Nongmen Space: The wife of the chief assistant is busy raising a baby

Chapter 644 The Secret Talk
"Guess who came back today?"

Xu Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at the motionless man in front of her. Song Wushao frowned, maybe she was too anxious to go home, and there were still quite a few drops of water on the tip of her nose. She gently touched the tip of her nose with her fingertips. Song Wushao smiled at her, looking at her mischief, there was infinite tenderness in his eyes.

"It's Dabao!"

Xu Miaomiao took a step forward, grabbed Song Wushao's arm, and looked at his tender mouth.

Hearing this, Song Wushao nodded slightly, his bland cheeks did not show the slightest expression of hiding from the rain, as if the person Xu Miaomiao mentioned was just an ordinary person and had nothing to do with him.

Xu Miaomiao understood that Song Wushao didn't care about anything, and didn't care much about his indifference, but she kept tugging on Song Wushao's sleeves and whispered in his ear. He kept muttering: "Today I want to order something delicious. Dabao has been studying outside for the past few years. I think it's been a long time since I tasted my craft. I want him to have a good taste."

"Ah."

"I still need to measure for him and make some new clothes. Even in Nangong Mansion, there will definitely be no shortage of food and clothing, but I still want to make some for him."

"Ah."

"There are also shoes. I have learned from Liu Niang and Weiwei for a long time. This time I will definitely be able to make a pair of beautiful and comfortable shoes for him."

For the previous questions, Song Wushao nodded one by one and responded to Xu Miaomiao, but when he heard her question, he froze in place and didn't say a word.

Seeing that the person next to him didn't move, Xu Miaomiao didn't know how to take a step forward, walked to his side and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Wushao's spotless brows also showed a few wrinkles, staring at Xu Miaomiao, his eyes were tender and tender, but filled with distress: "You have never made shoes for me."

Hearing Song Wushao's words, Xu Miaomiao understood what he meant, smiled at Song Wushao, and tried to touch Song Wushao's bun with his toes.

Sensing his intention, Song Wushao bent over and let her make trouble on top of his head.

It is said that the forehead is the place to receive the sun's rays, and besides, in the age of men, he is willing to bow his head for her.

"People who are so old are still jealous of their own children."

Withdrawing her hand, Xu Miaomiao formally looked at Song Wushao's cheek and said, "If you don't mind, I'll make it for you first."

"You gave it, and you won't dislike it."

Song Wushao's gaze was so hot that Xu Miaomiao's heart trembled.

"Father!"

A cry broke the tranquility, Dabao walked towards the two quickly, and when he saw Song Wushao, he was overjoyed.

Song Wushao, on the other hand, was disturbed by this sudden interruption, frowned, and looked up at Dabao.

"Even if your father and son meet, I won't bother you here, remember to come for dinner later."

Xu Miaomiao waved at them while smiling, and left in a hurry.

It's almost winter time, even if the snow is coming, the fierce wind and frost will blow away all the leaves on your fingers.

There was a stone platform under the tree, the man was dressed in a black robe, his arrogant eyes seemed to ignore everything, the same was true for the young man standing beside him, his thin lips showed a hint of laughter, staring at the man opposite.

"Come back today. I have been away from my father for a long time. I don't know how my father is doing."

"all good."

Song Wushao's thin lips parted slightly, obviously exuding a trace of warmth, but also revealing alienation and identity.

Seeing this, Dabao was not in a hurry, but looked a little serious, staring at Song Wushao, and said seriously: "Father, I am not coming back this time just to visit relatives, I am afraid that Nangong Mansion and the Prince's Mansion may have to take action." , I know that my father has always supported the fifth prince, and his subordinates will definitely take action, but I still want to remind my father that His Royal Highness is the one expected by everyone, and he is also the legitimate heir of the Southern Dynasty."

Dabao didn't raise his head, but he already felt that the eyes of the man opposite him were getting colder, as cold as if he wanted to eat people, so cold that he wanted to tear him apart.

If it is carried out, the two sons hide from the progeny, one is the prince who was loyal to the Nangong family, and the other is his own father, he doesn't know how to choose.

Today, it is better to simply explain everything clearly. If there is such a day, there is no other way.

Song Wushao kept silent, and Dabao's heart became even heavier.

"Needless to say, although you and I are father and son, I haven't taught you anything, let alone raised you, do what you want, don't worry about me, but if that day really comes, I won't bother I will show mercy to you."

After finishing speaking, Song Wushao left, taking away a gust of cold wind.

Dabao heaved a sigh of relief, staring at the man's leaving figure and pondering. He has been with Mr. Nangong for several years. He has met many capable people and righteous people, and he also understands a lot of political tactics, but he has never understood Song Song. Wu Shao couldn't even figure out his thoughts.

The two were relieved, but Xu Miaomiao, who was standing behind the tree and listening to all this, felt troubled.

Song Wushao supported the five princes. In the original book, the five princes also won. Someone said that the prince was alone, and even the century-old Nangong family was eradicated by Song Wushao. What should I do? Is it right or wrong to go to Dabao to study art in Nangongfu Middle School?

If one day, the two of them face each other with swords, they are afraid that they will die of heartache.

After reflecting, everyone was already sitting in their seats, waiting for the table to start.

Although others didn't notice it, Xu Miaomiao clearly felt that the situation of the two father and son was obviously wrong, but he didn't make it clear.

"Why are you staring blankly? This is the wine my mother sent me. The craftsmanship of wine making at home, if my mother endures the second, no one dares to be the first. You are all blessed today."

While talking, Gu Yuanniang filled everyone's cups, even Dabao, who had just turned 12, was poured half a glass.

Song Weiwei picked up the glass of wine, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then said: "It really is good wine, with a rich aroma, it is indeed a good glass of wine, it's amazing that I can drink such good wine by chance. Please, Dabao, if it wasn't because of Dabao, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to drink such good wine as ours."

Drink all the wine in the glass, it is indeed a good wine, Song Weiwei sighed contentedly.

Seeing them like this, Xu Miaomiao was also happy in her heart. She smiled at Song Weiwei, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She smiled and said nothing. Looking at Xu Miaomiao, she said, "Sister-in-law, this wine is delicious."

Gu Yuanniang also smiled and didn't say much.

"Weiwei, you have to be careful, don't get drunk."

(End of this chapter)