Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 332 Can't match the number (2 more)
Your decisions and your child's development matter.

In a word, like the dawn breaking through the clouds, all the haze and stagnation in her chest were dispelled.

The man's soft voice continued, "You were not allowed to come back before because Jinbao had just been weaned and was not yet at the age of learning things, so it would not have much impact if you left it to your mother. The library has not been around for long, and quitting is tantamount to wasting all previous efforts.

Now that you have been away for more than a year, I believe that you have almost learned most of the things that should be learned. When you come back at this time, Jinbao just needs your company, and for you, the loss is not too big. "

Wen Wan couldn't describe the feeling of being understood in her heart, raised her head slightly, and looked at him without blinking, as if she couldn't express any words to him except for a look.

Song Wei smiled lightly, "Look at what I'm doing? Could it be that you've regretted what you just said?"

"No." Wen Wan lowered her head.

Song Wei didn't see her expression clearly, but he could hear the embarrassment in his tone, "I just thought that you happened to be by my side every time I needed it." So the feeling was relatively strong.

She didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Don't like me being on your side?" He asked with a smile.

It was clearly a gentle tone, but there was an illusion of being teased by him.

Wen Wan avoided the hole he dug, and didn't directly say that she liked it, "No matter what, thank you."

"With me, do you still need to say thank you?" He asked again.

Infected by the man, her gentle mood gradually became joyful. Hearing this, she raised her eyes again, her eyes were clear and sly, "Anyway, saying 'thank you' doesn't cost money."

She didn't even ask for money.

Seeing that she was no longer depressed as before, Song Wei raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Mother, should I tell her, or should you explain it to her yourself?"

"I'll explain it myself." Wen Wan said, "It doesn't make sense for Mr. Xiang to come forward in such a matter."

Song Wei hummed, his trust was self-evident.

He has never confined her too much, no matter in thought, speech or emotion.

At this age, he can't say things that annoy her recklessly because of a moment of anger, and he won't be jealous because she talks to men other than himself without asking indiscriminately.

In his eyes, she was always a little girl who was 12 years younger than him.

Little girls need to be guided to grow up.

Although in many cases, she may not necessarily follow the direction he gave, and even occasionally escapes his "control".

Song Wei didn't feel disgusted either, what he saw was not her disobedience, but the vigor and vitality under her gentle appearance.

……

The little guy went to sleep without dinner, Wen Wan guessed that he would wake up at night, so she sat and waited.

As the weather turned cold, the servants put a brazier in the room, Wen Wan held an embroidery frame in her hand, and Song Wei's robe was draped over her shoulders.

Except for the occasional crackling sound from the brazier, there was only the rustling sound of Song Wei writing in the outer room.

He was taking notes on his reading so that he could be smoother when he lectured to the emperor another day.

The little guy really woke up after a while.

Wen Wan put down the embroidery stand, went to the back room, and saw that he had sat up by himself, rubbing his eyes with the back of his fleshy hand, and hurriedly asked: "Is Jinbao hungry?"

The little guy seemed to still remember what happened during the day, and he was frightened to see his mother's eyes, but he couldn't bear the hunger, so he finally nodded hesitantly.

The maid serving in Qingteng Residence is called Yuncai, and with the current conditions of the Song family, there is only one young maid in a courtyard.

After Wen Wan went out, she asked Yun Cai to bring some young master's food from the kitchen, and when they left, she went to the water room to fetch a basin of warm water into the inner room to wash her son's face.

When the food was served, Wen Wan gave him the spoon and asked him to do it himself.

Except for the bad point of reaching out for things, Jinbao has strong learning ability, can hold a pen, can pinch a spoon, and can avoid getting on his clothes when eating by himself.

Wen Wan personally watched him finish half a bowl of chicken porridge before putting away the bowl.

The little guy slept for a long time during the day, and now he was full and full of energy, but he didn't dare to make trouble, for fear of being scolded by his mother, holding the cloth cow Wen Wan bought for him a few months ago in his arms, I fell asleep after playing for a while.

Wen Wan waited on her son before she walked out of the inner room.

Seeing that Song Wei was already finishing the pen, she remembered what she saw on the street during the day, "Did the emperor open Enke this year?"

Song Wei closed the book, raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes were kind and gentle, "Did you see it?"

"Going out to play today, I happened to see the notice."

Song Wei smiled, "Xie Zheng and the others are lucky this year, they don't have to wait three years to start the assessment."

Wen Wan was a little worried, "Will he be too late to prepare so suddenly?"

"Students rushing to take the exam this year will be easier to pass." Song Wei said: "Similarly, Xie Zheng's assessment standards will not be too strict. As long as he does not lose the chain at critical moments, the assessment results will not be much worse."

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The next day, Song Wei was the only one who got up early, and Uncle Qiao sent him to the Imperial Academy, while Lin Bo was still waiting for Wen Wan at the concierge.

When Mrs. Song came over according to the time, she was taken aback when she heard Yun Cai say that Madam hadn't woken up yet, "Did you oversleep or is it a holiday today?"

Cloud shook his head and said he didn't know.

Mrs. Song glanced at the closed door, and didn't want to step forward to disturb her. As soon as she turned around, she heard a voice from inside, it was Wen Wan calling her.

Mrs. Song turned her head, Wen Wan was already fully dressed, standing by the door frame, looking at her with a smile, and called mother again.

Song Pozi asked: "You don't need to go to the Hongwen Museum today?"

Nodding gently, "Mr. said that I have finished most of the courses, so I can leave early."

"What?"

Mrs. Song failed to turn the corner.

Wen Wan explained it again in a half-truth, to the effect that she worked hard at the Hongwen Museum, and that what others would take two or three years to learn, she could do the plenary session in one and a half years, so what the husband meant was that she You can leave early, there is a quota for the total number of students in the Hongwen Hall, and she left just to make room for other freshmen.

"Then you will stay at home and take care of the children?"

Say yes gently.

Granny Song, who was used to carrying her grandson to play in her own room at this time every day, felt empty in her heart, after a long time, she waved her hand, "Well, take it with you, I'll go stroll in the garden and feed the fish. "

Not long after Mrs. Song left, Jinbao woke up.

Seeing his mother by accident, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Wan took the little guy to the latrine first, and when she came back, she washed his face and changed his clothes, had breakfast, and asked him what he wanted to do today.

Jin Bao pointed to the outside.

"Want to see the flowers or feed the fish?"

"Draw." The little guy spoke clearly.

"Okay, mother will teach you to draw pictures with flowers and fish later, and then include parrots, okay?"

When mentioning what he likes, Jin Bao grinned, his small eyebrows somewhat resembling his father.

Wen Wan looked at him, as if seeing Song Wei, her mood became more and more peaceful.

-

Song Wei did not delay Wen Wan's withdrawal from school, but completed the formalities in a few days.

At the same time, Xie Zheng had already entered the intense preparation stage for the exam. During this period, he came to Song's house twice, both to learn from Song Wei.

The Sanchangguan Examination is even more advanced than the Imperial Examination Hall Examination. The fate of the future depends entirely on this exam. If you pass the exam, you will officially enter the Imperial Academy. Those who are close will be assigned to places.

At this last juncture, Xie Zheng and his class of concubine scholars put forth more energy than studying hard in the cold window back then, and in order to enter the Imperial Academy, they worked desperately to study and review one by one.

Finally, the closing exam came to an end at the end of October.

Among the more than 100 candidates, Xie Zheng sat firmly in the top ten and went directly to the Imperial Academy for editing, just like Song Wei when he first entered the Imperial Academy.

Xie Zheng's hard days were over when the failed scholar stepped into the Hanlin Academy, which reserves talent.

While Aunt Xie was happy, she discussed with Uncle Xie about setting up two tables.

Uncle Xie agreed, and Xie Zheng didn't object.

In addition to the Song family and the Xu family, he also invited several of his colleagues.

Wen Wan and the others went to Xie's house for dinner. On this day, there was a thin snowfall in the sky, and the rustling sound of snow slag hitting the car curtains indicated that the cold winter was coming.

Jin Bao dressed as a small cotton ball and sat roundly between his parents.

Wen Wan stayed with him at home for more than a month, and invisibly brought back the little guy's virtue of "whatever the wind or the rain".

……

It was snowing outside, Xie's banquet was arranged in the wing room, the male guests and female family members were separated by a green gauze cupboard, and Jin Bao sat with his mother.

Knowing that her son loves meatballs, Wen Wan put a few meatballs into his small bowl as soon as it was served, and then talked to Mrs. Yang and the others.

Xie Zheng has officially become an official, Yang is the official wife of the official, and now he speaks with more confidence than before.

Wen Wan looked at Xie Tao's daughter-in-law again, and the other party probably realized that there was hope for a better life, and she was always polite in her words, and she didn't have the previous acrimony.

From the conversation between their sisters-in-law, Wen Wan learned that when Xie Zheng was admitted as a Jinshi, the field that was put up with a quota of [-] mu had a good harvest this year. Their family is in the capital, and they can't go to the countryside. They hired a steward to do it. After buying the granary, sell it in bulk at a price lower than the market.

By now, most of them have been sold, and the rest are going to be transported to the capital to eat by themselves.

There are [-] acres of land that the Song family hangs for free, and the rest are for grain collection.

Wen Wan and Song Wei didn't have time to take care of them. Before they went to Beijing, they asked Father Wen to take care of them. After discussing the grain harvest, he would resell it and give him a [-]% profit in the middle.

Father Wen never expected to get [-]% of their family's profits, but his desire to help his daughter was genuine.

As soon as the winter month passed, on the twelfth lunar month, Wen Wan received money from Wen's father, more than 200 taels, with a letter attached.

The letter said that it was obtained by selling the grain collected from the farmland, but Wen Wan took out the abacus and dialed it, and found that the money was a large part, which did not match the farmland sold by their family.

(End of this chapter)