Before Song Wei could speak, she said again: My father told me that when I was three years old, I accidentally fell into an ice hole. You stepped forward and rescued me. Although I don’t have that memory, I think that if you can recognize who I am at a glance and send me back after rescue, it means that you must know my father. Since you know my father, it is impossible for you to not know my mother, so you have seen her.

Song Wei suddenly felt that it was not because she hadn't thought of asking these questions a few years ago, but that there was no chance to trigger her curiosity about her biological mother at that time.

Husband, do I look like my mother?

She smiled very well, as if it was the ignorant little girl who mustered up the courage to write six words on the ground and asked him to marry her.

Like. Song Wei said.

Since she has noticed it, if she keeps hiding it, the conflict between the couple will only accumulate deeper and deeper.

Song Wei didn't want to lose Wanwan's trust in herself because of a lie.

How similar is it?

Wen Wan asked this question, thinking that she followed her father and husband to the mountain to worship her biological mother in the snow and ice with her big belly. When she came back, she asked, and her father told her that she and Lu didn't look like each other.

She still vaguely remembered that after she returned home that day, she looked in the mirror for a long time, but couldn't figure out why she didn't look like her father or mother, and even suspected that she was not their biological child.

It was carved from a mold. Song Wei said it truthfully.

The man's unconcealed answer dispelled Wen Wan's entanglement that he might have had a big fight because of his continued concealment.

Taking a deep breath, she said gently: My mother's surname is Lu, and she has jewelry flowing from the inner court in her hand. She is either rich or noble, and she looks so similar to me. It's such a coincidence.

It’s really coincidental that there is a person in the capital. Her surname is Zhao and her husband’s surname is Lu. She has a noble status and looks so similar to herself. When Wenwan first saw her, she thought she had seen her many years later.

She looked up at her head, as if she was controlling her emotions and preventing tears from falling down.

Song Wei moved over and took the quilt into his arms with his thin quilt. His voice was mellow and he felt really uncomfortable, just cry!

Wen Wan stretched out her hands to cover her face, and memories after she was three years old flashed through her mind like a flash of surprise.

She remembered the despair of her despair when she opened her eyes and found that her throat was broken and she could only cry.

In order to treat her, Wen's father ran around every day to hire a doctor and took out the only valuable mule in the family and sold it.

He became a mute who couldn't speak. Anyone in the village would hide from her when they saw her, or they would laugh at her in person. The father knew that she was uncomfortable. Every day when she came back from work, she would spend a long time to enlighten her and make her happy. He also said that his daughter was the smartest and most beautiful girl in the world, and would accompany her to the mountain to pay tribute to Lu.

Thinking of the fact that she had paid tribute to an empty tomb for more than ten years, and the owner of the tomb was not only still alive, but also had a lot of interactions with her. Wen Wan didn't know that she should cry and actually left her biological mother to remarry others, or she should laugh at her biological mother still alive. She was also a child with a mother.

She still remembers that she said in front of Fanghua that she did not hate her biological mother.

But when this day really comes, some emotions still cannot remain rational.

Perhaps at that time, she just stood on the standpoint of a bystander and could not empathize with herself now, so she seemed particularly calm.

The truth was right in front of her. She was actually not as strong as she imagined. If there was no man beside her, Wen Wan might not have been able to last until now.

Song Wei hugged her, and there was no other movement in the room except for the more leaking rustling sound.

Wenwan didn't cry, didn't make a fuss, and didn't ask Song Wei loudly why she didn't tell her the truth earlier.

After following him for a long time, many of his ideas tend to be mature. No matter how she is, she is not a teenage girl who is ignorant of the world, she can think from the perspective of others and put her heart in the heart. If it is good for her to say it, he will not hide it so deeply.

Song Wei lowered his eyes, but he did not see the grief from Wen Wan's face. She was very peaceful, as if she had just experienced a war between heaven and man.

As if she noticed his gaze, she raised her eyes and tugged her lips and smiled, "My husband, I'm sleepy."

It was actually not mentioned that the biological mother was mentioned in half.

Song Wei nodded, his tone was gentle, he would go to bed when he was sleepy, and when he woke up, you and me were there.

This statement is a bit sensational, not very similar to his style. At this moment, I feel it is just right.

Wenwan came out of his arms and pulled away the thin quilt on her body and lay down.

Song Wei tucked the corner of her quilt, then she lost her sleepiness, got up and sat at the table, poured a cup of tea and drank slowly.

Wen Wan was really sleepy when she closed her eyes and she didn't know when Song Wei came back to lie down after drinking tea, and when he went to Hanlin Academy early in the morning.

The sound of birds singing in early morning came from the window.

Wenwan opened her eyes and saw a bun face that was so close to her.

She was shocked and her sleepiness disappeared. She blinked a few times and confirmed that it was not an hallucination. She sat up and looked at the little guy in front of the bed. What are you doing early in the morning?

Jinbao pointed outside, and his mother said she would take Bao to herd sheep today, but the sun was still sleeping. She was shy and embarrassed.

Wenwan: The sheep have not even gotten up yet, what are you busy with?

The little guy retorted that not every sheep is as diligent as a treasure. If people don’t shout, it will definitely want to sleep until dark.

Wenwan: You are not as harmful to your own mother as you do, stay by your side!

Just go. The little guy hummed twice, walked over and opened the wardrobe and flipped around.

Wen Wan had just put on her clothes, and when she turned around, she saw him digging a lot of clothes in the closet and throwing them on the ground in a mess. She suddenly had a black face and gritted her teeth, Song Jinbao!

The little guy turned to the clothes he wanted to wear, turned around and grinned at his mother.

Wen Wan glared at him, are you itchy?

The little guy held his clothes and stood timidly aside, not daring to look at his mother.

Wen Wan finally folded all her clothes back and put them in, but she saw that he had put on the set of clothes he had turned out.

I didn't change the inner clothes, but I just put the piece outside in randomly, my shoulders and sleeves were not flattened, and I looked sloppy and didn't like it no matter how I looked at it.

The short hand couldn't do it well by himself, so he could only look at Wen Wan and shout about his mother.

Wen Wan squatted down and helped him take off all his inner clothes and put them on again. She said, "My mother doesn't want to pay attention to you all day long."

Soon after, the clothes were changed, the little guy was so excited that he stopped eating breakfast. He took his mother's hand and wanted to go to the farm to catch fish and herd sheep.

Wen Wan was still thinking about what happened last night, and she couldn't be very interested, but she agreed to her son and couldn't speak without trust.

Yuncai prepared snacks and a set of clean clothes from Jinbao to deliver them to the carriage, and Wenwan took her son to say goodbye to her mother-in-law.

When Mrs. Song heard that she was the only one who went there, she was a little worried. Otherwise, you would call the servant in the yard and if something happened, you could help you.

Wen Wan knew that Wei Qian would follow him secretly, shook her head and said, "No need, the village is not far from the city, at most, I will come back in just one hour. As many people brought, I will be very popular and it is not good to see it."

Knowing that the daughter-in-law was different from others, if there was something wrong, she would have known it long ago. Mrs. Song did not stop her anymore and personally ran away to send the mother and son out.

Wen Wan didn't speak much along the way.

Mrs. Song saw that her daughter-in-law was in a bad mood.

When she arrived at the carriage, Mrs. Song carried her grandson up and looked back at Wenwan. Did you have a fight with Sanlang?

Wen Wan came back to her senses and pulled the corners of her mouth. No, why did my mother ask this?

I saw you being listless and worried that you were the couple had a conflict. When Mrs. Song thought of her younger son, she felt it was unlikely that others would not understand Sanlang. I, the one who is a mother, knew very well. Generally speaking, no matter how angry he was, he would not make a big fuss with others. He would be more steady and down-to-earth than the two brothers above. If he really quarrels with you, maybe it was because there were too many things in the yamen. You should be considerate of him and it would not be easy to do something for the emperor.

If you accompany the king, it is like accompanying a tiger. If an emperor is unhappy, the people below will suffer. Especially those like Song Wei who can see the emperor every few days are naturally not easy.

However, Wen Wan thought about it carefully and found that Song Wei never seemed to bring her office mood home, so naturally there was no couple quarreling over such a thing.

It is rare that my mother-in-law said this to herself seriously and seriously. Wen Wan couldn't help but she was too embarrassed. She just nodded and responded vaguely: My wife will pay attention in the future.

He took Jinbao's little hand and said goodbye to his mother-in-law, Wenwan took her son to the carriage to the village.
Chapter completed!