Chapter 239 Take her with you
For some time in the future, Wei Zhao went out frequently.
Yu Tingwan often didn't see him when he woke up in the morning, and he didn't come back until it was almost dark.
She didn’t say anything.
Wei Shouzhong and Huiniang didn't say anything.
This situation continued until after a continuous spring rain.
In the evening, Yu Tingwan was making dumplings with Huiniang.
Pork and cabbage stuffing, and shiitake mushroom and shrimp stuffing. There was freshly fried and minced lard residue inside.
Not to mention how fragrant it is.
“It seems that the scientific examination will be held in a few days, so the headmaster of the academy came over personally and invited Old Master Sun to take charge.”
Huiniang said warmly: "I heard from Master Zhao that you want our Ah Yu to go to the examination room next time. I don't expect him to get anything, but it's better to go and get familiar with him in advance."
" It must have been a tiring time."
"Aunt Zhao is afraid that Old Master Sun will have bad teeth as she gets older, so she goes to deliver meals every day."
She glanced at him. Wrapped before.
There are quite a few.
"Why don't you give all these to your aunt, and it will be enough for her and my daughter to eat, so there is no need to cook anymore."
The girl was struggling with the dough in her hand.
She is not very good at wrapping.
So it looks ugly when wrapped.
It’s not like Hui Niang’s skillful hand. The buns are round and round without breaking the skin and revealing the fillings. It’s pleasing to look at.
Hearing this, she raised her eyes and smiled at Huiniang, obediently and softly.
"Okay, I'll go talk to my aunt right now."
She patted the flour on her hands. He carried the cooked dumplings to the next door. The back view is cheerful.
Hui Niang saw it in her eyes, but... she was worried in her heart. He opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back.
When Yu Ting arrived late, Mrs. Zhao was ready to burn firewood and heat the pot. I was happy to find out why she came.
"Okay, then I will be lazy for a while."
She was not polite: "The dumplings made by your mother are not bad."
She simply picked up her daughter and locked the door.
“I’ll take it to the academy and cook it right now.”
“Otherwise if it’s cooked at home, the soup will be so watery that it won’t be easy to bring.”
"We'll eat together in the academy later. My daughter said early in the morning that she wanted to eat candied haws, and I'll bring you a bunch on the way back."
It was a coaxing tone.
Yu Tingwan didn’t know how things developed like this.
Since Old Master Sun came, Mrs. Zhao has treated the Wei family as relatives.
Even sometimes, she has a share of everything my daughter has.
Yu Tingwan still... couldn't refuse the temptation: "Then I want the one with more icing sugar."
"I want the hawthorns to be big and the hawthorns to be small and sour."
I'm quite good at choosing.
Just after seeing Mrs. Zhao off, Yu Tingwan returned to the Wei family. Hui Niang bagged a lot more.
When the dumplings are ready, put them in the pot and cook them one by one until they float one by one.
Yu Tingwan went to ask Wei Shouzhong to eat.
Wei Shouzhong was tending the small field in the yard.
It rained, the land was wet, and his hands were covered with mud.
After washing, the three of them sat around.
Yu Tingwan didn’t mind the heat, so he blew on it and was about to take a bite.
Wei Zhao came back from outside at this time.
He has been disappearing and disappearing these days, and Hui Niang was very happy to see him.
"Have you eaten? There is still a lot in the pot, I will serve it for you."
Wei Zhao's eyes were dark.
His Adam's apple rolled and he did not respond.
The sky was getting dark, it was raining again, and the light was not bright. He stood at the door and blocked most of the light.
Wei Zhao's eyes shifted from Huiniang to Wei Shouzhong, and finally fell on Yu Tingwan.
He heard himself make a sound.
Somewhat dumb.
“I have to leave tomorrow.”
This sentence sounds simple, but everyone in the room knows what it means.
The spoon in Yu Tingwan's hand slipped.
There was a loud "bang".
The empty bowl that was in Hui Niang’s hand just now shattered into four pieces on the ground.
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The rain outside didn't know when it started to fall again, and it became impatient, falling with pitter-patter, which was annoying.
It is dark outside.
But Hui Niang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Not knowing what she thought of, she sat up suddenly. Wei Shouzhong also felt heavy.
But seeing her like this is even more difficult.
But he could only smile bitterly to appease him.
"You should have noticed these days that the child's identity is not simple. We can't keep him."
"I know you picked him up back then, She wanted to think of him as A Lang and deceive herself that A Lang was still alive, but Huiniang, he was not A Lang after all."
There was no light in the house.
Hui Niang couldn’t see anything.
She never regretted saving Wei Zhao.
But after spending time together, she really raised him as her son. You can't hold someone close to you in exchange for a reward.
However, Huiniang suppressed her pain.
She heard herself murmuring.
“What about Wan Niang?”
Wei Shouzhong was stunned.
Yes.
What will happen to the late wife when she is gone?
Before he could react, Hui Niang hurriedly got off the bed.
The house opposite is brightly lit.
The atmosphere in the room was low.
The girl turned her back to Wei Zhao and remained silent.
The firelight swayed slightly, and she plucked the candle wick with a hairpin.
"It was a temporary decision. There is news about the old friend I have been looking for before, so I have to visit."
Wei Zhao couldn't see Yu Tingwan's expression clearly.
"After leaving, I won't be back for a short time. If nothing else happens, I will go back to Beijing."
There are many things to do.
He can't keep pretending to be dead.
It’s time to go back.
Yu Tingwan knew that one day would come sooner or later, but when it actually arrived, it felt so fast.
She suppressed her turbulent emotions, and the hand holding the hairpin turned slightly white: "Do you want to pack your luggage?"
Wei Zhao frowned and was about to speak.
Just listen to the footsteps coming closer and closer outside.
It was quickly replaced by a knock on the door.
He calmed down and went to open the door.
It's Hui Niang.
Hui Niang arrived in a hurry, without any outer clothes on her body.
Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows and was about to let her in so as not to catch the cold.
Hui Niang squeezed his hand tightly.
Wei Zhao does not like to be touched by outsiders, even his mother, Duke Shun, rarely gets so intimate.
But he didn't pull away.
Hui Niang said in a hurry: "Son, although my wife is my Wei family's daughter-in-law, I chose her for you at the beginning, and you were the one who worshiped her. These days, the two of you are living in the same room. ."
"I I don’t know where you are going.”
“But Wan Niang is a good girl and she takes good care of you. You have to accept her love.”
Yu Tingwan’s eyes trembled. , did not expect that Huiniang came for her.
Wei Zhao said warmly: "I will take her away with me."
Hui Niang did not relax, she looked at him for a moment: "Wan Niang has suffered so much these years, I want you to just say a word and take her away." "Can you be nice to her?"
"If you can do it, I won't expect anything if you take her away. That's fine. But I'm just afraid that this child will be wronged in an unfamiliar place."
"You look like he has a lot of potential."
" I'm just a country woman, I don't know much, but I know that most capable people have three wives and four concubines..."
Seeing her excitement, Wei Zhao helped her sit down and said, "I can't."
Then he glanced at Yu Tingwan, who slowly came to Huiniang's side.
Youyou.
“I don’t dare.”
Hui Niang thought for a moment.
Yes.
Wei Zhao was the one who was hammered.
Wei Shouzhong chased him at this time.
He was a little cautious: "She is just worried."
Hui Niang's voice overshadowed his: "She called me Yi Niang, and my biological mother died long ago, so I always have to make plans for her. .”
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