Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 814 Difficult to Handle (1 More)
An autumn rain stopped the Song family from returning to Beijing.

In the bedroom of the main room, an elderly doctor was taking the pulse of Mrs. Song, who had a cold towel on her forehead.

Father Song, Song Erlang and Wen Wan watched nervously from the side.

Erlang's wife was still asleep in her room.

Jinbao, Qibao and Duobao were locked in the East Wing and were not allowed to come out.

Song Wei stood in the courtyard holding an umbrella, and asked Song Yuanbao's book boy Duan Yan, "Have you asked someone to urge the young master?"

Duan Yan nodded hastily, "I've already gone, maybe the county school is a little far away, master don't worry, the young master will be back."

Song Yuanbao also left the house early in the morning to find his classmate reunion and brought Ye Ling with him in order to let her see Pingjiang County, where he was born and raised.

Song Wei frowned, "You have made a hard trip to Shanghe Village, please ask the patriarch to gather the tribe as soon as possible, and I will follow to worship the ancestors."

Since you can't leave right away, do the important things in advance.

Duan Yan got the order, put on the coir raincoat and went outside to drive the carriage towards Shanghe Village.

At this time, a low voice suddenly came from outside, and after a while, Song Yuanbao and Ye Ling appeared at the gate.

As soon as the two spared the shadow wall, they saw Song Wei standing in the courtyard with an umbrella, his face very heavy.

The boy who went to urge him didn't say anything, Song Yuanbao thought Song Wei blamed him for going out for so long, and went up to explain: "The party was over long ago, so I took A Yao around."

Ye Ling's situation was very embarrassing, and it was inconvenient to salute while holding an umbrella, so she had to lower her head and call out to her father in a weak voice.

Song Wei was silent for a long time before saying, "Go in and see the old lady."

No matter how you hear this, it is not auspicious.

Song Yuanbao's heart skipped a beat, followed by a change in expression, "What's wrong with grandma?"

Song Wei didn't explain, he heard Qi Bao crying in the east wing, turned around and went to coax the baby.

Song Yuanbao and Ye Ling glanced at each other, and seeing Ye Ling's eyes were red, Song Yuanbao said softly, "Don't be afraid, baby, nothing will happen."

As he spoke, he shook her little cold hand.

The couple walked to the door and put away the umbrellas, and when they opened the curtain, they saw Yunxia Linglong and the little girls secretly wiping away their tears.

Song Yuanbao's complexion was even worse, he quickened his pace and went straight to the inside without asking any questions.

The old doctor had just felt the pulse, and frowned and said that the old lady was angry, she had to be warmed up, rested, not tossed and tired, let alone stimulated.

Song Yuanbao was puzzled when he heard this, "Who made grandma so angry?"

Father Song glanced at the young couple covered in rain and dew, sighed, and said nothing.

Father Song didn't say a word, and Song Erlang didn't dare to say more, he was upset at the moment, he only hated that Ningzhou was too far away from the capital, and when he returned to Beijing, Jiaojiao might have already been buried.

Although Song Yuanbao looked careless on weekdays, his thoughts were not rough. He noticed that the eye sockets of everyone in the room were red to varying degrees. He finally locked his eyes on Wen Wan, walked up to her, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, What the hell happened?"

Wen Wan glanced at the bluffing mother-in-law on the bed, and didn't dare to mention Song Jiao in front of her. She just winked at the young couple, then turned and went out, and stood outside the door with the curtain drawn.

Song Yuanbao and Ye Ling hurriedly followed.

Song Yuanbao had never seen such a heavy and solemn atmosphere at home, he felt flustered for no reason, and his voice trembled, "Mother..."

"Your eldest sister is gone." Wen Wan didn't know how much courage she mustered to say this, "You thank uncle Zheng for writing the letter, read it yourself."

She was really powerless to explain, so she had to show Xie Zheng's letter to Song Yuanbao.

After Song Yuanbao finished watching, he immediately clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "That little..."

He originally wanted to scold "little bitch", but when he realized that he was in front of his elders, he stopped, "When I return to Beijing, I will never spare her!"

Ye Ling worried: "I saw that the old lady was seriously ill, and she might not be able to leave for a while."

The gentle eye sockets are gradually moistening, and the nails are firmly digging at the palms. The troubles are not limited to this one. Once the old lady returns to Beijing...

The premonition that flashed in her mother-in-law's room before flashed across her mind, and she only felt that her chest was stabbed, and it hurt her heart.

Sniffing, trying to calm himself down, he asked Song Yuanbao gently, "Where's your father?"

"Father went to the east wing." Song Yuanbao pointed, "Qi Bao seemed to be crying earlier."

Wen Wan didn't pay attention to the two of them anymore, and didn't hold an umbrella, she walked for a while in the rain, and saw Song Wei coming out just outside the door of the East Wing.

Seeing her getting wet, Song Wei pursed his lips, "Why don't you hold an umbrella?"

Wen Wan lowered her head and didn't answer, she said after a while: "Master, let mother stay in Ningzhou, we will go back to Beijing by ourselves."

Seeing that something was wrong with her, Song Wei leaned over to open the curtain for her, "Talk from the room."

Wen Wan followed the trend and walked in, Qi Bao was tired from crying and fell asleep on the small couch, Jin Bao and Duo Bao sat obediently in the inner room, they probably sensed that the atmosphere was not right and didn't dare to make trouble.

Wen Wan sat at the round table in the outer room, her voice was indescribably uncomfortable, almost bursting into tears, "I have a bad feeling, if mother follows us back to Beijing, Song Qi will be mad at her."

Fearing that Song Wei couldn't bear it, she didn't dare to say that once her mother-in-law died, Song Wei would have to resign and return to Ningzhou to guard for three years.

The state of Chu puts filial piety first, so there is such a rule that any official, no matter where he works, as long as his parents die, he has to resign and return to his ancestral home to observe filial piety. This is called "Ding You".

Moreover, within these three years, the imperial court shall not force him to handle government affairs, let alone appoint him at will, otherwise it is called "taking love".

Song Wei's handsome face was slightly pale.

Wen Wan continued: "Jiao Jiao's death made my mother feel guilty, she must hate Song Qi to death right now, so..."

"This matter is very difficult." Song Wei was rarely worried.

No one knows his mother's temperament better than him. In this matter, it is impossible for mother to stand by and watch, let alone hide in Ningzhou. If anyone forces her to stay, something will happen.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Wei finished speaking, Yunxia trotted over to the east chamber from the main room, and because there was no maid guarding outside, she had to call through the door, "Is the master and madam inside?"

Wen Wan responded, "Yes, come in!"

Yunxia came in through the curtain, bowed her knees and saluted the two of them.

Wen Wan asked: "Has the doctor left?"

"Let's go." Yunxia nodded, "Linglong and the others are decocting medicine."

"Then what are you doing here?"

Yunxia's expression was a little struggling, and she said after a long time: "The old lady asked me to ask Mrs. Master why you haven't arranged for someone to leave for Beijing."

After Wen Wan listened, she looked at Song Wei.

Maybe it was because she was holding a breath in her heart, even though she was so angry that she vomited blood, the old lady still squinted her eyelids.

Since she was awake, she must have heard the old doctor's words just now, and she asked to return to the capital after hearing it. It can be seen that she was extremely angry, and Song Qi couldn't swallow it unless she dealt with it personally.

Seeing that Song Wei was silent, Yun Xia suddenly burst into tears, "Master, madam, the old lady is in a very bad situation, if she returns to Beijing at this time, something will happen, you guys have to think of a way, you have to wait until you are all done before you leave. !"

Song Wei stood up, "I'll go see her."

Yunxia breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Song Wei out of the east chamber, heading for the old lady's house.

Seeing Song Wei coming in, Mrs. Song closed her eyes, as if trying to calm down, and then asked him, "Are you all ready?"

Song Wei said: "It's raining outside, it's not suitable to go out."

"If you don't leave, you won't even be able to see my granddaughter's bones!" Mrs. Song suddenly became angry, her eyes widened. "Is it raining and it's hard to walk, or are you going to leave me here?"

"Mother, the matter of the ancestral hall has just been finalized, and the ancestor worship has not yet been officially made, so my son can't leave."

Song Wei sat down in front of the couch and reached out to pull the quilt for her.

"You can't go, I'll go!" Song Pozi's chest rose and fell sharply, and her breathing began to be short.

"Ningzhou is too far away from the capital city. No matter how anxious you are this evening, you won't be able to arrive right away." Song Wei tried his best to reassure her, "After the rain stops tonight, and my mother is better, we will leave early tomorrow morning."

Hearing these words, Mrs. Song finally calmed down, and snorted coldly, "Don't judge me, I don't know what you two are planning, I will definitely go back to the capital, and I will deal with Song Qi's bastard with my own hands. Yes, if you dare to stop me, you will force me to die in Ningzhou!"

Song Wei took a deep breath, he knew it would be like this, mother has been strong all her life, even if she fell ill, she would not give in, not to mention that things are so big, she is angry in her heart, if she doesn't let her go, she might die of anger in Ning state.

"No one is stopping you." Song Wei said: "Rest well, take medicine on time, and if you feel better tomorrow, then leave early."

After giving instructions, he left the house.

When it was getting dark, Duan Yan came back from Shanghe Village, saying that the patriarch had gone door-to-door to notify Song Wei when he would go to worship the ancestors.

Song Wei's handsome face hidden in the night was more dignified than ever before, and he only replied two words, "Right away."

　I thickened the lid of the pot today...top first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)