Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 251 Yuan Bao: She Is My Aunt (2 more)
Hearing this, Song Wei smiled slightly.

He stretched out his hand, surpassed Wen Wan, and took a few sheets of rough-edged paper that had dried on the desk, and carefully read the words on it.

Wen Wan's cheeks became hot all of a sudden, and she was so embarrassed that she reached out to grab it, "Don't look..."

The words written out of state are not perfect, and she doesn't want to expose her embarrassing work to him.

Song Wei successfully evaded Wen Wan's snatching, grasped her small hand waiting for an opportunity in his left hand, and held the raw-edged paper in his right hand. His eyes quickly swept over it, and then looked at her with soft eyes, without any intention of making fun of him, "As a teacher, I have the right to know the learning progress of my students, and I will mention it by the way."

The gentle and restless hand suddenly quieted down. At this time, he looked like a student who hadn't finished his homework seriously and was talked to by his teacher alone, nervous and uneasy.

During this long wait, she quietly raised her eyes, and happened to catch a glimpse of Song Wei's profile.

The man's eyes were focused on the raw paper in his hand, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

The meticulous earnestness and patience made Wen Wan subconsciously breathe lightly.

After a while, Song Wei looked away from the rough-edged paper and looked sideways.

Before he could comment, Wen Wan had already taken the initiative to admit her mistake, "I promise, I will go to bed next time when I am in a bad mood, and I will not waste paper and ink at will."

The attitude of admitting mistakes is very sincere.

Song Wei put the rough-edged paper back on the desk, didn't blame her for anything, just smiled, "It seems that the impact today is really not small."

As he spoke, his slender fingers tapped on the rough-edged paper, "I remember that when you came back yesterday, you said that the article written by Mr. Rang does not seem to be this one."

Wen Wan: "..."

She leaned over to look, and found that she had really unknowingly written the flower-themed article into something else, and it was fine if the sentence didn't make sense, and she seemed to be a bit rambling.

The students in Hongwen Hall don't need to take scientific exams, and the themes of the articles written by Mr. Let are relatively simple. Logically speaking, even if Wen Wan is a freshman, she shouldn't write such a simple article in a strange way.

Now being smashed by the husband on the spot, Wen Wan was so embarrassed that she wanted to hit the wall, her face flushed.

Song Wei said: "If you don't understand something, you can say it. In your own home, there is no need to be restrained."

Wen Wan came up with a small temper, but didn't ask him for advice, and said a little angrily: "There is nothing I don't understand, it's just that I didn't concentrate earlier."

Given another chance, she will definitely be able to write well.

Song Wei did not dampen her enthusiasm, and even encouraged her.

……

After dinner, Jin Bao was carried outside by Song Wei to help him walk, Wen Wan went back to the study, studied ink again, rethought the messy article written in the afternoon, and began to write.

Occasionally, he glanced outside and saw the man half bent, covering his son in his arms from behind, gently holding the little guy's two fleshy hands with his big hand, and guiding him forward step by step.

Song Wei is different from some old men in the capital who can distinguish between inside and outside. He never thinks that taking care of children is a gentle and natural obligation, and he never thinks that it is a violation of dignity for a man to take care of children.

As long as he is free, he will take the initiative to hug Jinbao aside so as not to affect Wen Wan's study. When he is in a good mood, he can even hug Jinbao for most of the day.

In fact, his mood is not bad every day, it's not that he doesn't encounter troubles, it's just that he never brings back his emotions outside to infect his family.

In the evening of midsummer, the setting sun shines into the courtyard, the wind is not cool, but there is a slight warmth and fragrance of flowers.

The figures of toddlers, one big and one small, were stretched out.

Such a picture gives Wen Wan a sense of tranquility.

A better inspiration suddenly came to her mind, she abandoned the half-finished article and wrote again, this time it was almost done in one go.

-

Originally, according to Song Wei's intention, he would send Yuanbao to the Imperial College in person after he rested.

Yuan Bao refused, saying that he was already 12 years old, he just entered a school, and it wasn't such a complicated matter, he didn't need to be accompanied by his father, besides, he had already been to the Imperial College, so he could do it by himself.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Song immediately disagreed when she heard what he said, "What's wrong with being 12 years old, isn't he still a child? You went there for a long time last time, and I guess you haven't figured it out yet. Go alone now. If there is something wrong, and you leave a bad impression on your husband on the first day of school, how can you study there with peace of mind in the future?"

After Mrs. Song finished speaking, she glanced at Father Song, obviously wanting the old man to speak for her.

Father Song took a look at Song Yuanbao and felt that it was not appropriate for him to go to school alone.

Wen Wan didn't speak, and glanced at Song Wei next to her from time to time.

Song Yuanbao was also looking at Song Wei, he naturally hoped that his father would stand by him.

Song Wei put down his chopsticks, hugged Jin Baolai from Wen Wan's arms, and fed her, so that she could have a bite of food, then said slowly: "I took Yuan Bao around a few places that day, and he already remembered the key positions. How to report in one day, I have also told him that if he goes alone, there shouldn’t be a big problem.”

"Sanlang, he is still a child." Mrs. Song felt sorry for her eldest grandson, and she would not like Yuan Bao to go to the Imperial College alone.

Song Wei didn't say how many things he had faced alone when he was 12 years old, he just nodded and said: "Since both parents feel that it is necessary for me to send them, then wait a few more days!"

Unless he takes a rest, he will not take leave easily. Newly promoted officials will take leave if they have something to do, which will have an impact on future assessments.

"Father, I can go by myself." Song Yuanbao still insisted, "Although I was accompanied by my father, in the end, my mother did not enter the school alone. If my mother can do it, why can't I?"

Mrs. Song wanted to say that he was only 12 years old, but Father Song suddenly changed his mind, "Since Yuan Bao wants to go by himself, let him go by himself. Things are so busy in Sanlang's Yamen, so don't embarrass the child."

Mrs. Song didn't say any more rebuttals, but she could still see a bit of worry in her expression.

Song Wei always held the attitude of "it's okay". If Yuan Bao wants to go by himself, he will not object, and if he wants to deliver it himself, he will not disagree.

The final result of this matter is that Mrs. Song respected the opinion of the eldest grandson.

It's just that he agreed with his mouth, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart. After dinner, he left the eldest grandson to explain himself.

Wen Wan couldn't get in the way. Seeing that everyone had put away the dishes, she stood up and helped Mother Jin clear the table. After Song Wei finished feeding Jin Bao, she carried her son back to the room.

-

The date when Yuan Bao entered school was read by Mrs. Song herself.

Song Wei and Wen Wan took this for granted and did not dissuade them.

After waiting for so long to finally be able to enter the Imperial College, Yuan Bao was in a particularly good mood. On the first day of admission, he cleaned up the room by himself without the help of Madam Cao.

Probably because he was excited in the middle of the night, when he woke up the next day, Wen Wan saw that his eyes were a little dark and blue, and asked him if he didn't sleep well.

Yuan Bao just nodded guiltily.

Wen Wan can fully understand him, just like the night before she first entered the Hongwen Museum, the feeling of anticipation and a little bit of apprehension is really exhausting.

After washing up, Song Wei, Wen Wan and Song Yuanbao had a simple breakfast and walked out of the gate together.

Lin Bo has already harnessed the carriage.

Song Wei stopped beside the carriage, watched the mother and son get into the carriage, and then gave some gentle instructions through the curtain.

After waiting for the carriage to leave, he turned and walked towards the Imperial Academy.

On the carriage, Wen Wan saw that Song Yuanbao was excited and a little nervous at the same time, and persuaded him, "Didn't you study in the town school before? Just treat it as an ordinary school, don't be nervous, the Imperial College is not as good as you think horrible."

Song Yuanbao didn't have the nerve to admit that he was nervous, he only said it was because he was too excited.

Wen Wan didn't expose him, and ordered Lin Bo outside, "Let's go to the Imperial College first, and then turn around and go to the Hongwen Hall after Yuan Bao goes down."

When the carriage stopped outside the gate of the Guozijian, Wen Wan didn't go down in order to avoid suspicion, but just opened the curtain, and carefully told Song Yuanbao what to pay attention to when he went to see the academic officer.

Song Yuanbao didn't show the slightest impatience on his face, he kept listening quietly, answering twice from time to time.

Wen Wan didn't know that although she didn't get out of the carriage, her face was already exposed through the window.

And the one who saw her was none other than Su Yaoqi, the fourth young master of Xiangfu.

The changes in the Su family didn't seem to affect this simple-minded young man. After he spent those decadent days, he was forced to continue studying at the Imperial College.

The great changes in the Su family were caused by his "unrequited love". Su Yaoqi had deeply reflected on this point, and swore in front of his father that he would never act emotionally again.

However, some verbal promises are not worth the hasty glance of the person you like.

Goodbye Wen Wan, Su Yaoqi's feeling that he thought had faded was awakened without warning, he ignored it and walked directly towards Wen Wan's carriage.

And here, Wen Wan had just finished explaining to Song Yuanbao, she put down the curtain and was about to go to the opposite Hongwen Museum, but she didn't expect a voice from outside, "Girl, please wait a moment."

Wen Wan didn't know many outside men, and the boy's voice was special, so she immediately recognized who it was and ignored it.

"I'm Su Yaoqi." As if afraid that the other party had forgotten him, he hurriedly introduced himself.

Wen Wan didn't intend to have a deep talk with him, her voice was devoid of any emotion, "Fourth young master, it's almost time for Hongwen Hall to start classes, if you have nothing else to do, I'll go first."

Before Su Yaoqi could even say a word, the carriage left quickly.

He had no choice but to look at Song Yuanbao beside him, with a very polite smile on his face, "Little brother, who is that girl from your family?"

Song Yuanbao thought for a while and said, "She is my aunt."

He knew that his mother was a "girl" in the Hongwen Museum, and he couldn't reveal it. Obviously, this young man also regarded his mother as a girl who had not yet left the cabinet.

Su Yaoqi's eyes lit up slightly, "Really?"

Song Yuanbao asked him, "Who are you, what are you doing asking about this?"

Realizing that he was too emotionally exposed, Su Yaoqi coughed and said seriously: "I am a friend of her, it is rare to see her come to the Imperial College, just go up to say hello."

Song Yuanbao is not stupid, how can he not see the unconcealable admiration in Su Yaoqi's eyebrows and eyes, he rolled his eyes, "If you want to know more about my aunt, take me to report to the school official Bar!"

Su Yaoqi couldn't ask for more, "Okay, come with me."

(End of this chapter)