Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 264 Jinbao who is sick and needs someone to accompany him (1 more)
It seems that Lin Xiaorou really just came here to say goodbye.

After finishing speaking, he stood up and was about to leave.

Lin Xiaoyue called her, her voice was cold, "I have already written to our old lady, you'd better set off for Jeju now, otherwise things will get serious and your reputation that you don't already have will only get worse."

"Fame?" Lin Xiaorou paused, and suddenly let out a low laugh, "Sister, do you think I still care about that illusory reputation?"

"The Su family is not as simple as you imagined." Unable to get angry, Lin Xiaoyue could only try her best to persuade her for fear of hurting the child.

"I know." Lin Xiaorou said in a nonchalant tone, "Isn't it because the women in the mansion were a bit more cunning, and Aunt He was also involved? As long as Master Qi cares about me, I have nothing to be afraid of." ?”

"Innocent!"

Facing Lin Xiaoyue's cold sneer, Lin Xiaorou raised the corners of her lips, "I don't need to be a mistress, I'm just a concubine, what do I want to do so much? What's more, I'm going to the border area, not the Su family's mansion. How can I be afraid of those people in the mansion stretching out their hands?"

Lin Xiaoyue closed her eyes, and ordered the guards outside, "Come here, take Miss Rou back to the wing, and forbid her to step out of the room without my order."

This woman is a smart person, who knows what she is planning.

Qiye had just resumed his official position and was transferred outside. If something happened to her, would it ruin Qiye's life?

When Lin Xiaorou heard that she was going to be placed under house arrest, she immediately grimaced, "Lin Xiaoyue, no one like you! I don't have the guts to follow, and I don't allow others to follow. You're incompetent and you're justified?"

Early in the morning, knowing that she had misunderstood Su Qing, and being pestered by Lin Xiaorou, Lin Xiaoyue was a little tired, and didn't want to argue with her anymore, so she let the guards drag her down.

Lin Xiaorou's scolding outside the door got further and further away.

Lin Xiaoyue sat down, her eyes fell on the opened scriptures, but she couldn't calm down to copy.

After a while, she replaced rice paper with letterhead, and took a small brush from the pen holder again.

In the four years of marriage, Su Qing has never left the house, and she has never written a letter to him.

Therefore, she couldn't finish writing this beginning.

After finally writing a few sentences, I felt that it was inappropriate, so I crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it aside.

When Jin Zhi brought the bird's nest porridge, he saw several paper balls thrown on the ground.

Knowing that Grandma Seven was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to say anything. She put the bird's nest porridge on the small table, and silently bent down to pick up the paper ball.

Lin Xiaoyue didn't let her touch it, and let her go out.

Jin Zhi had no choice but to pile up all the balls of paper he picked up on the desk, and then quietly retreated.

Lin Xiaoyue held the brush in her hand, her thoughts wandering.

She thought of the man's silent reaction when she questioned Su Qing that night, and the imperceptible loneliness he showed when he left.

After a long time, Lin Xiaoyue lowered her eyelashes and wrote the first word on the paper.

……

On the night when Su Qing left the capital, he stayed in the post house and received the first letter from his wife in four years.

There are only a few words on it-everything is fine at home, don't read it.

After this sentence, Su Qing could feel the long pause of the writer, and then added four more words: Wang Jun cherishes it.

Probably because she was lazy when she was pregnant, Lin Xiaoyue's handwriting was just like her, lying on the ground lazily and not wanting to get up.

Su Qing seldom saw her write before, but he didn't expect to see her officially in the form of a letter. The soft font, coupled with the slight concern between the words, immediately made people feel ironic.

The guard who delivered the letter raised the corner of his eyes, and saw that the haze on his master Zijun's face was all dispelled because of the letter.

No need to think about it, the young couple reconciled again.

The guard felt happy for a while.

The master's life is easy, and their life as subordinates is not difficult.

"Master Qi, do you want to write a letter to Grandma Qi? This subordinate will take it back."

Even though he knew Qi Ye was in a good mood, the person who asked the question was as careful as possible.

Su Qing bent his lips, did not deliberately hide the joy in the corners of his eyes and brows, and quickly wrote back to Lin Xiaoyue.

He originally wanted her to take care of the baby at home and wait for him to return, but after thinking about it, he changed the sentence again.

So there was only one sentence left in the reply letter that Lin Xiaoyue received - it's time to practice the words.

Lin Xiaoyue tossed and turned, there was indeed nothing on that piece of paper except for these five words, she was speechless for a while, and looked up at the guard delivering the letter, "Except for this letter, Qi Ye didn't ask you to bring anything else?"

The guard shook his head, "No."

He asked again, "Would Grandma Seven want to reply?"

"No return!"

Lin Xiaoyue was already sitting in the study excitedly, planning to write back a letter to him after reading the letter, who would have thought that he would hurt her so much.

"Your master despises the ugliness of my handwriting and doesn't like to read it. What should I give him in return?"

After four years of marriage, it is the first time for the husband and wife to express the truest heart in the form of letters, which is a new attempt for Lin Xiaoyue.

Unable to communicate directly, using letters to advance layer by layer may really achieve unexpected results.

So even though she didn't answer what she said, she never left the study all day long and kept practicing.

……

When Su Qing received the second letter, he had already set off for three days.

He moved slowly to the wax seal, took out the paper inside, and found that it was full of insults to him.

The person who wrote the letter said that he had a poisonous mouth and didn't save any face for others.

He also said that he deserved no one to hurt him, and he didn't say in advance that he was leaving. It was early in the morning before dawn and he led people away like a thief.

She also threatened him that if he dared to despise her ugly handwriting, this letter would be the last one, and don't expect her to be sent again in the future.

Su Qing hardly had to think much, he could already clearly outline in his mind the little woman who was so angry that he jumped. She must be cursing while writing, and after scolding, she would crumple the written paper into a ball and not give it to him in anger. Send it off, regret it after kneading it, and pick up the pen to write again.

Irritable and irritable, he loses his temper at every turn, flatters and flatters him when he can't win him, and acts like a spoiled dog.

This is the most original and real Lin Xiaoyue.

What he wanted was not her "gentleness and consideration" or "understanding".

Lin Xiaoyue like that is a puppet without a soul, and she regards herself as the seventh grandmother of the Su family, not Su Qing's woman.

At the end of this letter, a more pleasant smile appeared on Su Qing's face than the last one.

The guard who sent the letter came with trepidation, but happily returned with the letter.

Although it was hard work, it was worth it.

……

In the second letter Lin Xiaoyue received, Su Qing asked her if she hadn't washed her hands after eating, and there was a sour smell on the paper.

"..." Lin Xiaoyue's face was dark, and after a while, she threw the pen and exploded, "Whoever you love, I won't serve you anymore!"

-

A few days ago, little Jin Sun Jinbao, who had just been praised by his grandmother for his excellent health, happened to have a fever without warning one morning when his father went to school and his mother went to school.

When Song Wei and his wife went out, the little guy was fine.

After being picked up by grandma to change her clothes, things started to go wrong, one sneeze after another.

When Mrs. Song saw the little guy leaning on her arms listlessly, the breath coming out of her nose was hot, she was startled, she didn't eat breakfast, and immediately asked Mama Cao to call for a doctor outside.

The old doctor came very quickly, gave Jin Baohao a pulse, first prescribed a prescription, and then gave him a massage.

The little guy, who has never been sick, can no longer cheer up and make a fuss today. He lies quietly on the small couch, covered with a thick blanket, and occasionally coughs or two from his throat.

Even if the cough is not severe, it is inevitable to be worried in the ears of the grandmother.

The old doctor ordered a few words, and Madam Cao sent him away.

Mother Jin was decocting medicine outside the kitchen.

When the medicine juice was brought, Mrs. Song held Jinbao in her arms with one hand, and fed him the medicine with a small wooden spoon in the other.

At first, the little guy thought it was something delicious, but when the tip of his tongue touched the bitter taste, his little face wrinkled up in pain, he struggled in grandma's arms with his little arms and legs, and refused to die. drink.

Mrs. Song coaxed several times to no avail.

The little guy was so sick, his parents were not around, and he was forced to drink bitter medicine. He felt wronged, but he couldn't speak, so he could only deflate his mouth and cry loudly.

However, due to illness, the voice of crying was a bit hoarse, and crying was accompanied by a few coughs.

Mrs. Song's heart became more and more serious, and she had to ask Mama Cao and Mama Jin to go to the Hongwen Museum and the Hanlin Academy respectively.

In any case, at least one of the young couple had to come back.

The Imperial Academy is close to home. When Song Wei received the news, he was glad that he did not enter the palace today to give a lecture to Emperor Guangxi. He explained the situation to the head of the Academy, and he rushed back immediately.

The little guy had a fever, and after crying for a long time, his little face was flushed.

Seeing Song Wei, even though he had no strength, he still raised his little arm to be hugged by his father.

Song Wei glanced at the medicine bowl placed on the table, and while holding his son in his arms, he asked, "Did the doctor come to see you?"

Mrs. Song said that she had seen it, but Jinbao refused to drink the medicine. He kept crying, so she didn't dare to feed him for fear of choking. Later, he fed a little, but the little guy vomited it all out.

Song Wei understood, and said softly, "It's okay, let me feed you!"

Mrs. Song knew that Sanlang was good at taking care of children, but she still said, "How about I hug you and you feed him medicine?"

Song Wei smiled lightly, "Mother, don't worry, I can take good care of him."

"Then why is it inconvenient for you later, just open your mouth, mother is outside!"

Song Wei hummed, and looked down at the son in his arms.

Being hugged by his father, the little guy seemed to feel more at ease, and he didn't cry anymore, but there were still a few teardrops hanging on his eyelashes, and his little hands grasped Song Wei's clothes weakly, as if he was afraid that his father wouldn't stay with him. He, with that small appearance, is strong and reveals a trace of grievance.

(End of this chapter)