Although Wen Wan's days in the first twenty years had some small bumps, overall, it was still relatively simple, which destined to be her simplicity. Many things, unless they were premonitions, would not be viewed with a very complicated perspective.

For example, when she went to meet the eldest princess, even if she knew that her appearance looked very similar to the other party, she was just simply curious. Apart from that, she had no extra thoughts.

When he heard my husband say he wanted to bring Jinbao, Wenwan took the copybook and put the brush in the brush to wash it. He quickly went to the main hall.

My mother-in-law was watching Jinbao play on the kang.

When the little guy saw her, he turned his butt angrily.

Wen Wan couldn't help but feel funny when she saw it, and said, "It's been so many days now. You don't have the kind of revenge you have like this!"

My mother-in-law said that on the day Zhou was arrested, my parents were not here, and the little guy sat on the ground, hugged his feet, pouted, and ignored anyone, and asked him to grab the things on the ground, and he didn't catch them. Finally, Xu Shu did not do anything, and pinched a bright red flower from the yard and a seal on the ground and put it together.

The little guy's eyes were completely attracted by the flower, and he crawled over with a shout of "flower flower"...

The final result was that the little guy caught Zhou and Duanhua, and Xu Shu was chased and beaten by Song Fang.

When she remembered this, the old lady Song, who had always been superstitious, was worried and looked at Wen Wan, "Do you think this kid will be a genius in the future?"

Wenwan: “…”

I know that my mother-in-law is superstitious, but I didn't expect to be fascinated by this.

Wen Wancong took advantage of the little guy's inattention and hugged him in his arms, sat down on the kang, and said with a smile: "Mom is thinking too much, so catching Zhou is just a formality. Children are not born with good or bad things. What will happen in the future? Can't you rely on adults to teach them slowly?"

"Li'er is so kind, but I'm still worried."

As Mrs. Song said, she looked at Jinbao in Wenwan's arms.

The little guy was lowering his head, his fleshy claws grabbed the ears on his mother's waist.

Wenwan thought that her husband was still waiting, so she took the little guy's hand and picked him up, and told her mother-in-law that she wanted to go outside to do something.

Mrs. Song didn't ask much and asked them to come back for dinner earlier after finishing the work.

Wen Wan walked out of the door, and Song Wei was talking to the coachman Lin Bo. Today he wore a light blue long gown, took off the title of imperial envoy and the official robe. He lacked the almost harsh and coldness when inquiring about the truth, and was more of the gentleness and gentleness of being a husband and a father.

Seeing Wenwan approaching, Song Wei naturally stretched out his hand, and his long sleeves slid down slightly, revealing his wrist bones.

His wrists are like finger bones, without any excess flesh, very thin, not as pampered as a young man from aristocratic family, full of the strength of a mature man.

As if attracted by those hands, Wen Wan handed the child out of her arms uncontrollably. She woke up halfway through her hand and then hurried back, "I'd better hold it myself!"

Song Wei smiled, "Aren't you afraid of your hands sore?"

It would be fine if a child who was one year old would hold him for a while, but he would keep holding him. Even adults would not have many people to bear. Besides, Jinbao is chubby and heavier than most children of the same age.

Wenwan looked at Lin Bo's direction and said, "Don't there be a carriage?"

Song Wei did not argue too much on this issue, and walked to the carriage and opened the curtain for her personally.

Wen Wan hugged the little guy tightly and quickly stepped on the stool and got into the carriage.

After Song Wei came up, Wen Wan sat down between them.

The little guy turned his head to look at his father, then turned his head to look at his mother, and two words popped out of his mouth, "Fanfan..."

Wenwan asked him, "Are Jinbao hungry?"

The little guy seemed to understand, and with a "um" sound, his short legs rubbed against the seat.

The carriage set off, Wen Wan looked at the man beside her, and then she realized it and asked, "Will it be inappropriate to take it into the treasure?"

"Jinbao is only one year old, and he can't understand the adults' speech, and he can't occupy much position."

Wen Wan was a little surprised that the guild would answer this, as if she was venting some emotion.

He rarely expresses his negative emotions in his heart through words.

Through Jinbao, Wenwan took the initiative to reach out and cover the back of his hand, "Are you too tired recently?"

The warm soft touch on the back of his hand made the restlessness in Song Wei find his place of return. He nodded slightly and pinched his eyebrows with the other hand.

Wen Wan said: "The case is over. How many days off do you take and have a good rest at home? Then go to the yamen after this time."

Afraid that she was worried, Song Wei held her hand and his voice softly, "It's just that I haven't completely come out of this case yet, and it won't affect my going to the yamen."

Jinbao leaned against the wall of the car, and his two straight short legs were just at the edge of the seat. When Wenwan and Song Wei held each other, their arms were pressed against the little guy's legs. He was a little unhappy and moved his legs to his mother's arms for a long time to press them, and then leaned against the backrest as if nothing had happened.

Wenwan: “…”

When I arrived at the teahouse, Wen Wan's arms were not numb to hug the child, but were numb to the little guy's legs.

Seeing her constantly kneading her arms, Song Wei took the initiative to carry Jinbao, walked out of the carriage, and then turned around and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Wen Wan glanced at the little guy who was lying on Song Wei's shoulder and woke up and kept shouting "Fan Fried". She was angry and helpless, "It's okay, it's already

The experience has improved a lot."

Song Wei had already found out from the shopkeeper where his father-in-law and mother-in-law's room was located, and the couple walked upstairs one after another.

When he arrived at the door, Song Wei held Jinbao with one hand and knocked on the door with the other.

Wen Wan saw that he had a clear pause, as if he was hesitating, and after a while the door was knocked off.

A slight sound of footsteps came from inside.

When the door opened and saw Lu Xingzhou, Wenwan thought of the first time she met in the hutong courtyard. She was a little uncomfortable and didn't know what to call her. She could only turn her head to see Song Wei.

Before Song Wei could speak, Lu Xingzhou looked at the couple with a smile, looking very enthusiastic, "Come in and sit in first, the refreshments have been prepared for you."

In one sentence, it solved Wen Wan's embarrassment that she couldn't call someone. She pulled the corners of her mouth, politely smiled at Lu Xingzhou, and followed Song Wei in.

They opened a private room, divided into inside and outside rooms, which was a bit spacious.

Through a layer of bead curtains, Wenwan saw a simple-dressed woman sitting inside. She couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly in a hazy way, but her eyes made her feel inexplicably familiar.

"Wanwan, go in and sit down!"

As if she was afraid that she would not adapt to it when she went to a strange place, Song Wei's eyes were particularly warm.

Wen Wan came to her senses and opened the bead curtain.

The moment she saw the youth, she stopped.

Even though I had heard my husband mention that he looked like the eldest princess before, Lu Yanqing's reaction outside the Hanlin Academy that day explained everything, but the fantasy was still not as shocking as reality.

If the other party had not had the noble and elegant temperament of a royal family, Wen Wan almost suspected that the person sitting inside would be himself more than ten or twenty years later.

No wonder Lu Yanqing reacted so much when he saw him. In addition to his appearance, he seemed to have strange similarities in some expressions.

Surprised to see her, Song Wei laughed softly and looked at Fanghua, "Madam, do you think it's very similar?"

Seventeen years after she left her, it was the first time today that she officially met her daughter. Fang Hua's heart was not as calm as it appeared. If Song Wei hadn't spoken out in time, she would have almost lost her composure and sighed, "I didn't expect that there were people in the world who looked so much like me, which shows that it was a kind of fate."

Wen Wan felt a little embarrassed when she said this. How capable is she to give birth to a similar appearance to the eldest princess?

"Girl, sit down!" Fanghua greeted the two of them, "We are no longer princesses and princesses now, so we are not so restrictive."

Wen Wan glanced at Song Wei and slowly sat down with the other party's nod.

Lu Xingzhou personally made tea for several people, and made several minor mistakes during this period, which I think was caused by inner excitement.

Song Wei saw it silently and didn't say anything.

Jin Bao stared at his grandmother with his head tilted, and suddenly shouted: "Pig...Food..."

Wen Wan was stunned for a moment and asked him, "What are you calling out?"

Fanghua was startled by him and secretly glad that the little guy didn't say a long sentence, otherwise it would be difficult to tell him out today.

Song Wei was also surprised that Jinbao still remembered coming here that day.

When he looked at the little guy again, he had already held a piece of soft mung bean cake in his hand, and he was just consuming it, and no one paid attention to it.

Wen Wan reached out to pat the pastry crumbs on the little guy's saliva, and the sound of them talking came from her ears.

Although Wen Wan has no feelings for Lu Yanqing, it is not difficult to hear from the couple's words that they are all wise people. Moreover, the two of them are willing to ask themselves to be demoted to common people for their son to go to Ningzhou to keep a lifelong guard, which means that they are not all the ignorant parents they imagined.

She was still thinking about it, and the pleasant voice of the youth opposite came, "It feels great to see Madam Song, I feel like I saw her when I was young."

Song Wei said: "It's rare to be so destined. If my wife doesn't mind, I want Wanwan to recognize you as a fucking relative. I wonder what you both of you mean?"

Fanghua and Lu Xingzhou looked at each other, and the couple naturally wanted it, but...

"I'm afraid you have to ask your wife about her wishes."

The youth is casting towards the gentle gaze, with obvious tension.

Wenwan didn't know why her husband suddenly wanted to recognize her godfather and godmother, but she didn't subconsciously hate the couple. She just wanted to recognize her. Anyway, she beat her little girl, and many godmothers who looked like her were also good.

Thinking of this, she curled her lips, stood up, knelt down and toasted a cup of tea for Fanghua and Lu Xingzhou, her mouth was very sweet, "Godfather and godmother, please drink tea."

Fanghua held the teacup, pressed down the astringent feeling in her eyes, and asked her, "Is your name Wenwan?"

"Um."

"Then we will call you Wanwan in the future, okay?"

Wen Wan smiled, "You are an elder, you have the final say."

Lu Xingzhou looked at her, and his eyes were filled with joy of "lost and regaining".

Even if we cannot recognize each other, at least, the more identities that can be close to our daughter in the future are already a huge satisfaction for him.

Wen Wan finished the tea and looked at Song Wei, "My husband, they are my godfather and godmother, then do you have to shout with me in the future?"

Song Wei smiled and asked, "Isn't it called his father-in-law and mother-in-law?"
Chapter completed!