Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 205 The Wan Wan of the Report (1 more)
With the shadow of the wedding night, Xu Shu was very reluctant to go back, he didn't want to face Song Wei.

When a man stays with a man, even if he doesn't say it, in some respects, it is inevitable to make comparisons in his heart.

Xu Shu doesn't need to know that the gap between himself and that uncle is a bit too big.

Song Fang advised him, "My third brother doesn't know about you, what are you afraid of?"

"Then I won't go either." Xu Shu turned over and lay on the bed.

His mentality is like a person who has always been honest and honest suddenly steals something. Because of his guilty conscience, he feels that everyone looks at him like a thief.

He couldn't afford it, and Song Fang had no choice but to say, "Well, you should rest well, I'll go by myself."

After Song Fang went out, Mei Zhi whispered to Xu Shu, "Master, if the bride returns home alone, everyone will think that she is not welcome in her husband's house."

Xu Shu's face changed slightly after hearing this, Li Yu got off the bed straightly, found a decent set of clothes to change, pushed the door out, and hurriedly caught up with Song Fang.

At that time, Song Fang had just loaded the return ceremony arrangement into the carriage, and was about to lift the curtain to go up, when she saw Xu Shu chasing after her, she raised her eyebrows thinly, "What's the matter, have you figured it out?"

Xu Shu didn't say a word, he got into the carriage and sat down first.

Song Fang originally had no hope that he would follow, but now that everyone was here, she followed him, got in the car, and sat next to him.

Xu Shu glanced at her, cleared his throat and asked, "Daughter-in-law, if I don't go today, will you feel bad?"

Song Fang's face was indifferent, "It's not that uncomfortable, at most, I will get a few eyes and hear a few words of abuse. It's okay, just get used to it."

Xu Shu: "...then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Can you listen to me?" Song Fang squinted at him, "I've got to worry about going home early in the morning, and I have to coax you like a baby. I wish I could split myself in two." It's been a while, but you're fine, you only care about yourself, and don't think about me at all."

"It's my fault. Don't be angry, daughter-in-law. I'll accompany you back to the door. Is it still okay to listen to you?"

Xu Shu hugged him into his arms and kissed him, his attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere.

Song Fang lost her temper by this man's capriciousness.

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Song Wei found that something was wrong with Xu Shu's trip back to the house. It seemed that his unscrupulous bastard who was not afraid of boiling water was gone. , people ran away.

Even if he was sitting next to Song Wei during the meal, he seemed quite well-behaved. He could answer what Mrs. Song and Father Song said, but the tone didn't sound like the usual painting style.

Song Wei felt strange, so he took the time to ask Song Fang, what happened to Xu Shu?
Of course, Song Fang couldn't shake off the embarrassment of the wedding night in front of her own brother, she just smiled and played sloppy eyes, "What can he do? A man who is married, doesn't everything change to some extent? The changes after the third brother got married also It’s not small, I saw it all back then!”

Although she couldn't completely convince Song Wei with her explanation, it was not unreasonable.

Song Wei didn't get to the bottom of it, as if deliberately ignoring Xu Shu's "something was wrong", and sat with him to drink tea after dinner, just chatting about some simple topics.

Xu Shu seemed careless, he would answer every question Song Wei asked, and would not say a word unless asked.

Considering Xu Shu's mood, Song Fang didn't stay at her mother's house for long, and left in the next afternoon.

On the carriage, she asked Xu Shu, "Did my third brother tell you something?"

Xu Shu shook his head, "No."

"But I see that you are not in a good spirit."

Xu Shu lowered his eyes and didn't respond.

Song Fang leaned over and lowered her voice, "Are you still thinking about that?"

Xu Shu, who was originally in a low mood, almost jumped when he heard it, "Daughter-in-law, don't say it, please don't say it..."

"Okay, okay, I won't say." Song Fang patted his back like a hair, "Then don't think too much about it in the future, let's live in peace of mind, okay?"

Xu Shu glanced at her and asked cautiously, "Daughter-in-law, do you despise me?"

Song Fang said truthfully: "I despise you for what you are doing now."

Seeing Xu Shu's head drooping, she sighed, "It's not inhumane, it's just dizziness, it's a disease, just ask the doctor to take care of it in the future, there's no need to be hurt, you just love yourself too much. "

When Xu Shu heard this, he buried his head in her neck, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you will think I'm useless because of this, and regret marrying me."

"Is it useful? What can you do by just talking about it? If you want me not to regret it, cheer me up, otherwise I'll really pack up and go back to my mother's house."

"No, no." Xu Shu hugged him tightly, "You are not allowed to leave after entering the gate of our Xu family, and you will be tied back when you leave."

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After the new year, Jinbao has been completely weaned for more than eight months.

Compared with the well-behaved and cute when he was just born, the little guy is simply a little devil, and he will cause trouble if he is not careful.

At the Hongwen Museum, Song Wei has already arranged, and Wen Wan will be able to report after the first lunar month.

Seeing that there are not many days left, Wen Wan wants to spend the last half month with her son well.

On the day of Shangyuan Festival, Song Fang delivered a message early in the morning, saying that everyone would go to see the lanterns together in the evening.

Near dusk, Wen Wan bathed the little guy, wrapped him in a fluffy blanket and put him on the low couch, turned around and opened the closet, planning to rummage through a set of thicker clothes for him to change into.

When he found the clothes, he turned his head and looked, but there was no one else. The blanket that originally wrapped the little guy was half laid on the side of the couch, and half fell on the ground, and the inside was already empty.

Wen Wan was startled, she hurriedly put down her clothes to look for it, searched every corner of the bedroom, but found nothing.

Just when she was so anxious that she almost alarmed her in-laws, she finally found her son under the low table covered with a tablecloth in the study next door.

The little guy sat on the ground with his buttocks bare, holding a lot of scraps of paper in his little fat claws.

Seeing Wen Wan, he seemed very excited, and made a "da da da da" sound from his mouth.

Wen Wan didn't pay attention at first, she just wanted to take her back to her room and put on clothes, otherwise she would catch a cold and get sick.

After carrying him back to the soft couch, the little guy grabbed the scraps of paper in his paws and wanted to stuff them into his mouth.

Wen Wan snatched it away, and found that there was a half-mutilated handwriting on it, which looked familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, she finally realized that this was a copybook she had just finished practicing during the day, and she had to work with a relative at night.

Wen Wan looked at the one in her hand, then thought of the scraps of paper under the low table, "!!!"

The little guy didn't notice it, and played with his feet without the shredded paper.

He lay flat on the small couch, with some difficulty, he simply turned over and lay on his side, trying to bend his body, his two little fat claws couldn't stop pinching his feet, and when he was happy with pinching, he yelled happily alone.

Seeing the heartless look of the little guy, Wen Wan really wanted to pick him up and whip his butt twice.

As a last resort, I put the little guy back into the baby basin and took a bath again. As soon as he touched the water, he could thump vigorously, using both hands and feet, and the warm water in the basin splashed gently all over his body.

"..."

Tonight during the Lantern Festival, Song Wei went to the Yamen early, and when he came back, he happened to come across the scene of Wen Wan and Jin Bao's mother and son staring at each other. Without hesitation, he walked in and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Wan was going to change the little guy's clothes earlier, but the little guy wouldn't let him, so he crawled to that side when she was close to this side, and crawled to this side when she was close to the other side, playing eagles and chickens with his mother very well Lehu, sat up and grinned.

Seeing Song Wei came back, Wen Wan directly threw the clothes to him, sat aside and took several deep breaths, obviously very angry.

Song Wei bent down, picked up Jinbao's clothes, skillfully changed them for his son, and asked his little wife, "Did Jinbao make you angry again?"

Wen Wan hugged her head with a headache, "As soon as he didn't look at it, he crawled around, and today he tore all my copybooks into pieces. I wrote them for a long time."

Wen Wan said, looking at the little guy with accusing eyes.

The well-behaved little guy who asked his father to dress him seemed to realize that his mother was telling his father that he was dirty. He groaned and turned his little fat face to one side. Mother-to-be.

Wen Wan: "..."

As night fell, the markets in the capital were already filled with colorful lanterns.

Song Wei walked behind with his son in his arms and Xu Shu.

Wen Wan and sister-in-law are strolling in front.

Wen Wan guessed a lantern riddle and won a beautiful glazed lantern. As soon as she got it, the little guy in Song Wei's arms stretched out his chubby hand to ask for it.

Wen Wan hid the lantern behind her back, "It's gone."

The little guy was very dissatisfied and wanted to cry on his short legs.

Under the signal of Song Wei's eyes, Wen Wan finally gave the lantern to her son.

Jin Bao took it and wanted to shake the lantern up and down, but unfortunately the lantern was a bit heavy. His hands were weak, and he didn't make any movement after shaking it twice. His arms were sore, so he simply threw it into the pond beside him.

Wen Wan stared at him with a dark face.

Even with his father protecting him, the little guy was frightened by his mother's eyes. He stretched out his arm, pinched the sugar figure that his uncle had just given him in his paw, and handed it to Wen Wan, "Hey..."

He couldn't speak, and the words he could spit out were simple.

Wen Wan looked down at the sugar man who was close at hand, and then looked at the little guy's dark eyes, her heart softened, she took the sugar man, and hummed, "You still have a conscience, throw it away next time." My stuff, I'll throw it with you."

Song Wei: "..."

(End of this chapter)