Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 530 The Logic of Jinbao (1 more)
Wen Wan felt that she had slept for a very long time. In the dream, there was a husband, a treasure, and a baby who was just born and could only cry.

Milk Baby's voice was so high-pitched and thin that it made her have a splitting headache.

Frowning, Wen Wan opened her eyes, stared at the curtain for a long time before realizing that she had given birth, and the little thing in her stomach finally came to fruition.

She turned her head, and lay beside her was a pink and purple jacquard swaddle. The little thing in the swaddle had just been fed by the nanny and was already fast asleep. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was small. It looked like Jinbao when he was just born, but Not as fat as Jinbao back then.

Yun Cai came in with warm water, ready to wipe Wen Wan's face before letting her eat.

Wen Wan looked at Yun Yun squatting on the ground twisting the towel, and asked in a low voice, "Is the little thing a boy or a girl?"

Yun Cai raised her head and said, "Return to Madam, it's a girl."

"Girl..." Wen Wan smiled, "As expected, Qi Bao came first."

Saying that, Wen Wan propped herself up and sat on the head of the bed, hugging the little thing in her arms, seeing her sleeping soundly, her heart was so soft that it was a mess.

"Ma'am, come and wipe your face. Linglong has already gone to the back kitchen to serve food, and she will be there in a while."

Wen Wan turned her head to the side, allowing Yun Cai to wipe her face, and asked: "Is the master back yet?"

"The master arrived at the mansion just a quarter of an hour before my sister landed." When Yun Cai said this, he hesitated for a moment.

Wen Wan had a keen mind, and when she saw something was wrong, she hurriedly asked, "Is he hurt?"

Yun Cai nodded reluctantly, "How did Madam know?"

"I dreamed about it." Wen Wan lied casually, annoyed and funny, "This person is really..."

After being an official for so many years, the bad luck on her body has not diminished but increased. She even asked for a peace talisman for him, but it didn't work at all?

Wen Wan really couldn't figure out how a person could be so unlucky, and that bad luck, official luck couldn't offset it.

In case she ages ahead of him in a few decades, what can he do alone?

Hearing Madam's sigh, Yun Cai said: "The doctor went to see it, and said that the master treated it in a timely manner, the injury is not too serious, and he can recover after a period of quiet rest."

Having said that, Wen Wan was still worried and asked Yun Cai to invite Song Wei to the front yard.

Yun Cai walked out with the copper basin in his hand.

Not long after, Linglong brought chicken soup.

Wen Wan lost her appetite for the time being, so she asked her to put it on the table first, holding Qi Bao in her arms, and glanced at the curtain from time to time.

When Song Wei came, he saw her sitting on the couch without taking a sip of the chicken soup, so he asked aloud, "Can't you drink it?"

Wen Wan didn't answer, and turned her eyes to his re-bandaged left arm, "How did you do it?"

Song Wei's face was calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "I was accidentally crushed by the cargo while transporting the wood."

"Fractured?"

"It's just a minor fracture, not serious."

Wen Wan couldn't help but snorted, "It's not serious, then feed me soup."

Hearing his wife's secret annoyance and deliberate embarrassment, the corners of Song Wei's lips curled up, as if he was going to take the soup pot on the table.

Wen Wan hurriedly shouted, "Linglong!"

Linglong retreated to stay outside after delivering the chicken soup earlier, and came in immediately after hearing the sound, "What's your order, madam?"

"Bring me the soup." Wen Wan said, gently put down Qi Bao.

The little girl was very sleepy after eating, and she didn't wake up after being hugged for so long.

Linglong served Wen Wan the soup ahead of Song Wei.

Wen Wan worked hard all night, Qi Bao has been in a coma since he was born, and he was already hungry, so smelling the aroma of chicken soup, he couldn't hold back, and he didn't care to talk to Song Wei, so he drank half a bowl first.

Song Wei sat in front of the couch, looking at his wife with calm and gentle eyes.

After she finished drinking the soup, Song Wei said, "Wanwan, you've worked hard."

Wen Wan let out a long breath cooperatively, "I have to worry about the child and you at the same time, can you not work hard? Mr. Song, when will you let me relax?"

Linglong covered her mouth and smiled.

Song Wei told her to pack up the soup bowls and leave first.

Afraid of disturbing Qi Bao's sleep, Wen Wan lowered her voice and murmured, "When I went to ask for the peace talisman, I endured the pain and donated a lot of sesame oil money, but it didn't work at all. If I had known earlier, why should I spend that money?" Wrong money?"

Song Wei smiled, "Take it as accumulating blessings for Qibao."

What the man said made Wen Wan choke, and she had no words to refute.

After being silent for a while, I asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Song Wei didn't answer but instead asked, "Did you feel any pain when Qi Bao was born?"

That extremely gentle voice made Wen Wan feel aggrieved all of a sudden.

"It hurts to death." She sniffed, "It's like being hacked into pieces, I feel like I'm dead again."

When Wen Wan said this, she quietly raised her eyes to look at the man, and suddenly found that there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his eyes were black and blue, which was obviously caused by staying up late.

It is rare for a person who has always been calm and upright to be impatient. Wen Wan can imagine that he rushed all night because he was in a hurry to come back to accompany her.

Suddenly no words came out of his mouth.

Song Wei stretched out his movable right hand, wrapping her fingers into his generous and warm palm.

He didn't make a sound, but Wen Wan almost felt the restless heart of the man.

He wasn't there when Jinbao was born, but when he arrived at Qibao, he happened to catch up, and then he heard her say that giving birth was like dying once.

Song Wei rarely showed his emotions, even at this moment, all the inner drama was only expressed in the hand holding her, tightening it tighter and tighter, and at the same time he was a little cautious, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Probably for Song Wei, this is the real feeling of being a father for the first time, filled with anxiety and anticipation.

There was a moment of silence in the room, Wen Wan withdrew her hand, hugged Qi Bao, and approached him, "Look carefully, does it look like you?"

Song Wei lowered his gaze, and saw his little girl huddled in her swaddling clothes, sleeping soundly, inexplicably making people want to protect her.

He had never seen such a small child, Yuan Bao was only brought out after the full moon.

Qi Bao was just born, and her facial features were very small, incomparable to that of the full moon, but Song Wei didn't feel disgusted, touched her lips with his fingers, and the little girl smacked her lips unconsciously.

It's hard to imagine that before, it was still a chubby ball staying in Wanwan's stomach, but now it has become a lively little life.

That is his flesh and blood, connected by blood.

It was not the first time Song Wei became a father, but it was the first time he had such feelings.

On the first day of giving birth, Wen Wan didn't have much energy, and she started to feel sleepy after sitting with Song Wei for a while.

Just about to lie down and take a nap, Jinbao's voice came from outside.

The little guy had just finished school, and when he heard that his mother had given birth to a younger sister, he ran this way immediately, and the maids couldn't stop him.

"Mother~"

The little guy rushed in, staring at the swaddling baby on the couch with his black eyes.

When he got closer and saw his sister's appearance clearly, Jin Bao was full of disgust, "Qi Bao is so small and ugly!"

Wen Wan said: "You didn't see where you were going when you were just born."

"No!" The little guy snorted twice, "Grandma said I'll be good-looking when I'm born."

"It was your grandma who lied to you to make you happy."

"I don't care." Jin Bao said, "Anyway, I didn't see it myself when I was ugly, so it doesn't count if you say it."

"..." Wen Wan is convinced by this logic.

As if to prove it, Jinbao looked at Song Wei who was sitting in front of the couch, "Dad, do you think so?"

Song Wei echoed it with dignity, "Jinbao looks good anytime."

The little guy was finally satisfied and laughed happily twice.

Wen Wan asked him if he was hungry.

The little guy nodded, touched his stomach again and said he was hungry.

Without waiting for Wen Wan to say more, Song Wei stood up directly and said to Jin Bao, "I'll take you to the outer courtyard for dinner."

Jin Bao refused to leave, "I want to eat with my mother."

"Your mother has eaten."

Jin Bao asked, "What about my sister?"

Song Wei was very patient, "My sister has eaten too."

"What did she eat?"

Wen Wan: "..."

This brat, when he's lazy, doesn't like to say a word, when he's not lazy, he asks one question after another, it's endless.

"Jinbao." Wen Wan reminded him, "Your father was injured, he didn't have the energy to answer your many questions, so he went to the outer court in a while, shut up and eat, do you hear me?"

Jin Bao said "Oh", and when he followed his father out, he was still asking, "Will my sister eat crystal cake?"

Song Wei seemed to answer something, and his deep and pleasant voice floated back from the window.

Gentle and speechless.

……

Song Wei came to the outer courtyard with Jinbao, and happened to run into Song Yuanbao who had returned from a trip.

Looking at Song Wei, Song Yuanbao hesitated to speak.

Song Wei knew about this son, and something was wrong since he first came back, but at that time his heart was all on his wife and daughter, and he had no time to care about other things.

Now that they met, he pretended to be casual and asked, "Does Yuan Bao have anything to say?"

(End of this chapter)