Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 19 Go to the Study, I'll Teach You

As soon as Song Fang came back, she went to the kitchen to boil water. When she brought it, she saw that Song Wei was still in the room, wiping the sweat on Wen Wan's forehead with a handkerchief. Well, my sister-in-law is here to take care of me, it's fine."

Song Wei glanced at Wen Wan, seeing her firm gaze, he mused, "What your sister-in-law means is that you can rest for a while, there is no need to hire a doctor."

The anxious look on Song Fang's face did not fade away, "It hurts like that, how can it be okay?"

Speaking of this, Song Fang suddenly shut up, thinking that her sister-in-law might have come here in her childhood, and she couldn't hide her face in front of the third brother, so she shouldn't invite a doctor, right?
Song Fang didn't care so much, she stepped over in two or three steps, put the bowl of hot water on the table, then pushed Song Wei out, and after closing the door, she sat down and asked Wen Wan if she had a stomachache If it hurts, she nodded and said that she had been in pain before. Her mother made some folk remedies, and there were still some left at home. If the sister-in-law couldn't bear it anymore, she would go to decoct the medicine immediately and keep it. It would be effective after eating it.

Wen Wan shook her head, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, but she felt annoyed in her heart, it would be great if she could speak, it would be convenient for her to say something, she doesn't have to go around a lot every time, if she can't explain clearly, she has to let the people around her Everyone is worried.

Song Fang asked a few times, and Wen Wan shook her head. She was a little puzzled, and finally blamed the reason on the fact that she couldn't understand the hint in the eyes of the third sister-in-law, so she had to open the door to invite Song Wei in.

Song Wei sat down and put the back of his hand on Wen Wan's forehead, neither hot nor cold, it was normal body temperature.

Knowing that she had recovered, Song Wei looked at Song Fang, "Are you in a hurry for the embroidery thread?"

Song Fang looked at him, "When is this and you still care about my embroidery thread?" She stuffed the half-cooled bowl of hot water into his hand, "Take care of my sister-in-law, I'll unload the ox cart."

Song Wei helped Wen Wan up, put his arm around her shoulders, and gave her water with the other.

In fact, Wen Wan really wanted to say that there was nothing wrong with her, and there was no need to be as careful as treating critically ill patients, but after thinking about it, she finally gave up explaining.

"Wanwan deliberately doesn't let me go to the county seat, is it because she doesn't want to go with the second sister-in-law or something else?" Putting down the bowl, Song Wei's low-pitched voice finally broke the silence.

From a gentle point of view, he is sitting with the backlight, and his facial features are cast with a shadow, which is not very clear and looks more profound.

Wen Wan leaned her back on the head of the bed, struggled for a while, took his hand, and wrote four words stroke by stroke in his palm: Do you blame me?
The man's ten fingers are thin and thin, the palm is big and wide, and the palm has deep lines. Every time she touches it, it seems that she can touch the traces of time on it.

After all, the other party is not an inexperienced young man.

Wen Wan is very clear that what she is facing is a mature man who has read thousands of sails, many things cannot escape his eyes after all, the more she hides, the more childish she will appear.

She wanted to confess that she had an unusual premonition, but this kind of thing was too frightening, and she couldn't imagine how he would react when he learned the truth.

Therefore, she wanted to test his attitude first, to see if he was angry because of his pretending to be sick.

Song Wei lowered his eyebrows.

The little girl's hand that was writing on his palm had already been retracted, just like a child in a private school who did something wrong and was afraid of being beaten by the master with a ruler, so she simply retracted her hand under the quilt, and gave him a wary and scared look, and then He straightened his back, sat upright, and looked like he was ready to listen to the training seriously.

The playful and cute little movements made the expression on Song Wei's face instantly relaxed.

Don't say that he didn't mean to blame her at all, even if he did, she is completely cute by her right now.

Without asking Wen Wan to explain anything, Song Wei directly attributed the reason to his second sister-in-law, thinking that since the little girl doesn't like it, then if she sees the second roomer in the future, just avoid it.

He stretched out his hand, pulled out her hand that was shrunk under the quilt, held it in his palm, squeezed it, it was soft.

"Can you write your own name?"

Wen Wan thought for a while, then shook her head.

Her name has many strokes, it is too difficult to write.

"Go to the study, I'll teach you."

Seeing that Song Wei changed the subject on purpose, Wen Wan knew that he was not angry with her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth curled up, and it seemed that someone had gently rubbed Song Wei's heart, it was so soft that it was unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)