Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 45

Song Wei pulled the towel, sat down next to her, wiped his hands and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this all of a sudden?"

The voice was teasing.

Wen Wan secretly rolled her eyes, she couldn't just ask him if he married her on purpose, right?She herself was the one who married with a purpose!
Shaking his head, he said it was nothing, he was wrong.

Song Wei hung the towel back, and the freshly washed big palm was still cool, covering the back of her hand, driving away part of her body's hot summer, and said, "You want to ask me about meekness?"

Wen Wan smiled. In fact, she could have imagined that it was his fault, but she was really curious about how it was done.

Song Wei didn't tell her the details, but said in general: "Your stepmother has such a temper, if I didn't agree to her at the beginning, she would have the audacity to come back a second time. As for Wen Shun's school in the town, don't worry, I will It’s not enough to bully a six-year-old child, but I just thought of a trick to make him retreat.”

It not only gives the mother-in-law enough face, but also can drive out the meekness quietly so that no one can find fault.

He was indeed darker than she had imagined!
Before getting married, Father Wen also said that Song Wei was a real person.

Wen Wan thinks that this person is just a white-skinned and black-hearted sesame stuffed dumpling, looking refined and refined, but in fact, he is smarter than a monkey when his hair is sticky.

Song Dacai, who was slandered as a monkey by his little daughter-in-law, couldn't see what his little girl was thinking at all, but felt that the smile on her face was so weird and inexplicably frightening.

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Every time Song Yuanbao takes a ten-day break, Mrs. Song will set up a table of delicious food and wait, and today is no exception. Earlier, Song Fang was asked to buy ribs and stew them. The smell of meat wafted into the yard next door, crying greedily. lost three girls.

Erlang's daughter-in-law, who was peeling corn, swallowed her saliva because of the smell, and beckoned to Da Ya, "Get a bowl from the cupboard, go to the next yard, and tell grandma that you are hungry and want to eat something." Meat."

Song Erlang, who was chopping firewood outside, was speechless when he heard this, "You have learned such a big lesson last time and haven't remembered it long enough, so you are not afraid of having your face hurt again?"

As soon as I said it, Erlang's daughter-in-law really felt that the place where the oil was burned on her face was hot. She reached out and touched it. Thinking of the situation that day, she couldn't help but burst out, "My parents don't want to see me, and I can't help seeing the three girls. Right? After all, she is the granddaughter of your Song family, no matter how biased your grandma's heart is, how can she not be leveled with a bowl of water?"

Song Erlang's eyes gouged out on her body like a pinprick, "You are capable, why don't you go? Don't order me around if you have the ability!"

"I'll go, I'll go!" Erlang's daughter-in-law threw the corn in her hand, grabbed the bowl in Da Ya's hand, stepped out of the courtyard door in two or three steps, and rushed towards the next courtyard.

As soon as Mrs. Song put the ribs on the table, she saw Erlang's daughter-in-law entering the door with a bowl. She laughed, "Sanlang hasn't passed the exam yet, you two can't wait to come over with a bowl and beg for food?"

Erlang's daughter-in-law answered quickly, "If you want food from our Song family, you won't lose face, if you go outside and ask for it, then you will lose face to the Song family!"

From stepping into the threshold of the Song family to now, Erlang's daughter-in-law has not been hurt by her mother-in-law thousands of times, but she has practiced a "perseverance" spirit early on. She remembers eating but not beating, and stays at home every time she is scolded. A few days later, they continued to come to the door. When I saw my mother-in-law, I obviously hated her to death, but on the face, it was as if I saw my own mother, smiling so hypocritically.

His skin is thicker than a city wall, and his heart is smaller than the tip of a needle.

Speaking of it, this is still a state, Wen Wan is quite admirable.

Mrs. Song opened the stool and sat down, obviously not interested in talking to Erlang's wife.

In the end, Father Song couldn't stand it anymore, and took Erlang's wife's bowl and scooped up half a bowl of ribs and half a bowl of soup for her.

(End of this chapter)