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671, little mother (2 more)

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The person who was accused of had a stiff face, "What's my business?"

The woman's eyes gradually became cold, "A useless waste, she can still expose her tail as a support, and she doesn't want to go to see the official, so she gets out as soon as possible!"

The momentum on her body was too domineering and scary. Seeing this, the few Tsushi who took the lead in making fun of him were so scared that they took a few steps back, pale and dared not speak anymore, then quickly turned around and ran away.

When the little beggar saw that his accomplices left him alone, he felt even more scared and wished he could faint when he closed his eyes.

He just wanted to find a bad guy to find some money to use, but he didn't expect to meet such a female killer god.

"Grandma, please spare me!" The little beggar begged for mercy desperately, afraid and wronged, so how could he look like a thief?

The woman held his collar in one hand and grabbed his ear with the other, "Didn't you say that you have a seriously ill old mother at home?"

"No, no, that's all made up." The little beggar's forehead was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to hide it. He said it all, saying that he had been in this street for a long time. In the crowd, the first thing he started to make a fuss was to ask for help. They were in the same group, just to prepare for both hands. If they could get the money directly, they could get some more by getting it.

The woman looked "as expected" and loosened her hands. The little beggar fell to the ground unexpectedly, and did not dare to get up. She kept shouting "Auntie" in her mouth.

The woman looked at him condescendingly, "Do you dare to do it again?"

"I dare not, aunt, the villain will never dare again..." the little beggar said while crying, purely because he was scared.

After the little beggar left in a dusty state, Wen Wan and Song Jiao had not yet come to their senses from the scene just now, they were stunned and stood without any reaction.

The woman's previous strong and domineering aura was mostly restrained, and she smiled and looked at Wen Wan, "Is it okay?"

Her voice is not too hard, but it is not soft, micro-magnetic, and it has an indescribable neutral sound.

Wen Wan shook her head and said, "No, it's okay, thank you for your help."

"A trivial matter is not worth mentioning, but you must be very careful when going out on the streets in the future. There are too many thieves like this, and I can help you in time every time I get caught."

Hearing this, Wen Wan smiled embarrassedly.

It turns out that this woman is not someone else, she is the second wife of the Ye family, who just got engaged to the Song family.

Although the two families are in a relationship with each other, Wen Wan has never met this prospective mother-in-law, so until now, she doesn't know who the other party is.

Of course, Yu also didn't recognize Wen Wan.

Wen Wan is not an ungrateful person. She just saved herself, so she naturally couldn't let her go. "There is a teahouse in front of her. If the lady doesn't mind, let's go there to drink tea and listen to the opera, just to thank you for your help, how about it?"

Yu thought about it and found that there was nothing important to him, so he nodded and followed Wen Wan and Song Jiao to the teahouse.

The three of them sat in the lobby, and immediately a waiter came forward with a smile and asked several guests what tea they wanted to drink.

Wen Wan looked at Yu first, "What tea does Madam like?"

"I can do anything." She was just a rough man. She got used to eating meat and drinking big bowls in the military camp. She sipped in small sips like them, holding a cup with a cow's eyes, like them. Yu couldn't taste it.

So Wenwan ordered a pot of rain flower tea and a few snacks.

Singing on the stage, Song Jiao's attention was attracted.

Wenwan didn't like this drama very much, so she didn't watch it. Seeing that Yu was not very interested, she started talking about the topic, "My surname is Wen, I don't know what to call her wife in the future?"

When Yu heard that her surname was Wen, he narrowed his eyes and then said slowly: "My surname is Yu. My sister can just call me Sister Yu in the future. She always calls her wife and she is very strange."

Wen Wan smiled shyly, "Sister Yu."

Yu's eyebrows and eyes stretched out.

At this time, Song Jiao suddenly turned his head and glanced at Wen Wan, "Hey, Aunt Third, isn't the mother-in-law in our family named Yu? The matchmaker came back to say it."

Wen Wan didn't think about this, but now when Song Jiao reminded her, she immediately realized that Yuanbao's future mother-in-law was named Yu.

Yu listened to the conversation between the two, his lips curled up, "Can you two be relatives of the Song family?"

Now, Song Jiao couldn't even listen to the play, so he nodded quickly and focused on Yu's side, "That's right, can you ask if you are Mrs. Ye from General Yunhui's Mansion?"

Yu smiled, which was the default.

"Oh, it turns out that it's really a family." Song Jiao was even more excited than watching the show, "My third aunt is in-laws with you!" He said and looked at Wen Wan.

Wen Wan hurriedly said: "It turns out that she is my mother-in-law. She has been negligent before, so I hope you will be more responsible."

Yu didn't pay much attention to these false rituals, "I didn't expect that I could help my own people by just one of my own. It turns out that you are the future mother-in-law of A Yao, and you look so young!" Not only are you young, but you are also good-looking.

Song Jiao explained: "Yuanbao is not the biological child of Aunt San, but because he lost his parents, he was fostered to the third room. When my Aunt San passed by, Yuanbao's cousin was eight years old, so they were just a nominal mother-son relationship."

Yu nodded in understanding, "So that's it."

Wen Wan was very embarrassed, "If I had known that it was my mother-in-law, I should have invited you to sit at home. It would be too rude to invite you to the teahouse."

Yu smiled and mo eyebrows raised slightly, "If you are convenient, we still have time to go to your house now, I have time."

Wen Wan had heard from the matchmaker before that her mother Yu was a strange woman who had been named a general on the battlefield. She was generous in character. When she saw her today, she was indeed like this.

It won't be too tired to get along with people who are not scheming.

After only one stick of incense, Wenwan developed a good impression of this future mother-in-law.

This is even more so for Yu. She has always been used to being rough in the military camp. Now, seeing her future mother-in-law, she is very delicate and weak, and her temperament is somewhat similar to A Yao, so she has no reason to develop a desire to protect her.

After the bill was settled, the three of them walked out of the teahouse.

The embroidery workshop is not far away, Wenwan asked Song Jiao to send her wedding dress first.

When Song Jiao came back, Kan'er also drove the carriage over.

Wen Wan wanted to invite Yu to take the car together, but she saw that she had held a tall black-maned horse in her hand at some point.

Yu stepped on his feet and sat up beautifully. Seeing Wenwan looking at her curiously, she smiled, "Little mother-in-law, do you want to try the taste of riding a horse with me?"

Wen Wan said awkwardly, "I haven't ridden a horse."

"It's okay, I'll take you, just sit in front of me."

If it were someone else, Wen Wan might not be interested, but the person who invited her was Yu, she was a little excited. Maybe because she admired a free and easy woman like Yu. She almost didn't hesitate and nodded and said, "Okay."

Song Jiao had already gotten on the carriage, and poked her head out when she heard this, looking at her in shock, "Aunt San, are you really going?"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "I saw men riding horses before, and no one taught me, so I just wanted to give it a try."

"But it's so cold outside." Song Jiao muttered in a low voice. She was really afraid that Wen Wan's little body would be frozen, and she couldn't explain to her third uncle when she went back.

Although Uncle San doesn't say anything, in fact, he feels so painful that his aunt is as painful as anything. He doesn't want to let her walk a step further when he goes out. If he knows that Aunt San learns to ride a horse in a cold place, he might be angry.

Thinking of this, Song Jiaoyu dared not agree, but when she came to her senses, Wen Wan had been caught by Yu.

It's really a good deal.

Wen Wan has a slender figure and a light body. Yu is a martial artist, so she doesn't even need to get off a horse. She just sideways slightly, stretches her long arms and takes the person up and sits in front of her.

The whole movement was smooth and flowing, and it was done in one go. Not only was Song Jiao in the carriage stunned, but even the people passing by were so shocked that they were breathing in a panic.

If the person on the horse was replaced by a man in this picture, he might look even more rude. He didn't know how to be polite, but he was a woman, and the arrogant and arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes were not inferior to any man.

Perhaps the woman on the horse was too heroic and cool, Song Jiao didn't think this action was so inconsistent, and it looked a bit pleasing to the eye.

Wen Wan was also so scared that her heart was pounding. When she was caught at first, she was almost worried, but in a blink of an eye, she was already sitting steadily on the horse's back. She was still a little scared and turned to look at Yu.

Yu smiled at her, "Little mother-in-law, grab the reins."
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