The Little Dumb Wife of the Mountain People

Chapter 148 The Silly Fat Son
Wen Bao and his wife are acquainted with Song Wei's family, otherwise Song Dalang would not have agreed to Wen Bao's coming to Song Wei's house so affirmatively.

As soon as Song Wei invited Wen Bao and his wife into the house to sit down, Aunt Wei brought a pot of hot tea. The tea was not a famous tea, but the scented tea that every family in Songjia Village has now.

"Come on, drink tea, Dalang's daughter-in-law has no class today?"

"There is class in the afternoon."

After Wen Bao answered, Aunt Wei wanted to say something more, but seeing that everyone's expressions were not very good, she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Picking up the teacup, Wen Bao lightly pecked at it, then put down the teacup and said, "Uncle Wei, we've known each other for many years, if what I'm going to talk about today is not handled properly, it is likely to ruin the peaceful situation of Songjia Village."

As soon as Wen Bao said these words, Song Wei and Aunt Wei immediately looked at each other.

"Daughter-in-law, you know who Uncle Wei is, so just tell me what you want."

Song Wei really thought that something happened, and it was a big one, otherwise he would not be able to figure out why Song Dalang and his wife came to him so formally.

He has been the village head for several years, and in the past few years, the village needed him to deal with some things from time to time. Now, in the past two years, he has rarely come forward to deal with things.

"Since Uncle Wei said so, then I won't hide it. The couple of us came here today, and there is indeed a matter that we want to ask Uncle Wei to deal with. If this matter is not handled well, Songjia Village will be in trouble in the next few years. There is no way to survive."

After Wen Bao finished speaking, she looked at Song Wei and nodded, and then she told about Song Lan.

Snapped!
Song Wei slapped the table hard in anger, and snorted coldly: "You two don't need to come forward, leave it to Uncle Wei, and he will definitely handle it!"

Song Wei was so unhappy, Aunt Wei also wanted to go to Song Lan to beat her up, "Song Lan is really ruined, she's targeting the Song family village and the female school like this, it's really incompetent!"

Wen Bao looked up at the angry Aunt Wei and his wife, took a sip of scented tea, and then said: "When the girls' school was established, Uncle Liu sent news to it, and now the girls' school in Songjia Village has already It was noticed by the top.

Uncle Liu originally wanted the higher-ups to help with this matter, but I was afraid that the higher-ups would dislike our Songjia Village. After all, this matter is our Songjia Village's own business, so I think it's better for us to handle it ourselves. "

Wen Bao's tone was natural, but Song Wei and his wife were not idiots either. She made her words so clear, how could they still not understand.

"Daughter-in-law, don't worry about this matter, Uncle Wei will take care of it!"

Song Wei is a sensible person. The population of their Songjia Village has doubled in the past two years, and more and more people have settled in Songjia Village. It is all because of the women's school and the market. He is very clear about this reason.

Songjiaji is developing very well now, and the women's school is getting better and better. At this time, nothing will happen.

"Then leave this to Uncle Wei."

This matter is urgent, not long after Wen Bao and Song Dalang left Song Wei's house, Song Wei and his wife went out to Song Lan's house.

"I don't know if Uncle Wei and Aunt Wei can clarify this matter."

As soon as Song Dalang finished speaking, Wen Bao laughed out loud looking at him.

Song Dalang looked at Wen Bao incomprehensibly, wondering why his daughter-in-law laughed so happily just because he said a word.

Seeing Song Dalang's foolishness, Wen Bao smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's best to treat this matter as a village matter. Song Lan's family has lived comfortably in the village for the past two years, and the village has set up an ancestral hall. Dare not to listen to Uncle Wei's words.

What's more, when Song Lan stole money and left, it should be her family who hated her the most. "

As soon as Wen Bao finished speaking, the couple also walked to the door of the house. Pangpang waited at the door of the house. When he saw his father and mother coming back, he immediately trotted towards them.

"Have you ever fed your sister's chicken?"

"Hey, hello Mao Mao."

Fat Pang is not as thoughtful as Tuan Tuan, he is more like Song Dalang, and because of this, Wen Bao loves him more.

"What did Fatty do?"

"Fatty wait for your mother."

Pangpang answered Wen Bao's words very seriously, and then Wen Bao sighed and hugged him up. With Pangpang's honest temperament, it's no wonder that Tuantuan bullied him every day.

Pang Pang, who was picked up by his mother, was very happy, and he smiled contentedly while hugging his mother's neck.

He raised his head to look at Song Dalang beside him, and then looked down at Pang Pang in his arms. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his son should be more like a mother than a father. Wen Bao stuffed the son into his father's arms, and walked quickly into the yard by himself. .

"Father, mother don't want to be fat anymore?"

Looking at the fat son in his arms, he obviously has big eyes like his mother and sister, why does his head look like him?
"Oh, no, your mother is in a hurry to go back and cook something delicious for you."

"Hey, fat eat."

Song Dalang coaxed him, and Pangpang, who was still sad just now, immediately beamed with joy. Looking at his tearful and silly son, Song Dalang still couldn't bear to reprimand him, after all, his son resembled him.

When the father and son entered the yard, Wen Bao did go to the kitchen. He promised Pangpang in the morning to make delicious food, and she would naturally do it.

Wen Bao was cooking in the kitchen, Pang Pang moved a small bench and sat obediently at the door of the kitchen to wait, whenever Wen Bao's eyes fell on him, he would grin sillyly at Wen Bao.

The more he looked at his son, the more he felt that he was stupid, and Wen Bao couldn't help thinking about the matter of fat enlightenment.

Wen Bao had classes in the afternoon, and went to the college after lunch. Not long after arriving at the college, Song Dalang came to send her a message that Song Lan's family had gone to Fucheng.

"Uncle Wei and Aunt Wei accompanied me personally, and the two chickens were brought to our house. They came to look for me, so I asked them to go to the county to look for the third and fourth uncles."

"That's good, what do you think of them?"

"It's not very good, but they are not happy about Song Lan's sudden appearance again."

"Well, with the third brother and fourth brother here, I think this matter can be handled well."

Song Dalang was standing outside the college, Wen Bao was standing in the college, the couple had just finished talking about Song Lan when Song Dalang saw a small head protruding from behind Wen Bao.

"round and round?"

The owner of the little head stuck out his head when he heard Song Dalang's voice.

"father."

Tuantuan didn't feel any embarrassment at being noticed, she reached out to Song Dalang when she walked over, and when she was hugged by Song Dalang, she put her arms around Song Dalang's neck and said, "Father, you haven't seen me for two days, I miss you gone."

Song Dalang coaxed Song Dalang into a smile with a single word, and when Tuantuan kissed him twice on the cheek, it would be even more terrible, wishing that his eyebrows would fly up.

The longer Tuantuan is, the more he looks like Wen Bao. Song Dalang will not pick the stars for her if she wants the moon at home. As long as it is what she wants, Song Dalang will try his best to get it for her.

Now that she looked like this, Wen Bao knew at a glance what Tuantuan was uncertain about and what she wanted to do, so with a cold snort, the father and daughter turned to look at her together.

"It's time for class."

Wen Bao's tone was flat, but the father and daughter still let go of each other obediently, and after Tuantuan left a sentence in Song Dalang's ear, "I'll talk about it when I go back tomorrow after the holiday", Song Dalang reluctantly walked home.

"What do you want to coax your father to buy for you?"

"No."

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Tuantuan looked up at her mother, shook her head and said, "Principal, it's time for class, the students should go first." After saying this, he immediately turned around and left.

Looking at her back, Wen Bao sighed, and then walked to the other side.

In the afternoon, before Wen Bao was about to go home, he specially went to find Yanzi and told her that he would go directly to her house after the holiday tomorrow afternoon before returning home.

Before he got to the door of the house, he saw the fat boy waiting stupidly at the door, and when he saw her, he ran towards her.

"mother!"

"Well, Chubby is so cute."

Taking the fat son's hand home, thinking about his silly smile just now, Wen Bao decided to discuss with Song Dalang about fat enlightenment at night.

"Aren't we fat and small?"

Lying on the bed, as soon as Wen Bao mentioned this matter, Song Dalang frowned and objected.

Wen Bao turned over, glared at Song Dalang, and then said: "What's so small, I taught her a long time ago when Tuantuan was this big. Although we are fat and fat, we are not as smart as his sister, but we are not stupid!"

Being stared at by Wen Bao, Song Dalang smiled and said: "I didn't mean that, you were the one who taught Tuantuan at the beginning, and now you are still in charge of the academy, Fatty, can you come here?"

"I'm too busy, don't you still have you?"

"what!"

Song Dalang looked at Wen Bao in his arms in disbelief, while Wen Bao changed to a comfortable position and continued: "When I was teaching Tuantuan, I taught her two or three times and she learned a single word. This time you Follow along and learn together, and when I go to the academy to get busy, you will continue to teach Pangpang."

"I, I, can I do it?"

"why not!"

Wen Bao got up from the bed, sat down, looked at Song Dalang and said seriously: "Fatty's brain is like yours, I guess it's almost enough to teach you five or six times, let's start with the simple ones, I will definitely be able to spare an hour a day." .

I think Tuantuan doesn't look down on our family business. She has a dowry from my mother. Let's make some money for her. She still has money from her own house, so we don't need to worry about it.

Fat is not good, I don't feel relieved to let him learn hunting from you, but older martial arts have to learn, except for the dowry for Tuantuan, the rest of the family land will be given to him in the future. "

Listening to Wen Bao's division of the family property, Song Dalang's expression changed, and finally he sat up after Wen Bao finished speaking, "You have divided the family property now, what if we have children in the future?"

Wen Bao, who was originally immersed in his fantasy, was pulled back to reality by Song Dalang's words.

"That's right, it was agreed to have three children."

What Wen Bao thought earlier was that it would be best to have two sons and one daughter, but now that he has a son and a daughter, he still needs a son.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's expression, Song Dalang stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, "It would be good to have a son or daughter, preferably like you, we don't have to worry so much about them, children will have their own blessings."

"Oh, I understand the truth, but I can't help but worry."

After Wen Bao finished speaking, he got up and went to the small bed to take a look at Pang Pang, who was sleeping soundly. She didn't think about so many things before, what happened these days?
(End of this chapter)