Raising a Wise Husband: A Lovely Wife and a Husband

Chapter 306 A Pure Heart
Yunwu didn't say anything to Yinzhen.

Some things can be explained to people, or explained clearly to avoid people misunderstanding; but some things do not need to be explained, because the explanation is just a waste of saliva, and the listeners will not really listen to it.

There are some people in this world who always think that they are on the side of good, and that their views are fair and just: therefore, bad people always have a pitiful or sympathetic side.

But these people who think they have no position and will not be biased can see the victimized side in their eyes: because the bad guys are pitiful, or because the bad guys make people sympathetic, so they deserve to be killed?

Yunwu didn't want to argue with Yinzhen, and at the same time she thought that Yinzhen didn't need to stay with her master anymore.

They are the closest people to Shuyuan. If they can't believe Shuyuan's character, but want to argue because of the so-called kindness and so-called fairness, they must blame Shuyuan for what she did: Before the matter is clear—I'm sorry Does Shuyuan trust them?
Yinzhen didn't speak anymore, but her eyes drifted over the people on the ground from time to time, and sometimes she looked into the room: she still didn't agree with Yunwu in her heart, and there was only one reason, those two were just children.

How could a child be harmful?This time, their young mistress really went a little too far - no matter what, it was an adult's mistake, how could it affect the child?

Not many people in the house knew what was going on outside the house. Everyone was looking at the two children: some were smiling, feeling that their young mistress really loved the two children for nothing; .

Mrs. Zhao was a little worried.It's not that she thinks the two children can do anything, but thinking that Qian Shi has just left the Jin Mansion, and Fang Fei's speech and behavior are so similar to Qian Shi's, she instinctively wants to stop Shu Yuan from drinking that bowl of soup.

After the accident happened to the biological mother, the two children really still have the thought to make soup for the stepmother to nourish their bodies?It's not that the two children don't have filial piety, but that they shouldn't have thought of it.

Now it is the most difficult for the two children, their mood is the most complicated, and they are very sensitive, how can they not worry about their situation?

How could it be possible for a child to think so comprehensively, and how could he think of wanting to win the favor of his stepmother at this time?No matter how she thought about it, Mrs. Zhao felt that something was not right: Could it be that some adults opened their mouths to take advantage of the two children?

Wang Shi and Sun Shi looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy about the bowl of soup.

But before the three wives spoke, they were stopped by Jin Chengye.He gave him a wink, signaling the ladies not to speak.

"The children are sensible. In a few years, my wife, me, and Shuyuan will all be blessed." Jin Chengye reached out and stroked his daughter's head while speaking: "It is said that the daughter is the little padded jacket of the parents, and the father will be blessed in the future." .”

Fang Fei's little hands trembled slightly, and the soup in the bowl rippled, and round circles nestled one after another, appearing in the center of the bowl, swinging away and disappearing.

With her head down, Fang Fei looked at those circles, feeling that those circles had entered her heart, one after another, entangled her heart, and the more it shrank, the tighter she felt a little pain, and she was a little out of breath. .

Shu Yuan smiled and stretched out her hand to caress Fang Fei's small face: "Your face is too pale, I guess you didn't sleep yesterday, okay? Go back and have a good rest in a while, don't think about anything. With me and your father, even if it is God Even if it collapses, we will support you."

"You just need to eat well and sleep well, and read and read with your husband obediently." She withdrew her hand and looked at the soup in Fang Fei's bowl.

The color of the soup is clear and bright, there is a little bit of oil on the brown soup, and there are some residues of ingredients at the bottom of the bowl: it can be seen that the soup is really put with care.

The faint hot air turned into a white mist and rose up, tumbling in various forms between Shu Yuan and Fang Fei, and finally turned into nothingness.

Shu Yuan blew gently on Fang Fei's hand, and the mist became more, she took a breath: "It smells so good." After she finished speaking, she took the bowl in Fang Fei's hand: "Fang Fei loves mother so much, mother ate it This soup will definitely get better soon."

Fang Fei's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the nervousness on her small face could no longer be concealed, a pair of small hands pinched her sleeves unconsciously: what she saw was not Shu Yuan, but the bowl in Shu Yuan's hand.

"Have you ever drank it?" Shuyuan probably didn't notice any difference in Fang Fei's face because of the mist: "It smells so good, you should drink a little too."

As she spoke, she brought the bowl to her lips.

Fang Fei suddenly reached out and grabbed Shu Yuan's wrist, and after meeting Shu Yuan's puzzled eyes, she opened her mouth several times before uttering: "Hot, hot."

The murmuring sound was like a soliloquy, and only a few people in the noisy room could hear it clearly.

Shu Yuan smiled and nodded: "It's so fragrant, but I forgot to burn it." She blew on it twice again, her eyes never leaving the soup in the bowl: "Actually, it's not hot anymore."

"Mother, my brother is so young, what will he eat in the future?" Fang Fei's hand still did not leave Shu Yuan's wrist, her voice was a lot louder, but her voice trembled a bit.

Shu Yuan looked at Fang Fei, and stretched out a hand to touch her head: "What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable?"

Fang Fei shook her head and even though she answered Shu Yuan, she was still asking, "Does my younger brother also want to find a nanny?"

"I want to find a nanny, but I don't have it yet, and I will be there in a few days." Shu Yuan withdrew her hand: "Fang Fei, are you really okay? Are you really okay? Your complexion is a little bad-Chengye, or Call the doctor to show Shuyuan, the child's illness cannot be delayed."

Fang Fei was the first to say: "I'm not sick, I'm fine, I'm really not sick, it's just, it's just that I didn't sleep well."

Shu Yuan's eyes fixed on Fang Fei: "It's just that I didn't sleep well? Well, Fang Fei, you can tell your mother if you have anything, and my father and I will teach you what to do - do you have something on your mind that makes you sleepy?" OK?"

Fang Fei lowered her head: "Then my brother is going to be with mother these two days?" She ignored Shu Yuan's words again, and instead kept asking about her little brother.

Shu Yuan smiled and nodded: "If there is a nanny, the younger brother will be with me, and it will take three days before the nanny will take care of him; otherwise, what will the younger brother do if he doesn't know his mother?"

According to the custom, even if a woman from a wealthy family does not breastfeed herself, she will let her child eat milk for three days: the first mouthful of milk is very important, and the old people will think whoever the child eats the first milk as mother.

Therefore, the child is with the mother for the first three days before being handed over to the care of the wet nurse.

After finishing speaking, Shuyuan looked at Fangfei, then at Ruiren who had been lowering his head, and put the soup to his mouth again: "I'll drink it quickly, Fangfei and Ruiren will go back to the room and have a good sleep OK?"

This time her lips had touched the rim of the bowl.

Fang Fei raised her head again, and the little hand on Shu Yuan's wrist increased her strength.She didn't know why she did this, but when she saw that Shu Yuan was about to drink soup, she could not stop it with her hands.

She was not the only one who stopped Shuyuan this time, the other person was Rui Ren who lowered his head.

Rui Ren didn't speak just now, he just stood holding his sister's clothes tightly, but his eyes looked at the soup bowl from time to time. cuff.

When Shuyuan put the soup into his mouth, he pulled Shuyuan's hand towards him with both hands.

"You want to drink?" Shu Yuan looked at Rui Ren.

Fang Fei's face suddenly changed when she heard the words, she stretched out her arms to hug Rui Ren: "You're being naughty again."

Ruiren looked at Shuyuan and shook his head, without saying a word, but he just refused to let go of Shuyuan's sleeves, even if he was hugged by his sister, he still didn't let go of Shuyuan.

The girl who came in with the soup saw that she went to hug Rui Ren, and at the same time wanted to break Rui Ren's grip on Shuyuan's hand: "Young Mistress, use the soup, or it will be cold. The soup is not really a real thing." It's just the filial piety of the girl and my brother."

Shu Yuan glanced at the girl, and brought the bowl to her mouth: "Fang Fei and Rui Ren are so filial, I will drink the soup even if I don't eat anything."

Rui Ren's hand was broken, and he twisted his body on the girl and cried loudly: "No, no!"

Shuyuan took the soup bowl away again and said to Ruiren: "A man shouldn't cry casually, just talk about it when something happens, crying can't solve the problem. Mother taught Ruiren once, didn't she?"

But Ruiren refused to obey, he made a fuss on the girl regardless, and threw half of his body towards the bowl in Shuyuan's hand.

Shu Yuan had already looked back, she picked up the bowl and put it to her mouth, it seemed that she wanted to drink the soup quickly, so that Rui Ren and Fang Fei could go back to the room early.

As soon as the bowl touched her lips, she felt that the side of the bowl in her hand was heavy, and she couldn't hold it steady: the soup rolled from her hand to the ground, and the soup also sprinkled Shuyuan's half body.

The bed and the floor were full of soup.A faint aroma filled the air, a clear and bright aroma, just like the color of that bowl of soup.

Fang Fei overturned the soup.

She sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

She hugged her legs, buried her face deeply in her knees, and curled up beside Shu Yuan's bed, crying bitterly, without anyone looking at her.

The soup bowl was not far from her feet, and there was still a little soup at the bottom of the bowl. At this moment, it seemed that the soup no longer had color, but was as clean as water.

Also as pure as a child's eye.

Children's eyes are the cleanest, because their hearts are very clean, even cleaner than the cleanest water in the world.

However, a child's heart is also like water: no matter how clean it is, someone is afraid that someone will put some dirty things in it.

The faces of the people in the room all changed, and they looked at Fang Fei who was sitting on the ground crying in disbelief: at this time, the Ruiren stopped crying and making trouble, and looked at his sister sitting on the ground quietly. .

(End of this chapter)