Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 25

After Mrs. Wen spoke for a while, she sent everyone away, leaving only Wen Mianmian alone.

Looking at her granddaughter who had obviously changed a lot, the old lady, who had been tensed all the time, softened two points on her face, and even her voice became gentler.

"Well, why did you suddenly fall into a coma? Fortunately, you woke up, but do you think something is wrong?"

Wen Mianmian stepped forward with a smile, and sat next to the old lady, "I don't know, I feel like I slept for a long time, and when I woke up, my whole body was soft and I didn't have any strength."

"It's not that I have no strength after sleeping for so long."

The granddaughter, who has gradually become a girl, is sitting beside her. The old lady wants to squeeze her hand, but after thinking about it, she puts it down.

If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain. Wen Mianmian, who has been looking at the old lady carefully, stretches out her hand, hugs the old lady's hand in both hands, and asks softly, "Grandma, why did you come back? "

"I miss my grandmother these days when my grandmother is gone. Grandma doesn't even know. I come to Hanyuan every day now."

The old lady was a little happy, and her voice was softer. "Grandmother is not here, what are you doing here?"

"Grandma is not here but grandfather is." Wen Mianmian said cheerfully: "When I saw my grandfather, I thought of my grandmother. It just so happened that they didn't go to college recently. My father and brother both said that my handwriting was so ugly. Recently My grandfather taught me to write."

The skin under the old lady's clothes was obviously tight, and Wen Mianmian didn't seem to notice, and continued: "It's fine now that grandma is back, and you can watch me practice calligraphy."

The old lady immediately smiled lightly, "Your words should be practiced well, how is your practice?"

"Great progress." Seeing that she was willing to continue talking, Wen Mianmian smiled even more happily, "Grandfather's handwriting is very good, and he has also taught me with intentions in the past few days. He has made more progress than ever."

The old lady changed the subject and asked about her recent work and rest. When she learned that she was obediently in the mansion, she patted the back of her hand, "Grandma is tired, let's rest for a while."

Wen Mianmian got up quickly, curtseyed, "Grandma rest first, I'm going to find grandfather to practice calligraphy."

Looking at the back of her leaving happily, the old lady had a hint of inquiry in her eyes, and the mama who was waiting close to her picked up the curtain and came in to help her to rest, and said as she walked: "I heard that the girl has come to see the old man every day these few days, my ancestors. Sun and the two get along very well."

The old lady walked straight to the back room, sat down and said indifferently, "It's not surprising that there is his blood flowing on her body."

Madam Hua added: "It is said that the girl has changed a lot after being ill this time. Apart from getting closer to the old man, her relationship with the wife has also improved a lot. Young Master Qing just plays in Caiyunju when he is free."

All these were just told to her by the old woman who was serving in the courtyard, which surprised her greatly.

The old lady's eyelashes trembled and she didn't continue to speak, so the Hua Mammy stopped talking, and after supporting the old lady to lie down, she turned around and walked out.

In the wing next door, the old man rubbed his hands very anxiously, "Your grandmother really didn't say anything?"

"No, don't worry."

Wen Mianmian started to move the set of things she used to practice calligraphy, and couldn't help but exhort, "I will practice calligraphy every day, grandfather, do you remember what I said?"

The old man nodded quickly, "Let's still practice calligraphy under the osmanthus tree in the yard. Grandfather should hold his head high, be calm, neither humble nor arrogant, try not to make your grandmother hate it, and let her slowly like it."

"Yes, let's go."

Wen Mianmian walked out holding the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the old man hurried to keep up. Therefore, when the mother and grandmother came out of the house, she saw the grandparents and grandsons practicing calligraphy in the courtyard very intently.

The old man and woman who had been secretly 'monitoring' came to Hua Mammy's side, murmured and winked for a while, and Hua Mama took a few more careful glances before turning around and busy.

When Wen Mian and his son returned from the military department in the evening, they went to the Hanyuan to see the old lady at the first time, and it was not until they saw their own son, the old lady, that there was a sense of joy in the eyes.

"The mother hurried back all the way, it must be due to the fatigue of the boat and the car, and the son is unfilial."

The old lady hurriedly sat him down and said gently: "If such a big thing happened in the mansion, you should have given me news earlier. Although I can't help, it will always be better in the mansion."

"Fortunately, this child Mianmian came here without any danger. Otherwise, how could she live up to her mother's dying request?"

After speaking, he turned his eyes on Wen Lingxiao again, and was even happier when he saw this eldest grandson, "Xiao Ting seems to be a little taller than before, waiting for the Mian Mian thing to pass, will take Xiao Ting's lifelong event. Do it."

Xiao Ting is Wen Lingxiao's small character. When he talked about his marriage happily, the smile on his face faded by two points, and then he cupped his hands and smiled: "The grandson has already invited his mother a few days ago. To help Xiang see a sweet person, the mother's meaning is that she will start her grandson after she is busy with her sister's affairs."

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of Wen Wen Mian. The eyes of the father and son met, and they immediately understood. Wen Wen Mian immediately took the words and said, "This kid is also at the age to start a family. Earlier, he was not in a hurry. Now that I have the mind, I know that I took the initiative to invite her mother."

"Her mother has already told me a few families, and when the Mianmian matter is settled, she can start looking at it and try to welcome her in the door next year."

The father and son sang and tried to get around the matter. The old lady's face gradually became unpleasant, and she snorted coldly, "Seeing each other?"

"Who do you want to see? Who do you want to see?"

His eyes swept across the father and son, and finally fell on Wen Mian, asking, "Have you forgotten everything your uncle told you earlier?"

It was a matter of his son's marriage, and the clerk Mian didn't plan to deal with it vaguely, and said directly, "My son is not going to let the Liu family's daughter come in. It's not like this cousin marrying a cousin."

"Furthermore, that woman Liu Qinghua can't be the daughter-in-law of my general's mansion, let alone be the mistress of the house in the future of my general's mansion. Mother don't need to mention this matter again."

The room was suddenly silent, and the old lady's eyes fell on Wen Wen Mian. After a long time, she closed her eyes, "I'm tired."

Wen Lingxiao stood up and bowed respectfully with Wen Lingxiao, and then the father and son withdrew together.

For the Liu family, the father and son were a little more unhappy in their hearts.

The banquet that was supposed to be lively and lively has also changed because the old lady shied away from being tired and didn't attend.

Wen Mianmian didn't know why, all she knew in her mind was that the relationship between the old lady and the people in the mansion was not really a good one, and she actually felt a little alienated even towards her own son. She really didn't understand why.

(End of this chapter)