husband and wife

Chapter 331

"It is precisely because he was born smart that he needs to be taught well."

This sentence blocked the persuasion of Song's mother and the others. They didn't know a single character. The youngest son was the number one scholar, and the youngest daughter-in-law was also educated and reasonable. It would be good to enlighten the grandson and follow his parents. Following them is really a waste of time.

Mother Song thought of being separated from her lovely grandson again, so she couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and asked with a sob: "Are you leaving tomorrow?"

Before Song Ziheng could speak, Su Wan spoke first: "Why don't you start your journey the next day, stay at home for one more day, it won't delay you if you think about it."

How could Song Ziheng not answer.

It's just that Song's mother and the others felt a little sad when they thought that they would not be able to get together for two days, and they had to send them on the road. Grandma Song also began to wipe away her tears, and Mrs. Zhang hurriedly persuaded: "When the third uncle and the others come back, it may not be a good time to grow up." Wouldn't it be better to be able to make a fuss? At that time, younger siblings should also give birth to Liang Chen's younger siblings."

Su Wan thought to herself that she really wasn't able to give birth like that, but Mother Song and Grandma Song were persuaded by Zhang Shi, and she kept telling Su Wan to ignore other things when she got there, while she was young, take care of her body and give birth to more children, if there are not enough people to bring with her , Pick a few more from home.

No matter how much she complained in her heart, Su Wan responded with a smile on her face.

Uncle Song pulled Father Song and Song Ziheng and said, "Ziheng is back. The patriarch said the day before yesterday that we must tell the ancestors the news of the glory of the ancestors. The ancestral hall will be opened tomorrow morning, and Ziheng will bring Liangchen when he arrives." Let's go, let the ancestors and ancestors have a look at the descendants of our Song family who are about to make more promises."

Opening the ancestral hall is a big event, and they have to get up before dawn. The men all gather outside the ancestral hall, worship the incense table, invite the ancestor tablet, and bow down. The steps are very cumbersome.

It turned out that there was no child or anything, but Song Liangchen was called to go and wanted to pick him up. Su Wan coaxed him back to bed as soon as it fell into the night. Song Liangchen was still thinking about the complaint, so he grabbed Su Wan's hand and asked : "Mom, did dad get beaten?"

Su Wan couldn't help laughing: "At his father's place, he probably got beaten."

Song Liangchen grinned, and finally cheered up: "My father said he would beat me hard, so I dare not be misbehaving in the future."

"Yes, he will definitely be obedient in the future." Su Wan echoed her son, while laughing in her heart, and felt lucky for Song Ziheng by the way. If she heard his son's gloating tone at this moment, she might not be able to maintain the expression on her face. Smile unchanged.

Song Liangchen waved his small fist again, and said very domineeringly: "From now on, if Dad doesn't listen to Mom, I'll sue Grandpa and beat him until he obeys!"

Su Wan was secretly lighting up the wax for Song Ziheng in her heart, and stroking the little guy's head: "Liang Chen is the best, just sleep well."

The little guy also had a bumpy carriage for several days, and was too excited when he arrived in Songjia Village. He ran all over Songjia Village for almost half the afternoon.

When he went out, he was a handsome and well-dressed young man, but when he came back, his pockets were filled with all kinds of fruits and snacks, which really spoiled his temperament.

Song Liangchen himself didn't realize that the enthusiastic villagers made him very useful, and he came back with a full harvest to share with Su Wan and the others.

After a whole day of fuss, Song Liangchen was also tired now, almost as soon as Su Wan finished speaking, he yawned, and a layer of mist floated in his crystal-like beautiful eyes.

The little guy closed his eyes, grabbed Su Wan's little finger with his chubby little hand, and fell asleep after a while.

Su Wan's eyes gradually became gentle and peaceful. Seeing that the little guy was in a deep sleep, she quietly pulled out her little finger, bent down and kissed the little guy's forehead gently, and then got up.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Song Ziheng leaning against the screen, and asked leisurely, "Is this kid asleep?"

Su Wan nodded, and asked softly, "When did Mr. Xiang come in?"

"Just when he asked me if I was beaten up." Song Ziheng was in a depressed mood, and he snorted softly as he spoke.

Su Wan stepped forward, took Song Ziheng's arm, and shook it: "My grandma said that Liang Chen looks like you."

Song Ziheng shook his head: "When I was a child, I didn't dare to shout all day long to beat my father."

"Isn't it because you beat me up too much?" Su Wan put her forehead on Song Ziheng's shoulder again, and chuckled, "Don't think that a child is ignorant, he can hold his grudge, and today you stared at me in front of a whole village. At a glance, he remembered it for a long time."

Song Ziheng snorted again, "This seems to be enough for you, remember your grudges, and you must avenge your grudges."

Su Wan smiled lowly, the ending sound was a little charming, a little seductive: "You don't like it?"

Song Ziheng picked her up and whispered between his lips: "I only like you."

"Ziheng's daughter-in-law, sleep on a good day..." Mother Song pushed the door open without warning, her voice stopped abruptly, she looked at the two huddled together in the middle of the room, coughed in a low voice, and looked outside in embarrassment .

Song Ziheng and Su Wan have already separated like an electric shock, and it has been a long time since they have encountered such an embarrassing situation, because they know that their husband and wife are clingy in private, when they were in Beijing, Mrs. Su and the maids paid more attention.

It's just that they rarely came back, so Mother Song forgot.

Song Ziheng's jade-like earlobes were quietly stained with a hint of pink, and he put his fist against his nose and coughed lightly, before asking, "Mother, what's wrong?"

"I'll see if Liangchen is asleep."

Su Wan replied: "I have to get up early tomorrow, so I coaxed him to go to bed early, and he is probably tired these days."

"That's right, adults can't stand running around for a long time, not just him. But it's good to sleep." Mother Song laughed, "You should wash up and go to bed early, and ask someone to boil hot water under the stove. , if you want to order, let them send it over."

Song Ziheng nodded: "Then please tell me, tell them to send more."

Mother Song responded, went out with a smile on her face, went to the stove to give orders, and returned to the house with a smile on her face.

The room was lit with candle lamps, not just one, dozens of candles were lit on the candlesticks placed above the entire flower candlestick, illuminating the whole room extremely brightly.

Father Song lay comfortably on the bench, smoking the dry cigarette.

He was holding a brand new bong in his hand. It was gold-plated on the outside. It looked beautiful and magnificent. It was brought here this time. At that time, Father Song couldn't put it down, and he was a little reluctant to use it. Su Wan said the gold-plated one was not expensive. , told him to smoke as much as he wanted, and he could buy it anytime when he was worried, so he was willing to take it out.

But Father Song was willing, Mother Song came in to have a look, but laughed and scolded: "It's so extravagant, you can smoke the gold-plated one, it's not like you don't have a pipe."

Father Song wiped the gun body gently while smoking, and said happily: "Ziheng's daughter-in-law picked it. She knows that I like it. Every year, she will send a new pipe. I will not use it. Why not?" It's not a waste of her heart."

(End of this chapter)