After returning from the old lady's room, Wen immediately ordered someone to call his son. He saw his mother safely, and pleased Ann. Before he lifted his head, he was held in his arms by his mother. Ping An became a little nervous. After a moment of stunned son, he smiled and stroked his mother's back with his little hand, and comforted: "Mother, don't be afraid, my son is by your side."
"Ping'an, my mother's good son, my mother's good son." Wen did not say anything, but cried silently with his arms around him, "It's all bad mother, it's the mother who harmed you and your father, the mother is bad. "
Ping An became uneasy, and asked with a wrinkled face: "Mother, what's wrong with you? Is your grandmother angry with you?"
The son has always been sensible and young, but his mind is no longer young, as if he could understand everything.
Wen Clan was afraid that her son would see the flaws, so she wiped away tears and squeezed out a smile: "Peace and rest assured, my mother is fine, let my mother take a good look at you." She looked at her son seriously, Qingjun's small face, delicate Eyebrows, at a young age, there was already his father's shadow between the eyebrows. Wen couldn't help kissing his son and sucking his nose, before reluctantly said, "Okay, mother is okay, you go to school Right. You have to study hard. Your mother told your father yesterday, please choose a day to invite your husband."
"Mother, are you really okay?" Ping'an's dark eyes kept staring at his mother's face, and the two eyebrows were gently raised, and he said uneasy, "Mother, my son is tired from studying today, and my son wants to accompany him. By your side." He said, "I haven't gone to Jin Dynasty Mansion to find Chaoyang sister to play with. When will the mother take her son again?"
"Peace, if your mother is not by your side in the future, you must be well." Wen said, and put his arm around his son again, "Mother is not willing to you, but mother doesn't want to harm you and your father. Your father He is still young, he can't ruin his future because of his mother's identity, and mother can't do this."
"Mother, what are you talking about? My son doesn't understand." Ping An raised his head and looked puzzled.
A girl walked in and quietly stood aside and said, "Madam, the old lady just sent someone to say that she missed the young master, and she wants to take the young master to her. Mother Hong is already outside. I waited, and said that I wanted to see the young master. In the evening, I will bring it to you, Madam."
"Why is my grandmother looking for me?" Go and tell Grandma Hong, I want to stay with my mother, and wait until my father comes back, I'll go and greet the elderly grandmother." Ping An said mature words in a tender voice. Really looks like a little adult, seeing that girl is still standing still, Ping An angrily said, "What are you still doing here? Don't listen to me?"
"Yes, yes, the slave servant will go and talk to Madam Hong."
Although I have always known that the young master is sensible, this is the first time, the first time the young master loses his temper like a small adult.
After the maid was gone, Wen said: "Peace, mother knows you want to be with your mother, but she is your grandmother after all. The elder personally sent someone to let you pass, if you just send the person away like this I'm afraid it's not good, right? Be safe, mother is fine, you can follow Mother Hong to the old lady's place."
Ping An did not want to, and only hummed softly: "Mother, don't look at your son's age, but your son understands. Since something happened at my grandma's house, my grandmother is no longer willing to talk to my mother, even if the mother is still holding on. The rules are in the morning and twilight, and the grandmother has repeatedly turned away the mother. The son did not understand at first, and then gradually realized that the grandmother dislikes the mother. Hmph, she dislikes the mother, and the son will not go to her by birth. Stay with your mother."
The Wen family never thought that his son should know everything, such a well-behaved son, if he...
Thinking of this, Wen became more distressed, and hurriedly tolerated tears, only squeezed out a smile and said, "That said, but the mother is indeed the daughter of the sinner at this moment, and your grandmother should be afraid of something. Peace, at this moment. The old lady sent someone to call you. If you didn't go, wouldn't it be more difficult for you to call your mother? When the time comes, people will be more likely to say that you are not your mother."