Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 98 Who Let Me Be Your Daughter?
Zhou's natal family was kicked out, and the Song family finally calmed down.

Mrs. Song was sleeping in the room, and Wen Wan went to the kitchen to cook.

When Song Fang came back, the courtyard door had already been opened by Wen Wan, she didn't rush in, she leaned on the door and poked her head to look in, then sniffed hard, but she didn't smell the smoky dung from yesterday The smell of water made me feel relieved, and called Father Song who came up behind, "It's safe this time, Dad, let's go in!"

Father Song poked her forehead with his hand, "You, if you want your mother to know, I have to say a few words about you."

Song Fang acted like she was used to it, "Just say it!"

As if she was really afraid of being heard by her mother, Song Fang covered her mouth with her hands guiltily, approached Father Song, and whispered: "I would rather be said a few more words by my mother than be with a dung tank." In the courtyard, if she can think of using this trick, she is really amazing."

Father Song went out at noon yesterday. He had business with Uncle Xie. He didn't see any dung vats placed by Mrs. Song. He heard all about it from Song Fang who followed him to Xie's house for "refuge".

At this moment, he saw that the yard was as clean as if it had been washed by water, and the walls were re-painted. There was no smell at all. He looked at his daughter and smiled kindly, "Are you stupid?"

"Impossible! I clearly remember..." Song Fang couldn't believe it, the yard was so clean, "I said dad, did we go to the wrong place?"

Song Fang looked around, and she was sure it was their house, but yesterday it still smelled bad, why did it become like this overnight?
Wen Wan heard the voice, wiped her hands and came out, seeing that her father-in-law and sister-in-law had returned, she waved to them, meaning the meal was ready, let them go in and eat.

Song Fang asked her, "Little sister-in-law, did my mother put a dung tank in the yard yesterday, and it made the smell so bad, is that the place?"

She said, and pointed to the courtyard wall.

Wen Wan was not sure for a moment whether the sister-in-law wanted her to answer yes or no, so she didn't respond, but just stood there quietly.

Father Song gave Song Fang a sideways look, "Okay, okay, don't make things difficult for your third sister-in-law, go in and wash your hands and eat!"

Song Fang strode over to hold Wen Wan's arm, entered the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table.

Father Song returned to his room and saw Mrs. Song sleeping soundly. He thought that he must have been tossed about by the Zhou family's affairs all night, so he didn't wake her up. He turned around and went to the West Room to call Song Wei for dinner.

On the way back, Song Fang saw Zhou's family going out to carry things. She was puzzled at the time, but when Song Wei came in and asked, she found out that she had been kicked out by the ex-clan.

"Third brother, you are really good at it." Song Fang praised her, and said, "Whenever you also punish the Wang family!"

"Wang family?"

Song Wei still doesn't know about Wang He's coming to change relatives.

Song Fang thought of Wang He's arrogant face that day, her little face collapsed directly, and she explained everything, and praised her little sister-in-law for her calmness and smartness in dealing with danger.

Song Wei glanced at Wen Wan with a smile, then turned his gaze back to Song Fang, and said slowly, "There is only one way to make the Wang family give up."

"What can be done?"

Song Wei said: "Determine your marriage early."

"It's boring, isn't it?" Song Fang rolled her eyes, "Can you stop talking about engagement every time? Am I still young? My parents want to keep me in front of them for two more years of filial piety! Dad, you Say yes?"

Father Song couldn't bear to reject his daughter's expectant eyes, but as a father, he had to say something fair, "Niang Fang is the same age as your third sister-in-law, and she's seventeen this year, so she's not too young. After a year or two, you'll really be an old lady!"

"I'm not old!" Song Fang muttered.

Song Wei put down his chopsticks and said, "I was introduced to several people before. It's not that you don't want to marry, it's just that you don't like them."

"I really didn't like it." Song Fang raised her eyebrows, raised her chin and looked at her brother, "What's the matter? You still want to tie me to a sedan chair?"

Song Wei nodded, "Okay, I understand."

"You understand before I say anything, what do you understand?"

After living under the same roof for so many years, how can Song Wei not know his own sister, "I went to the county a few days ago, and I met the county magistrate Lu, and he told me that as long as the college entrance examination is passed At the top of the case, I applied to the higher authorities and recommended me to study at the Imperial College in Beijing.

If I really go, your sister-in-law will definitely follow, and I will give you a chance to join in the fun. "

"Really?" Song Fang was overjoyed and slapped the table with excitement, "Third brother, we must count on what we say, father and sister-in-law are listening! If you dare to backtrack on what you say, I will let father cut you!"

Song Wei smiled: "I can let you go, but I have one condition."

"Hey, as long as you can go to the capital to meet the world, don't say one condition, I will promise you ten, just say it!"

"At that time, you have to follow your sister-in-law carefully, and don't allow yourself to run around and cause trouble for us."

Song Fang smiled, "Why don't you say it's my own brother? It's just a small request. Okay, I agree, and I will definitely not cause you any trouble. But then again, I just want to go to the capital, then You have to win the trial case first to have this chance, right?"

"That's the reason." Father Song interjected, "If your third brother doesn't pass the exam, if you talk about it today, you have the right to treat it as a dream."

"Oh, dad, can't you look forward to it?" Song Fang was impatient. She wanted to go to the capital even in her dreams. Cold water poured down.

Father Song patted her on the head, "Little girl, you are still young, and you still have a lot of thoughts."

"That's right?" Song Fang responded smoothly, "Who made me your daughter?"

(End of this chapter)