Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 238 Mother and Daughter Meet, Recognize Parents (1 more)
In Wen Wan's first 20 years, although there were ups and downs in the middle, they were still relatively monotonous in general, and thus she was doomed to be pure and kind. Many things, unless she had a premonition, she would not use too complicated Mind to guess.

For example, when it comes to meeting the eldest princess, even if she already knows that she looks like her, she is just purely curious, other than that, she has no extra thoughts.

Hearing that Xianggong said to bring Jinbao, Wen Wan took the copybook, put the brush into the brush washer, and quickly went to the main room.

Mrs. Song was watching Jinbao playing on the kang.

Seeing her, the little guy turned his butt around angrily.

Wen Wan couldn't help being funny when she saw it, and said to him, "It's been a few days, and you don't remember your mother-in-law like this!"

I heard from my mother-in-law that on the day of the arrest week, my parents were not there, the little guy sat on the ground hugging his feet, pouted, he ignored anyone who shouted, and he refused to grab things on the ground. In the yard, a bright red flower was pinched and put together with the seal, abacus, pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the ground.

The little guy's eyes were completely attracted by the flower, and he crawled over while shouting "Huahua"...

The final result is that the little guy caught Zhou and caught a flower, and Xu Shu was chased and beaten by Song Fang.

Thinking of this incident, the always superstitious Mrs. Song felt worried, and looked at Wen Wan, "Do you think this kid will be a fool in the future?"

Wen Wan: "..."

I know that my mother-in-law is superstitious, but I didn't expect to be so obsessed with it.

Taking advantage of the little guy's inattention, Wen Wan hugged him into her arms, sat down on the kang, and said with a smile: "Mother thinks too much, grasping the week is just a formality, children are not born good or bad. What kind of thing, don’t you have to rely on adults to teach you slowly?”

"Li'er is so reasonable, but I'm still worried."

As Mrs. Song said, she aimed her eyes at Jinbao in Wen Wan's arms.

The little guy was lowering his head, and his fleshy claws were grabbing the tassels around his mother's waist.

Wen Wan thought that Xianggong was still waiting, so she took the little guy's hand away and picked him up, and told her mother-in-law that she was going to do some errands outside.

Mrs. Song didn't ask any more questions, and asked them to come back for dinner earlier after finishing their work.

Wen Wan walked out of the gate, Song Wei was talking to the coachman Lin Bo, he was wearing a light blue gown today, he took off the title of imperial envoy and the official robe, which was almost harsh when he was looking for the truth The coldness and austerity of her husband are more of the gentleness and warmth of being a husband and father.

Seeing Wen Wan approaching, Song Wei stretched out his hand naturally, and the long sleeves slid down slightly, exposing the wrist bones.

His wrists are the same as the phalanges, without excess flesh, very lean, not pampered by a son of a family, full of the strength of a mature man.

As if attracted by those hands, she gently and uncontrollably handed out the child in her arms. She woke up halfway through the hand, and quickly retracted, "I'd better hold it by myself!"

Song Wei laughed, "Aren't you afraid of your hands getting sore?"

A one-year-old child can be hugged for a while, but not many adults can bear it if he has to hold him all the time. Besides, Jinbao is chubby and heavier than most children of the same age.

Wen Wan glanced at Lin Bo's direction, "Isn't there a carriage?"

Song Wei didn't argue too much on this issue, and went to the carriage to open the curtain for her personally.

Wen Wan hugged the little guy tightly, and quickly got into the carriage on the footstool.

After Song Wei came up, Wen Wan put Jin Bao between the two of them and sat there.

The little guy turned his head to look at his father, then at his mother, and two words popped out of his mouth, "Fanfan..."

Wen Wan asked him, "Is Jin Bao hungry?"

The little guy seemed to understand, and with a "huh", his short legs rubbed back and forth on the seat.

The carriage set off, looked gently at the man beside him, and asked belatedly, "Would it be inappropriate to take Jinbao with you?"

"Jinbao is only one year old, and he can't understand what adults are saying, and he can't occupy much space."

Wen Wan was a little surprised that Mr. Wang would answer like this, as if to vent some emotion.

He rarely expresses his inner negative emotions through words.

Across Jin Bao, Wen Wan took the initiative to stretch out her hand and put it on the back of his hand, "Are you too tired recently?"

The warm and soft touch on the back of the hand made Song Wei's impetuous heart find its place, he nodded slightly, and squeezed the space between his eyebrows with the other hand.

Wen Wan said: "The case is over, why don't you take a few days off and rest at home? Wait for a while before going to the Yamen."

Afraid that she would be worried, Song Wei held her hand instead, with a soft voice, "It's just that I haven't fully come out of this case, and it won't affect my going to the Yamen."

Jin Bao's back was leaning against the car wall, and his two straight short legs just reached the edge of the seat. When Wen Wan and Song Wei were holding each other, his arms were pressed against the little guy's legs. The mother's arm came up and pressed, and then she fell asleep on the backrest like a normal person.

Wen Wan: "..."

When she arrived at the teahouse, Wen Wan's arms were not numb from holding the child, but from being crushed by the little guy's legs.

Seeing her keep kneading her arms, Song Wei took the initiative to hug Jinbao, got off the carriage, then turned his head and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Wen Wan glanced at the little guy lying on Song Wei's shoulder who had woken up and kept shouting "Fanfan", angrily and helplessly, "It's okay, it's much better now."

Song Wei asked the shopkeeper where the room of the father-in-law and mother-in-law was, and the couple went upstairs one after the other.

When he got to the door, Song Wei hugged Jinbao with one hand and knocked on the door with the other.

Wen Wan saw that he paused obviously, as if hesitating, and knocked the door after a while.

Soon there was a slight sound of footsteps inside.

The door opened, and seeing Lu Xingzhou, Wen Wan recalled the scene when they first met in the small courtyard in the alley, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, and didn't know what to call him, so she could only turn her head to look at Song Wei.

Before Song Wei could speak, Lu Xingzhou was already looking at the young couple with a smile on his face, his face was kind and enthusiastic, "Come and sit down first, refreshments have been prepared for you."

In a word, Wen Wan's embarrassment of not being able to address people was relieved. She twitched the corners of her mouth, smiled politely at Lu Xingzhou, and followed Song Wei inside.

They opened a private room, divided into inner and outer rooms, which are somewhat spacious.

Through a beaded curtain, Wen Wan saw a well-dressed woman sitting inside, she couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but those eyes gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Wanwan, go in and sit down!"

As if afraid that she might not get used to it in a strange place, Song Wei's eyes were extraordinarily warm.

Wen Wan came back to her senses and opened the bead curtain.

The moment she saw Fanghua, she stopped in her steps.

Even before coming here, I had heard my husband mention that I looked like the eldest princess, and Lu Yanqing's reaction outside the Imperial Academy that day also explained everything, but the fantasy was still not as shocking as the reality after all.

If it weren't for the noble and elegant temperament of the other party who was born in the royal family, Wen Wan would almost suspect that the person sitting inside would be himself ten or twenty years later.

It's no wonder that Lu Yanqing reacted so strongly when he saw him. Apart from his appearance, even some aspects of his expression were surprisingly similar.

Seeing her surprise, Song Wei laughed in a low voice, and looked at Fanghua, "Madam, do you think they look alike?"

Abandoning her for 17 years, this is the first time to officially see her daughter today. Fanghua's heart is not as calm as it seems. If Song Wei hadn't spoken out in time, she would have almost lost her composure, and said with emotion, "Unexpectedly, there are still people who look as good as you in the world." I am so similar, it can be seen that it is a kind of fate."

Wen Wan was a little embarrassed when she said this, how much ability did she have to be able to give birth to an appearance similar to that of the eldest princess?

"Girl, sit down!" Fanghua greeted the two of them, "We are no longer princess consorts, so we don't need to be so restrained."

Wen Wan took a look at Song Wei, and sat down slowly under the nod of the other party.

Lu Xingzhou personally made tea for a few people, and made a few small mistakes during the process, presumably it was due to inner unrest.

Song Wei looked at it silently and didn't speak.

Jin Bao tilted his head and stared at his grandmother for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Zhuzhu...Fanfan..."

Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, and asked him, "What are you yelling?"

Fanghua was taken aback by him, and secretly thanked the little guy for not being able to speak long sentences, otherwise it would have been difficult for him to expose it.

Song Wei was also surprised that Jinbao still remembered being here that day.

When I looked at the little guy again, he was already holding a piece of soft mung bean cake in his hand, and he was only focused on eating, ignoring anyone.

Wen Wan stretched out her hand to pat the pastry crumbs on the little guy's drool pocket, and their voices could be heard in her ears.

Although Wen Wan has no feelings for Lu Yanqing, it is not difficult to hear from the couple's words that they are both sensible people. Moreover, these two people are willing to ask themselves to be demoted to Ningzhou for the sake of their son, which shows that they It's not all the kind of unscrupulous parents who blindly indulge right and wrong as I imagined.

She was still thinking wildly, when a youthful and joyful voice came from the opposite side, "Seeing Mrs. Song, I feel like I saw myself when I was young. It's so good."

Song Wei said: "With such a fate, it's better to recognize a dry relationship."

Fanghua and Lu Xingzhou looked at each other, the couple naturally couldn't wish for it, but...

"I'm afraid you have to ask your wife's wishes about this kind of thing."

Fanghua cast a gentle gaze, obviously nervous.

Wen Wan didn't know why Xianggong suddenly wanted her to recognize her as a godfather, but she subconsciously didn't dislike this couple, so if she thought about it, she would recognize it. Anyway, she was a child without a mother, and many of them looked like herself The godmother is not bad either.

Thinking of this, she bent her lips, stood up, knelt down and toasted Fanghua and Lu Xingzhou each with a cup of tea, her mouth was very sweet, "Godfather drinks tea, godmother please drink tea."

Holding the teacup, Fanghua suppressed the astringency in her eyes and asked her, "Is your name Wen Wan?"

"Ah."

"Then let's call you Wanwan from now on, okay?"

With a gentle smile, "You are the elder, you have the final say."

Lu Xingzhou looked at her, with the joy of "recovering what was lost" in his eyes.

Even if they couldn't recognize each other, at least, it would be a great satisfaction for him to have an additional layer of identity to be close to his daughter.

After Wen Wan respected the tea, she looked at Song Wei, "Sir, they are my godfather and mother, so do you have to follow me in the future?"

Song Wei asked with a smile: "Isn't it called father-in-law?"

(End of this chapter)