Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 63 When did the father-in-law move?

After those people had completely fled away, Song Yuanbao stopped the fake crying, covered his stomach and laughed so hard, "Hahaha, I'm so happy, a bunch of idiots who have never seen the world!"

Wen Wan lit the oil lamp and hung it on the tree branch, and pulled the vines to weave long ropes by the light.

Song Yuanbao asked her, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Wen Wan pointed to the baskets and shovel tools outside.

Song Yuanbao immediately understood, and the old god said, "It's all from the grandchildren who are filial, don't reject it for nothing, and sell it to the second grandfather in the east of the village after dragging it back. The price is lower, and you can exchange a few more." Copper envoy."

Wen Wan rolled his eyes at him: Why are you swearing?
Song Yuanbao muttered, "Mother heard it just now, it was they who took the initiative to call me 'Little Ancestor'."

Wen Wan still disagreed, and frowned, telling him not to speak like that again in the future.

If it's an adult, the designation is just a joke, and it's over, but Yuan Bao is just a child, and the child can pick up words and follow suit.If you don't stop him, let him think that it's good to say that, and what should I do if I see those people just now again in the future and say that my slip of the tongue will cause disaster?
In Song Yuanbao's impression, a gentle person, as his name suggests, has always been gentle and soft, with an unbelievably good temper, and this is the first time he has seen him so serious like tonight, he was a little frightened, and instantly wilted Go down, lower your head and whisper: "Mom, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare again."

Wen Wan finally bent her lips and rubbed his head, the familiar gentleness of Song Yuanbao returned to her face.

In order to please Wen Wan, Song Yuanbao took the initiative to take the rattan rope in her hand, tied the bamboo baskets together, and when he dragged them back to the village, he himself sent them to the second grandfather's house to sell.

The second grandpa used to weave baskets to go to the town to exchange money on weekdays. Tonight, these baskets are quite new, and if they are sold at a low price, he will definitely accept them.

Eight baskets, plus a hoe and iron catalpa, were exchanged for twenty cash in total.

Less is a little less, but in the final analysis, it is also money picked up for nothing.

Song Yuanbao came back happily carrying the copper plate.

Wen Wan is still waiting under the big tree.

Song Yuanbao didn't have any left, so he gave all the copper coins to Wen Wan.

Wen Wan counted ten and kept them, and returned the remaining ten.

Song Yuanbao didn't answer, with a droopy face, "Yuanbao said something wrong tonight to make your mother unhappy, so I shouldn't ask for this money."

Such a good attitude of admitting mistakes, of course, should be rewarded, Wen Wan finally gave him the ten copper coins, and the two ticked off, saying that only the two of them knew what happened tonight, and no one would say anything about it.

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After tossing and tossing for most of the night, Song Yuanbao fell asleep not long after returning.

Wen Wan pushed open the door of the bedroom, the oil lamp was still on, Song Wei was bending over beside the canopy bed to pack up his outfit for going to Fucheng tomorrow morning, when he heard the door open, he paused for a moment before raising his head, "Where did you go?" ?”

It was clearly a voice so calm that he couldn't distinguish between moods and anger, but it made someone with a "guilty heart" hear the smell of interrogation.

Wen Wan took a deep breath and pointed in the direction of her mother's house with her finger.

Song Wei slowly put the folded clothes into the bag, straightened the cuffs, and walked towards her.

Wen Wan didn't dare to move, her back was pressed tightly against the door panel, she held her breath, twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled fakely.

Song Wei stood still in front of her, supported the door panel with one hand, bent slightly, put the tip of his nose against her neck and sniffed, then stretched out his hand and put it on her head.

Wen Wan seemed to have an electric current running through her body, she trembled uncontrollably, and she heard him say: "Your body smells like rapeseed flowers outside the village, a fresh pine needle is stuck on your hair, and the soles of your feet are trampled on the black mud of the pine tree slope. When did father-in-law move in?"

Wen Wan: "..."

(End of this chapter)