Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 517
Song Jiao didn't know about it, but Wen Wan learned about Song Yuanbao's return this morning from Song Wei last night.

Seeing the person at the moment, she had a very calm expression on her Wen Wan face, she asked him to sit, and asked Yun Cai to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Song Yuanbao sat on the round stool, and asked Wen Wan with concern if she was frightened at the banquet yesterday.

Wen Wan thought of how a princess cried when she was frightened by the organ beast, and smiled, "Fortunately, maybe I'm more courageous."

She had premonitions since she was a child, especially when it came to Song Wei. She had all sorts of bizarre premonitions. She wouldn't be frightened by such gadgets, but she was genuinely curious.

Song Yuanbao said with an annoyed expression, "Those organ beasts are really a surprise from Father and the old Houye to the emperor. Even His Highness and I didn't know beforehand that what Your Highness originally wanted to give to the Emperor was a birthday picture. When we arrived at Qingliang Hall, Dad called me out alone and asked me to fetch His Highness's design drawings. At that time, I had some vague guesses. Make meritorious deeds before, as for what will happen afterwards, my mother will also see it."

Hearing what he said, Wen Wan suddenly realized, "No wonder when your father offered the organ beast, I saw something wrong with His Royal Highness's expression, that's why." Wen Wan felt worried when she said this, "Yuan Bao, Your Highness didn't complain. Is your father good at making claims?"

"How can it be?" Song Yuanbao twitched his lips, "Because of father's actions, His Highness was directly crowned prince. It's too late for him to thank my father. How could he be resentful?"

Wen Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Song Yuanbao again, why did you come home since His Highness is not angry?

Song Yuanbao smiled, "Didn't I say it before? Come back and take the exam for the number one scholar and marry a wife."

Wen Wan didn't believe it, "Your Highness asked you to come back?"

Having said that, I feel that Zhao Xi is not that kind of person. He kicked away his classmates who had been studying with him for two years just after he was crowned prince. With Zhao Xi's character, he should not be able to do this.

"I want to come back by myself." Song Yuanbao looked calm and could not see anything unusual, "Otherwise, with my thick skin, if I don't want to leave, can he drive me away?"

"It's good to be back." Wen Wan said, "Jinbao and your grandma are both thinking about you. Before going to the Imperial College during this period, take time to spend more time with the two old people. You have been in the palace for two years, and you will return home. The number of times can be counted on the fingers, and they are all getting older, and one glance is one less."

Regarding this point, Song Yuanbao felt guilty in his heart. When he said it gently, he didn't refute, but nodded to show that he knew.

Seeing that Wen Wan still wanted to talk, Jin Bao frowned and knocked on the bowl with chopsticks, "Mother, Jin Bao is hungry."

Wen Wan immediately stopped talking, cast a gentle look at her son, and said yes, dinner will be served right away.

He looked at Song Jiao at the side and told her to stop standing and sit down to eat together.

Song Jiao was fascinated by what Wen Wan and Song Yuanbao were talking about about the palace banquet just now, and she was stunned for a while. Now that Wen Wan called her name, she blushed in embarrassment, and handed the tray to Yun Cai , pulled a stool to sit down, and immediately put his favorite steamed fish into Jinbao's small bowl.

The little guy must have been so hungry that most of his face was buried in the bowl, eating with gusto.

Song Yuanbao was sitting on Wen Wan's right, and she conveniently picked up a piece of braised pork for him.

Song Yuanbao saw that it was for himself, and hurriedly said: "Mother, I will come by myself, so don't worry about it."

While speaking, he took the small bowl away, indicating that he wanted to pick up the food by himself.

Wen Wan had no choice but to put the braised pork back into her bowl, and sighed: "I remember you used to come back and always talked about the braised pork at home, why didn't you talk about it this time, are you tired of eating?"

"The braised pork at home will never get greasy no matter how you eat it." Song Yuanbao said, but his chopsticks were reaching for the fried bamboo shoots on another plate.

Not only that, but he also picked out a few dishes from an empty, unused bowl and put them in it. It seemed that he would only eat those in the small bowl for this meal and would not add any more vegetables.

Wen Wan thought, probably because Yuan Bao was used to the food in the palace, and suddenly he couldn't adapt when he went home, so he let him go.

After that, no one spoke at the dinner table.

Although the Song family is not as well-mannered as the rich families, they still follow the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping.

After the meal, Yuncai and Linglong came in to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and Wen Wan leaned on the seven-screen arhat bed, asking Song Yuanbao if he had any arrangements for the next afternoon.

Song Yuanbao had just finished washing his hands, and responded, "I'll go see grandma first, and then go back to the study to study."

"Wen Shu?" Wen Wan was stunned for a moment. In the past, this kid always complained that he didn't get enough sleep in the palace when he came back. The first thing he did after dinner was to go back to his room and fall asleep. He had to be invited to wake up the next day.

It seems to be the first time that I love studying so much on the first day after returning home!

Wen Wan always felt that when he came back this time, he seemed to have become a lot more self-conscious.

But self-consciousness is self-consciousness, but something is not quite right.

Wen Wan couldn't tell what was wrong, but after thinking about it, she still blamed Yuan Bao who had just returned home and didn't get used to the family after two years, so he didn't do what he thought.

Song Jiao was also studying recently, and occasionally asked Wen Wan about something she didn't understand, but because of Wen Wan's heavy body, Song Jiao didn't dare to trouble her too much, so she held back and didn't ask any questions that were not important.

Hearing that the eldest brother will stay at home for a while, her eyes lit up, "Brother, there are a lot of things I don't understand, can I ask you later?"

Song Yuanbao glanced at Song Jiao thoughtfully, and suddenly laughed, "It's different to marry a scholar. The hard work is almost as good as that of a big brother like me."

Song Jiao's face was heated by what he said, and she said angrily: "Study is my own business, what's the matter with Mr. Liang?"

Seeing his cousin's lack of face, Song Yuanbao calmed down and stopped teasing her, saying that it was ok, he would go to see his grandma later, he would go to the study in the outer courtyard to study, and he could ask any questions he wanted.

Song Jiao was overjoyed, "Thank you, brother."

Song Yuanbao asked her, "How many ceremonies have the Liang family celebrated?"

A thin layer of blush floated on Song Jiao's delicate face, and she said in a low voice, "It is said that I will be hired after the Mid-Autumn Festival. As for the wedding date..."

At this point, Song Jiao turned her head to look at Wen Wan who was sitting on Luo Han's bed.

Wen Wan said: "I haven't seen the wedding date yet, I guess it will be next spring at the earliest."

Song Yuanbao said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, all the cousins ​​in the family have reached the age of marriage."

He is obviously a 15-year-old boy, but he uttered such a sentence with vicissitudes of life, which is completely inconsistent with his usual willful and free-spirited temperament.

Wen Wan laughed at him, "Every time you came back, you said that you lived in the palace like the sun, but now that you really came back, you said that time flies, isn't that contradictory?"

Song Yuanbao didn't feel too embarrassed, "I'm just complaining when I have nothing to do. Besides, people will grow up. When I complained, I was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Dad said , I have experienced a lot, my mentality has changed, and my views on many things will also change accordingly. Two years ago, I complained that life was like a year, but it doesn’t mean that I still think so two years later, after all, I am 15 years old this year.”

It was rare for Wen Wan to see him seriously reasoning with others, so she smiled and said that what you said was right.

Jinbao still has class in the afternoon, so he couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to take a nap first.

Song Yuanbao sat down and talked with Wen Wan and Song Jiao for a while, then got up and went to Rong'an Hall
Father Song was weeding the flowers and trees with a small hoe in his hand. When he saw his grandson enter the door, a smile appeared on his old face, "Yuan Bao, when did you come back?"

Song Yuanbao said that he just had lunch at Qingteng Residence not long after he arrived.

Father Song put down his hoe, wiped his hands, and let him sit in the main room.

Mrs. Song was taking a lunch break, and Mrs. Song didn't wake her up. The grandfather and grandson were talking in the main room.

Song Yuanbao recalled what Wen Wan said earlier that he saw each other less often, and looked up carefully at Father Song. He saw that Grandpa's temples had turned gray at some point, and the creases on his face seemed to be chiseled out bit by bit by some blunt instrument. , suddenly felt sad, "Grandpa, are you and grandma still in good health?"

"It's tough." Father Song said: "During the spring plowing period, your grandma and I took Jinbao to Zhuangzi to do farm work for a few days, exercising our muscles and bones. Up to now, we haven't had any headaches yet."

Afraid that Song Yuanbao would ask about Mrs. Song's illness, Father Song quickly changed the subject, saying that you can come back when you come back, why did you move all the beds of the NPC prince?It's not like there's nothing at home.

Song Yuanbao: "...Grandpa, that's not his bed, it's just an empty bed left unused in the palace. I entered the palace as a student for two years and gave it to me."

Father Song said that he had seen gold, silver, precious stones and jade, but he had never seen anyone send a bed, and asked Song Yuanbao if he was particular about it.

Song Yuanbao: "It's nothing special. I recognize the bed and get used to it. Let someone move it back."

He really just liked the miraculous effect of that bed, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, but when he explained this to his grandfather, the old man might not understand it, so Song Yuanbao simply made an excuse.

(End of this chapter)