Seeing that one of the servants really wanted to go, Mrs. Song hurriedly said: "Wait...wait a minute, Baguio is still young, why should Butler Wei care about a child? We'll leave now, we'll leave now."

Everyone in the Wei Mansion snorted coldly, they had never seen a girl in the 17th or 18th grade who was still a child.

Although Mrs. Song was born in a small family, she is not too stupid. She also knows the status of the Wei family, otherwise she would not let her daughter do whatever she wants. Although she is unwilling to do so, there is nothing she can do. The Wei family really wants to go to the Yamen

Reporting to the official would bring her into disrepute. Not only would it affect her son's future, the master might even divorce her.

Thinking that her daughter will get married sooner or later, she is not as important as her son.

"Mom, I haven't even met Brother Wei yet. It's true that Mrs. Wei has people shut us out. I must tell dad when I get back and ask him to seek justice for me."

People who are shameless are truly invincible.

Looking at the people around her pointing fingers at her, Mrs. Song blushed and pulled her daughter away in a hurry.

I was secretly annoyed at how I could have given birth to such a stupid thing.

"mother……"

"Shut up, no one is allowed to mention what happened today when we get back."

After Song Biyao was reluctantly pulled away by Mrs. Song, Butler Wei pointed to the place where the mother and daughter were standing, and ordered with disgust: "Go get a few buckets of water, wash this place clean, don't look back and let our family

The masters have soiled the soles of their shoes."

The Wei family has always been generous to their servants, and the servants were not shy about it. They immediately fetched buckets of water and flushed it to the ground. After a few buckets of water were washed down, the sun shone brightly, and the bluestone slabs on the ground shone brightly.

After sending away the mother and daughter, Butler Wei was about to go back to report to Madam, when he met the Young Madam as soon as he entered the door.

Sanniang raised her head, with a smile on her face, and called out in a sensible and polite manner: "Hello, uncle, housekeeper."

"Young Madam, you're welcome." He called uncle in a sweet voice, which made Butler Wei, who only had one son and two grandsons at home, immediately smile with joy, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deep for a long time. Looking at the young Madam's cute and cute face, Wei Butler

The housekeeper quickly took out the sugar pills he had stolen from his grandson in the morning from his sleeve and handed them over with a kind look: "Young lady, are you hungry? Eat some sugar to sweeten your mouth first. I will let others do it."

"Thank you, uncle butler."

"No thank you. Madam likes it. Uncle will buy more tomorrow."

Sanniang took it politely, peeled one off and put it in her mouth. She took the other ones and said, "Goodbye, uncle. Sanniang is going to give candies to her husband."

Looking at the young lady jumping up and down, Butler Wei couldn't help but sigh, what a good girl!

Whatever good things you get, don't forget to leave some for the eldest son.

If it hadn't been for the disaster caused by the Xie family, the young lady and their eldest son would have been such an enviable couple.

In his free time, Butler Wei had a chat with the shopkeeper who was sent to Danzhou. Madam Du Dao was once a woman with a good heart, a good heart, and both talent and beauty. However, she preferred to work too hard, and she suffered such a fate.

Remembering that the young lady was still hungry, Butler Wei hurried to the kitchen.

When Sanniang jumped to Wei Ci's study room, Wei Shu arrived before her and was endorsing his elder brother with his head shaking.

Knowing not to disturb her, Sanniang walked quietly to the corner and sat down. She put the sugar pills in her hand on the table and counted them, and there were five left.

"Two, husband."

"Sanniang two."

"Little brother, take one!"

She was mumbling to herself in the corner. The two brothers looked over curiously and saw her talking about dividing the sugar pills.

When he saw the sugar pills, Young Master Wei had eaten too much when he was a child. At this moment, he said with great disdain: "Sister-in-law, keep it for yourself! Shu is no longer a child, so he doesn't eat sugar pills!"

Sanniang looked at him stupidly, nodded her head seriously, raised her hand and pulled the individually separated sugar pills into her pile, then smiled and said to Wei Ci: "Two of them, husband,

Sanniang has three."

"Sanniang is so smart." Wei Ci came closer, half-crouched in front of her, picked up the candy pills, unwrapped them and fed them to her mouth. He also took one and put it in his mouth.

"Husband, is it sweet?" She looked at him with watery eyes and asked.

"Sweet." He replied.

"Hehe, Sanniang tastes sweet too."

Wei Ci rubbed the broken hair on her forehead, his wife, the more people look at her, the more they fall in love with her.

The young master on guard was dumbfounded and stood beside them blankly, watching.

Is there any mistake? What really needs to eat candy is whether the child is okay. Can't you politely persuade him to eat one? Do you know that you are hurting my young heart?

Young Master Wei turned around angrily, "Huh! He's going to find his mother."

Of course, his mother has no time to talk to him recently.

…

Mrs. Wei has been very busy these days. She is busy teaching her daughter-in-law how to be smart. She is busy telling the cook Li Ma to remember to cook more lively whip soup for the eldest son. She is busy trying to win over her son and daughter-in-law to have a baby in one fell swoop, regardless of gender.

, she is rare.

No, Wei Ci looked at the 'tiger whip soup' placed in front of him so early in the morning, and his eyes twitched.

If you continue to supplement like this, it will really hurt your body!

It hurts.

Sanniang sat next to Mrs. Wei, sipping porridge and eating steamed buns, staring at her husband's soup bowl across the way with piercing eyes. The look in her eyes conveyed her desire to drink, but she almost didn't say directly, "Husband, San Niang"

Mom wants to drink too.

Wei Ci raised his forehead again, and drank it all, spoonful by spoonful, under the intense gazes of his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Mom, how come my eldest brother has soup to drink every day? My sister-in-law and I don't have any." Wei Shu finished chewing the buns, sniffed, and drank them all. He could still smell the fragrance of his eldest brother's soup bowl.

Sanniang on the side also nodded seriously.

Her husband's soup tastes so good, but she doesn't have any soup to drink.

For a little kid who has no secrets and no hair, how can he reasonably and appropriately explain the purpose of this soup? This is a good question.

But Mrs. Wei refused to answer.

"Mom, I've eaten, please use it slowly." Wei Ci kept a calm expression on his face, only the roots of his ears were slightly red. It was hot, and the soup was very effective.

Seeing that her son was gone, Mrs. Wei quickly took two buns and stuffed them into Sanniang's hands, and hurriedly urged: "Quick, follow your husband, I will have someone buy a big roast chicken for you in a while."

"Mom, Sanniang wants to eat the five-spice skin."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy you some spiced leather. Your housekeeper will deliver it to you in person in a while. Come on, your husband is gone. Go after him. Go after him."

Sanniang nodded, her little mouth was stuffed, she grabbed a bun in one hand, and ran towards the small courtyard like the wind, followed by the eldest maid He Xiang and another little maid, but they couldn't catch up.

It would be great if the daughter-in-law is good and obedient and pleases her mother-in-law.

Mrs. Wei smiled with satisfaction.

I hope to have grandchildren.

"Mom, why do I feel that you have been acting strange recently?" Wei Shu asked, looking at his mother in a frightening way.

"What's the matter with you!" Mrs. Wei glared at him fiercely, picked up a bun and threw it into his bowl. She said with a look of disgust: "I can't even stop your mouth, so hurry up and eat well."

When I go to school, you are the one who talks the most nonsense every day."

"..."

Mother, haven't you noticed that you dislike your own son more and more?

The young master silently took a bite of the bun, feeling aggrieved that he might have fallen out of favor.

It's not possible, it's direct.

After Sanniang ran to their small courtyard, Hexiang and the other maid had already received orders from the madam and just waited outside the courtyard without following them.

"Husband, mother asked me to accompany you."

In the room, Master Wei, who was about to take off his shirt and take a cold bath, heard this, sighed helplessly, and walked out from behind the screen.

Sanniang chewed the bun and looked at him with clear eyes. Seeing that her husband did not respond to her, she rushed towards him unhappily and kissed him again, with a mouth full of greasiness.

She knew that her husband liked her to kiss him the most.

Wei Ci was helpless. He had no choice but to pick up the towel on the side and wipe her hands carefully: "Why did you come with me? Are you full?"

Sanniang pouted and shook her head. After shaking her head, she said with a smile: "Mother said she would accompany her husband, and she would ask the housekeeper to buy me a big roast chicken later."

What my mother did was a gourmet plan.

Glancing at her funny, he asked with a smile: "Then if there is no big roast chicken, would Sanniang still follow?"

"If you haven't eaten enough, you won't come."

Pinching the tip of her nose, Wei Ci was amused but helpless: "You little heartless little thing, in your heart, your husband is not worth a roast chicken!"

"That's not true. A husband is a husband, and a roasted chicken is a roasted chicken. You can give roasted chicken to your husband, but you can't give it to your husband. Your husband belongs to Sanniang alone." Sanniang argued, holding his hand domineeringly.

Waist, small face said very seriously.

"You still have some conscience, so I'm glad you are your husband."

Fortunately, the daughter-in-law still knows that her husband is hers.
To be continued...