Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 341 Erya Was Scolded (1 More)
The yard arranged for the second room is about the same size as Wen Wan's Qingteng Residence, with a main room and east and west wing rooms.

Song Erlang and his wife live in the main house, and Erya lives in the wing room.

This is Wen Wan's original arrangement.

Knowing that Song Jiao has her own private courtyard, and there is a maid to take care of the nanny, Erya is not happy to live in the wing room, and speaks in a strange way, obviously dissatisfied with Wen Wan's arrangement.

Song Jiao stepped forward and said: "How about this? Erya moved to Ting Songge to live with me. Parents live in this courtyard. If you miss them, come and have a look. It's the same."

"Who said it's the same?" Erya said with a straight face, "I used to live with you, you are the owner of the yard, so I can't watch your face all day long?"

Song Jiao frowned, "We are sisters, why do you think of me like that?"

In front of Wen Wan, Er Ya couldn't speak too bluntly, so she gave Song Jiao a look, "When you left home, you didn't treat me as your own sister."

Song Jiao had nothing to say, she pursed her lips slightly.

Wen Wan didn't know what was the estrangement and conflict between the two little sisters, but she understood that Erya wanted a separate yard.

His lips curled slightly, and he said gently: "The allocation of the courtyards was arranged by your grandma. At present, all the courtyards are already occupied by people, and there are no empty courtyards. If Erya wants a quiet place, I will arrive soon." Rong Antang, just talk to your grandma, she will find a way for you."

Erlang's daughter-in-law finished her bath and changed into the clothes Wen Wan sent her. She heard this sentence as soon as she left the house. Thinking of her mother-in-law's face when she was scolding others, she frowned and hurriedly strode forward to ask what was going on. .

Wen Wan didn't speak, neither did Song Jiao.

Erya hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to confess, saying that she wanted a separate yard and had no other requirements, just the same as her sister's.

Hearing this, Erlang's daughter-in-law was furious, "You're still kicking your nose, aren't you?"

Er Ya raised her chin, looking fearless, "My sister can have it, why can't I have it?"

Erlang's daughter-in-law's temples twitched suddenly. Just as she was about to punch someone, she was stopped by Wen Wan. There was no trace of anger on her face, and she was calm and calm, "It's not just a courtyard, as I said just now, wait until Rong'an Hall, Let the old lady know, it's a big deal, it's not worth hurting."

Turning his gaze, he looked at Erlang's daughter-in-law, seeing that her hair was still wet, and immediately let Yun Cai go in to help dry it.

The gentle words made Erlang's daughter-in-law choke, and then followed Yun Cai into the house.

Knowing that Erya didn't want to see her, Wen Wan didn't move forward, but started talking to Song Jiao who was at the side, and asked how she practiced yesterday's copybook.

Her tone was gentle, neither fast nor slow, and her voice had an affinity.

Song Jiao obediently answered them one by one.

Erya, who was completely ignored and neglected, suffocated an unknown fire in her chest.

A quarter of an hour later, Erlang's daughter-in-law tidied her hair and went to the back room to carry out Song Duobao who was awake.

This child has never shown his face in front of his grandparents since he was born, and now he has to carry him to his parents-in-law to go through the motions.

After Song Erlang finished bathing and changing, Wen Wan took the lead and led a few people to Rong'an Hall.

Knowing that the second son's family was coming today, Father Song specially turned down the fishing invitation from the old lady next door, and had been drinking tea in Rong'an Hall for a long time.

Mrs. Song waited for a long time without seeing anyone, and fell asleep.

Just as he was about to squint for a while, voices came from outside, followed by the curtain of the door being opened, and a group of people poured in back and forth.

Mrs. Song opened her eyelids and saw Wen Wan, Song Erlang and his wife, Song Duobao, Song Jiao, and Erya.

The one who came in after that was the servant.

"What about Sanya?"

Song Erlang didn't expect his old lady to have such good eyesight, she could tell something was wrong at a glance, he lowered his head, and said in a toneless voice, "When the earthquake happened that night, Sanya got separated from us."

"What? Miss Sanya?"

Song Erlang's words made Mrs. Song wake up and doze off. Not only is she not sleepy now, but she also wants to curse.

"What's the matter, you two come over and sit down and explain to me clearly."

As Mrs. Song spoke, she poured tea into her mouth. It seemed that only doing so could dissipate part of the anger in her chest.

Song Erlang and his wife looked at each other, stepped forward and sat down on the armchairs.

After that, Song Erlang glanced at the mother-in-law.

Erlang's daughter-in-law stared back at him: Your mother asked you to explain, what do you think I am doing?

Song Erlang was afraid of Mrs. Song, thinking that his mother-in-law was so courageous. Back in his hometown, he would sing against his mother-in-law all day long, so he would not be afraid of such an occasion.

He didn't expect Tian to throw the blame on himself.

Not daring to look directly at his mother, Song Erlang still lowered his eyes slightly, stammering out the details of that night.

Father Song asked: "Shanghe Village is so far away from the county seat, and you found out that your daughter is gone when you arrive at the county seat?"

Song Erlang said that the scene on the way to escape was so chaotic that he really didn't pay attention.

Mrs. Song sat up straight, with no expression of joy or anger on her face, and said to Father Song: "At the moment of life and death, everyone only thinks about protecting themselves, so why should they care so much? Erlang and his wife probably didn't think about it at all. If you want to take the girl out, it's just that Erya was lucky enough to keep up with her, and as for Sanya, even if you found her lost, you didn't look back to find her."

After speaking, he looked up at the couple, "Is that the case?"

His mother's words pierced the spine, Song Erlang looked up at her, and made a final excuse in his mouth, "Mother, it's not what you think, Tian and I never thought about losing our daughter to protect our son."

"Okay, you shut up!"

At this time, Erlang's daughter-in-law suddenly said, "Yes, I admit that Sanya was separated from us when we were on the road, but in that case, we can't stop, we can only continue to run forward, otherwise once we stop Go find it, the whole family may lose their lives for this, Duobao is my only son, I can't push my half-year-old son to death for the sake of Sanya."

At the end of the conversation, Erlang's daughter-in-law choked up, "I'm the one who couldn't help Sanya."

But she could only choose to be sorry.

It was not the first time that Ningzhou had an earthquake. Mrs. Song heard from her grandmother that they had encountered it in their generation. At that time, how many people escaped by themselves in order to save their lives, regardless of the lives of their wives and children.

From a certain point of view, others have no way to criticize the actions of Erlang and his wife.

The matter is a foregone conclusion, and it's useless for Mrs. Song to say anything, "Since you're all here, let's live well first. If there's anything else, we'll talk about it after you get used to it. I don't want to talk to you about Sanya right now."

Erlang's daughter-in-law was already prepared to be scolded bloody, but her mother-in-law was uncharacteristically, not only did not scold her, but she didn't even say a serious word. She couldn't figure out her mother-in-law's temper, and her heart was a little complicated.

"That's Duobao, right? Hurry up and hug me and let me have a look." Mrs. Song's eyes fell on Erlang's daughter-in-law's arms.

The little guy who had just arrived in the new environment was babbling, looking at the people around him curiously, and was sent to his grandma's arms. Seeing that the face was not familiar, he shrunk his mouth and cried out.

Mrs. Song patted his buttocks twice and scolded: "You are the only one who cares, you can't even hug him."

While speaking, he handed the person back to Erlang's wife.

Song Duobao returned to his mother's arms, and the crying stopped after a while.

Wen Wan waited for them to stop talking before she opened her mouth, and turned her gaze to Er Ya, "Before I came here, I said I had something to tell grandma, now when I see someone, why are you silent?"

Only then did Mrs. Song turn her attention to Erya, and asked her, "What do you want to say?"

Erya came forward and met Granny Song's eyes, "Grandma, I want a yard like my sister's."

After listening to Mrs. Song, she probably understood Wen Wan's intentions, presumably it was because San Lang's daughter-in-law didn't want to show up, so she asked herself, a mother-in-law, to teach the ignorant girl in front of her a lesson.

Squinting her eyes, Mrs. Song asked Erya, "Don't you like living in a wing room?"

Erya shook her head, saying she didn't like it, since her elder sister has her own yard, she wants it too.

Mrs. Song asked again: "Before going to Beijing, did you also feel that the shed with the wind on all sides is not easy to live in?"

Erya nodded her head even more, and complained a few words about the bad weather in Ningzhou by the way.

Mrs. Song nodded and said it was easy to handle, "Discuss with your parents and ask them to move out and give you the yard, isn't it all right?"

Erya was stunned for a moment, then murmured, "Is this going to work?"

"Why not?" Mrs. Song said: "You are a daughter and a junior. The elders should love and spoil you. In order to make you feel at ease, it is only natural for your parents to sleep outside on the street."

"Grandma..." Er Ya bit her lip, "There are so many courtyards and rooms in the house, why do you have to drive my parents out?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Song laughed, "There is only one place left in the yard. Either your parents will take you to live there, or you will drive your parents out to live by yourself. What's the problem?"

"I……"

"If there's no problem, just get out of here!"

The sudden angry shout of Mrs. Song completely froze Erya.

She raised her head again, the grandma who was smiling and talkative before didn't seem half kind, but at this moment her face was covered with a layer of darkness, and those eyes seemed to cut off the flesh of her body one by one.

Immediately afterwards, there were overwhelming curses.

"The dog lifts the door curtain, just by opening your mouth, you can do whatever you want? Your father's thousand hectares of land has only one seedling, and there is an empty yard. Why don't I give it to my grandson? How many catties and taels are you? Haven’t you weighed yourself? You’ve got your mouth on the edge of someone else’s pot, and who do you want to show to a toad and a bird?”

When Mrs. Song went to Beijing, Erya was still young and didn't have much contact with her. Today was the first time she formally learned how to swear by grandma. The little girl was frightened and cried aloud.

Mrs. Song is a person who doesn't stick to softness and sticks to reason. Seeing the situation, she became more and more angry, "From now on, you can either live in the same courtyard with your parents, or move to Tingsong Pavilion to live with your eldest sister." Zhengwu, if you dare to want this or that, why don't you get out of here, and don't be an eyesore in front of me!"

After finishing speaking, he glared at Song Erlang and his wife again, "You two have taught me a good girl!"

Song Erlang felt guilty and had nothing to say.

Erlang's daughter-in-law took a deep breath, "In the future, my daughter-in-law will train me well."

(End of this chapter)