Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 173 I still like good-looking ones (2 more)
The restaurant Xu Shu ordered was not far from the small courtyard in the Hutong. While they were ordering food, Song Wei took Song Yuanbao and took the things home first.

Standing in the square courtyard, looking up, he could only see the palm-sized sky. Song Yuanbao was stunned for a long time before he asked Song Wei, "Father, you bought this house yourself?"

Song Wei was moving things into the study, when he heard the question, he looked up at his son, "What's wrong?"

"Wouldn't it cost a lot of money?"

Whether it was in the letter to his parents before, or in the six months since he went back to the country for the test, Song Wei didn't mention the money for buying a house.

However, Song Yuanbao had heard that housing prices in the capital were ridiculously high, and that his father's yard was close to the Imperial College, so he knew it was a prime location without asking, so it would not be so cheap.

After Song Wei finished moving things, he shook a bucket of water into the well and came out to wash his hands.

In this season, the freshly shaken well water will not be too cold. There is no fire in the kitchen, so he washes it directly. After washing, he goes back to the house and wipes it with a towel before coming out again. Uncle, they should wait anxiously."

Song Yuanbao said: "Father, you haven't told me how much you paid for this yard!"

Song Wei laughed, "Why do you want to know so much?"

Song Yuanbao chuckled twice, "I'm weighing whether I can afford it in the future."

Song Wei said truthfully, "300 taels, you can weigh it yourself!"

Pulling his stunned son, Song Wei locked the door of the small courtyard and led him straight to the restaurant.

Xu Shu had already ordered the dishes, and he was afraid that Xie Zheng would not be used to eating when he came to the capital, so he asked Xie to order most of them.

Four people, ordered eight dishes and one soup, plus dessert after dinner.

Xie Zheng and Xu Shu were not familiar with each other, they couldn't talk very well, and they sat awkwardly. When they saw Song Wei and Yuan Bao coming in at the door, their tense faces finally relaxed.

Xu Shu asked Song Wei: "Have you put everything back?"

Song Wei nodded, and stretched out his hand to open the stool for Song Yuanbao.

Xu Shu complained: "I told you earlier that I will send people to go, but you have to go there yourself, don't you think the journey is not enough?"

When Xie Zheng heard this, he took a special look at Song Wei.

Along the way, the third cousin of his family had no major or minor misfortunes, which really tossed Yuan Bao quite badly.

Song Wei's voice was the same as the action of serving soup to his son, unhurried, "How is the result of the year-end exam?"

After I finished asking, I heard Xu Shu wailing, "There is no one like you, who asked about the test results when we first met, and why don't you let people have a good meal?"

Song Wei didn't respond, and pushed the small bowl of pigeon soup to Song Yuanbao.

Xie Zheng saw that Xu Shu reacted so strongly, and he was sure that Song Wei deliberately choked on this young master Xu.

After dinner, Xu Shu sent Xie Zheng and Song Yuanbao back to the carriage, leaving Song Wei alone to talk outside.

"Hey! You didn't say anything just now, what happened to that child?"

Xu Shu still doesn't know the secret of his unlucky nature, and Song Wei has no plans to talk about it in depth. He said concisely, "Brother and sister-in-law left early, and the child was brought up by me."

Xu Shu is not stupid, he understood it as soon as he heard it, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "As long as it's not a romantic debt you have brought out outside."

Song Weiduo asked, "What kind of person do I look like?"

Xu Shu smiled cunningly, "Who knows? These days, beasts in clothes are walking around everywhere, maybe you just kept such a hand..." Seeing Song Wei staring at him, he immediately coughed, "But having said that, buddy believes You are a gentleman."

Then, he changed the subject and talked about something new in Beijing, "You probably don't know yet. The Su family in the Prime Minister's Mansion recently staged a show about recognizing relatives. The Prime Minister was very flirtatious when he was young, and he provoked a lot of people outside." The rotten peach blossoms even made people conceive a child, so many years later, that woman brought a girl to her door, she said she was the prime minister's own daughter, the prime minister's mansion has now been turned upside down."

As Xu Shu said, he turned his head to see Song Wei's reaction, but found that there was no one beside him. Song Wei had already gotten into the carriage, "..."

Xu Shu raised the curtain to follow, sat next to Song Wei, and asked him, "Are you not curious about the follow-up at all?"

Song Wei said calmly, "The prime minister's mansion is the queen's natal family, you gossip about the uncle's right and wrong outside, be careful not to cause trouble."

Xu Shu pouted, but didn't continue this topic.

Back in the Hutong courtyard, Song Wei opened the doors of two wing rooms, intending to give Song Yuanbao and Xie Zheng bedrooms.

However, apart from an old bed and a few benches with peeling paint, there is nothing empty inside.

At the beginning, they never thought that so many people would live in, so they didn't buy extra mattresses. Wen Wan and Song Fang simply cleaned up the room.

Xu Shu took a look and suggested: "It's okay if there is no woman in the family. How about I ask Miss Song to come back and help you buy more?"

Song Yuanbao raised his head, "Isn't little aunt studying in the Hongwen Museum?"

Xu Shu rubbed his head, "Good boy, just take a leave."

Song Wei thought the same way, it was fine if he was asked to tidy up the room, but he was a bit at a loss when asked to add to the odds and ends in the room.

Speaking of Song Fang, Xie Zheng asked, "Doesn't my cousin live here?"

Song Wei nodded, "She lives in the Hongwen Museum."

Xu Shu pretended to laugh twice, "Yes, the Hongwen Museum is quiet, and it saves her from running around every day."

Xie Zheng couldn't hear the cover-up in the two people's words, so he didn't say any more.

Song Wei asked Xie Zheng to sit in the main room, and went to the kitchen to light a fire to prepare a pot of tea for others.

Song Yuanbao hurriedly followed up to help his father, and the fire on the stove was heated up in a short while.

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Xu Shu got out of the Hutong courtyard, got into the carriage, and told the driver to go directly to the Hongwen Museum.

He stood outside, greeted the concierge and invited Song Fang out.

Song Fang was taking a flower arrangement class. She heard that someone was looking for her, and she guessed it must be Xu Shu. She didn't want to go out, but she couldn't hold back the curious eyes from her classmates. She twitched her lips, informed the teacher, and quickly ran out Come the door.

Seeing Xu Shu leaning on the pillar with folded arms, Song Fang didn't go any further, and asked directly, "Why do you want me?"

Xu Shu asked her, "Have you asked your husband for leave?"

"For a while, I have to go back to class."

Xu Shu made a detour on purpose, "You go back and ask for leave first, and I'll tell you what's going on after you get approved."

"Forget it." Song Fang turned around and was about to leave.

"It's boring!" Xu Shu snorted, and said before Song Fang entered the gate: "Song Wei has arrived in the capital, and it seems that there is another cousin of yours with a small ingot. I'm here to let you take a trip and go back to help them make more purchases."

When Song Fang heard that the third elder brother was back, she was overjoyed, and asked Xu Shu to wait for her for a while, then stepped into the gate, and a quarter of an hour later, she came out again, lifted the curtain and got into the carriage.

Xu Shu followed, sat opposite her, and reminded: "Your cousin Xie Zheng asked earlier, I said you live in the Hongwen Museum, and you will be home in a while, so don't wear clothes."

Song Fang hummed lightly, thinking of something, and suddenly looked at Xu Shu, "Why didn't I hear you mention my sister-in-law?"

Xu Shu wanted to ask before, but then he was busy rushing to the Hongwen Museum, but forgot, "She didn't come, maybe your third brother thinks that she is too old to be tired, so she stayed in her hometown. "

Song Fang frowned. This kind of statement is not impossible, but in her impression, the third brother has always been inseparable from the third sister-in-law, otherwise she would not even bring him to the exam.

When they arrived at Hutongyuan, Song Wei and Xie were drinking tea in the main room, and there were occasional voices of talking.

Song Yuanbao sat under the eaves with his chin resting on his shoulders. When he saw Song Fang, his eyes lit up, and he got up and rushed towards Song Fang's arms.

"Little aunt~"

Song Fang hugged the little guy back, with a smile on her face, "I haven't seen you for more than half a year, our Yuanbao has grown stronger again."

Song Yuanbao let go of his little aunt and looked up at her.

Song Fang was wearing a Hongwenguan uniform, slightly blue moon-white, with a tight waist, plain makeup, and simple and elegant hair accessories, which made people feel indescribably neat.

Song Yuanbao looked at it for a while, and said, "Little aunt is prettier than before."

This made Song Fang amused, and asked him, "Which looks good?"

"The face is pretty."

Song Fang pinched his little face, and said angrily, "He's a face-seeker again, don't learn to be a bad embryo at a young age."

Song Yuanbao puffed up his chest and said, "I learned it from my father."

Song Fang choked heavily, "Your father still taught you this?"

Song Yuanbao nodded solemnly, "When I was at home, I once asked my father why he chose to marry his current stepmother because there are so many good girls. My father said, because the stepmother is pretty."

Song Fang: "..."

Xu Shu at the side: "..."

"Your thinking is wrong." Song Fang felt that she had to correct her elder nephew's concept of judging people by their appearance.

Song Yuanbao shook his head, "I've already thought about it. I don't want the unattractive ones in the future, so I have to find a good-looking one to be my wife."

Song Fang persuaded gently: "A good-looking girl does not necessarily have a kind heart, you have to understand the other person's character first."

Song Yuanbao: "If she doesn't look good, can I still have the thought to know whether she is kind or not?"

Song Fang was speechless again.

Song Wei didn't expect that his casual remark at the beginning would become the standard for his son to choose a wife.

As soon as he walked out from the curtain, he heard Song Yuanbao's last words, and the emotion on Song Wei's face was hard to describe.

Then he walked down, stood beside Song Yuanbao, and said with a smile, "You are so young, what are you thinking about?"

As soon as he saw the father, Song Yuanbao no longer had the confidence he had when talking to his little aunt before, and rubbed against Song Wei's arm, "Dad, I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Song Wei could only open the door of the main house and let him go in and lie down for a while.

Song Yuanbao took off his shoes and went to bed, but Song Wei didn't leave, so he sat down and said to him, "You can't judge people only by their appearance."

The little guy closed his eyes and hummed through his nasal cavity, "I know, but I still like to look good."

Song Wei: "..."

(End of this chapter)