Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 463 What kind of me is that important? (1 more)
After changing his clothes, Song Wei went to Rong'an Hall.

Erlang's daughter-in-law had just finished feeding her mother-in-law, when she went out to see Song Wei, she greeted her with a smile.

Song Wei responded lightly, and asked her if Mrs. Song was feeling better.

Erlang's daughter-in-law hesitated and said, "It looks similar to when I came here during the day."

In fact, worse than daytime.

When I fed her porridge just now, she had to cough for a long time after taking a bite. After feeding a bowl of porridge, the person who ate it felt uncomfortable, and the person who served her was also tired.

Song Wei didn't stay outside and went straight to the back room.

"mother."

Hearing her son's voice through the curtain, Mrs. Song deliberately covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from coughing.

After holding back the coughing, Mrs. Song asked him, "Sanlang came back so early today?"

Song Wei didn't say that he went home early on purpose, "I don't have anything to do with the yamen today." He asked her if she had any other discomfort besides coughing.

Mrs. Song said that she was fine and had improved.

Hearing what she said, Song Wei was silent for a while, "I will find a way to invite someone from the Tai Hospital to see you tomorrow."

Mrs. Song has heard that ordinary officials are not qualified to invite imperial physicians. Even if Sanlang has exceptions based on the emperor's favor, he still has to go through layers of audits. Whether he can pass is not certain.

Knowing that her son is very busy these days, Mrs. Song kept shaking her head, "Sanlang, don't bother, mother is fine, really nothing...cough...coughcoughcough..."

Before I finished speaking, I started coughing again, wheezing, and my chest and lungs hurt when I coughed.

Even through the curtain, Song Wei could hear that his mother was not feeling well.

But right now, he can't do anything.

……

Walking out of the room, Erlang's wife was still standing outside.

Song Wei stepped forward to talk to her, "Wanwan is inconvenient to wait on the sick, these days, I will trouble the second sister-in-law to spend more effort."

"It should be."

Erlang's daughter-in-law said: "It's been two or three days since the third sibling said, should Sanlang consider changing to another doctor?"

Elderly people are no better than young people to procrastinate. Her wind and cold are fierce, and if something happens, no one can tell.

"I will try my best." Song Wei replied her three words.

Doctor Li's medical skills are already rare in the capital. If he wants to find someone who is better than him, he can only pin his hope on the Imperial Hospital, but Song Wei cannot guarantee whether he can invite the imperial doctor.

……

Song Erlang closed the stall and went home to see that there was no one in the house. Thinking that his mother-in-law might have come to the third room, he bought some things and hired a carriage to follow him. Only when he arrived did he find out that his mother was seriously ill.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Song feeling refreshed after drinking the medicine for the second time, the whole family went to see her after dinner.

Mrs. Song just said that she was not forgiving. In fact, she was very happy that her children and grandchildren could come to see her neatly when she was seriously ill.

Song Jiao talked to her for a while, and Mrs. Song remembered that this girl was discussing marriage a few days ago, and asked if it was successful?
The Liang family hadn't made a kiss yet, and Song Jiao didn't know if it was a success, so she could only look at the mother.

Erlang's daughter-in-law took the conversation, "Are you coughing and out of breath and still caring about others?"

Mrs. Song glared at her, "Jiaojiao is my granddaughter and not your granddaughter. You don't care about her, but my old lady does."

Hearing the curiosity in the mother-in-law's words, Erlang's daughter-in-law had no choice but to say truthfully: "Mr. Liang has a good impression of Jiaojiao. If there is no accident, the Liang family should be choosing a date for marriage. If you want to know more, just Hurry up and get well, when the time comes, don't talk about getting married, even getting married will have your participation."

Song Jiao saw the corners of grandma's lips curl up, and then patted the back of her hand lightly.

Obviously, the old man felt comfortable hearing this.

Song Jiao immediately followed her mother's words, "Yes, grandma, you need to get better soon. When I get married, I have to kowtow in front of you."

Mrs. Song laughed suddenly, "Your mother has already said that my disaster will last for thousands of years, don't worry, the old lady will not die for the time being, she is just a little seriously ill."

Hearing this, Song Erlang frowned and looked at the mother-in-law, and reprimanded in a low voice, "You have nothing to do all day long, what are you talking about?"

Erlang's daughter-in-law originally wanted to stimulate her mother-in-law, but now that she was reprimanded by a man, she had nothing to say.

Mrs. Song waved her hand, "Let's all go out, there are too many people and they are very noisy, let me catch my breath."

Erlang's daughter-in-law called her two daughters, took her son with her, and left the house with the man.

Song Erlang had to take care of the business, so he couldn't stay in the Song Mansion, so he left after seeing his biological mother.

Erlang's daughter-in-law has been serving for a day, and she is a little tired. She is bathing her son and plans to go to bed early the next day to make porridge for her mother-in-law.

Song Qi was still in Wen Wan's room.

Although she had already mentioned it to the third aunt during the day, she was afraid that she was not sincere enough and the third uncle would not agree, so she knelt down in front of Song Wei and begged for a place.

Song Wei looked at the little girl, "The Hongwen Museum officially enters the school after the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is not impossible to send you in right now, but I am worried that you have not learned all the words, and you will not be able to keep up when you go. Let's do it, you are at home. Wait half a year, firstly, you still have time to learn more words, secondly, your sister's marriage is coming soon, I'm afraid you don't have so much energy, you have to help your parents take care of Duobao, understand?"

Song Qi nodded solemnly, "Thank you Third Uncle, I understand."

……

After Song Qi left, she asked Song Wei gently, "How do you know that Jiao Jiao's marriage is coming soon?"

In fact, it is not difficult to guess that Song Wei and Liang Jun are close, and if the Liang family chooses a date, he will definitely know the first time.

However, Wen Wan still wanted to hear him say it himself.

The smile on the corner of Song Wei's lips was a little playful, "I don't know the prophet."

Wen Wan really wanted to roll her eyes, "If Mr. Song knows how to predict the fate of marriage, why not marry a wife at the age of 27?"

Song Wei smiled, "How do you know I'm not waiting for you?"

After saying this, Wen Wan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, "Wait, wait for me? What do you mean?"

Song Wei didn't answer, but just looked at her confused look and thought it was funny.

Wen Wan is trying to remember.

Some things, when I was in the game, I thought it was a coincidence, but looking back many years later, I found that there were traps everywhere.

No wonder she couldn't figure out why Song Wei could understand her sign language.

When she looked at the man again, she was ashamed and embarrassed on Wen Wan's face, "You let Yuan Bao approach me on purpose?"

If not, where would he go to learn sign language, and there is no one in his family who can't speak.

Song Wei was noncommittal, and the smile marks on the corners of his eyes deepened.

Wen Wan thought that she had jumped into a trap by taking the initiative to ask him to marry her, and she was so embarrassed that she wished she could burrow into the ground, "Sure enough, it's a scheming plan."

After so many years, she didn't realize it at all.

In other words, it's not that she didn't have a chance to find out, but she subconsciously characterized Song Wei as an honest gentleman who can't play tricks.

Now that a gentleman is showing his fox tail, it is difficult for her to accept it for a while.

Wen Wan didn't ask when he started following her, but only said: "Then you obviously want to marry me, why don't you propose marriage early in the morning, and you have to wait for me to deliver it to your door, it's too..." Too treacherous.

Song Wei's expression became playful when he heard this, "The dowry is all ready, someone offered to throw himself into his arms, do you think I will marry or not?"

Wen Wan felt puzzled, how did she put the words "a gentleman" on him back then?
Not wanting to make him feel complacent, Wen Wan murmured in a low voice, "You even plan on little girls, can you live with your conscience?"

"The little girl is small, but her heart is not small." Song Wei said: "I have never seen her suffer, but she often plays tricks on people. I will not accept her as a small evil, and save it to harm others. ?”

He could hear that he was talking about her having a bad premonition in those years and trying to punish her, her gentle face became hotter, "Then what do you mean, you have done a great job of saving the world by marrying me, right?"

"It's possible." Song Wei was amused by her, and held back his laughter, "After all, if you have done meritorious service, your luck will begin."

"Nonsense." Wen Wan didn't believe his nonsense. This man lured her into the pit step by step many years ago. How many words can be true from his mouth?
Thinking of this, Wen Wan raised her head, met the man's smiling gaze, and hummed softly, "From today on, the image of Mr. Song in my mind has completely collapsed."

Song Wei asked her, "What was my image in your mind?"

Wen Wan said: "He was originally a mature, stable and honest person."

"what about now?"

"Now it's just a bad and cunning old fox!"

Wen Wan had just finished grinding her teeth, and the next moment, she felt like she was bumping into a man's warm embrace. Song Wei hugged her, as if defending herself, "Is it so important what kind of me I am? It's your husband anyway. Sheng, You have to stay with him, and when you die, you have to be buried in the same cave with him. If you are unlucky, you may have an afterlife, and if you meet him again, you will foolishly run to let him marry you."

(End of this chapter)