Yingcao found that her wife had changed in the past two days. It's impossible to say that the change was great, but she could feel it.
She has followed her since his wife was still a young lady. My wife used to be locked up in the embroidery building every day, embroidering, flower arranging, cooking tea, and learning girl precepts. Even when he was angry, his eyes were lifeless, like a fish that had been slapped by the back of a knife on a chopping board, staring at the cloudy white eyeballs.
Today's wife seems to have a living spring in her eyes, or a paper figure that was blown out when she was juggling, frowning and smiling, walking and turning around, just like the ladies walking down in the painting. Could it be that life was boring in the past, and it would be good to raise a child
But she also couldn't understand his wife's attitude towards the concubine.
If you say you treat him badly, but you are willing to take him with you to teach him, if you say you treat him well, it seems that this is not the case...
The European-style rectangular dining table is full of exquisite delicacies. Even though the general didn't come as usual, this dish is a routine. Wen Ying wanted to ask them to make one less dish, but they wouldn't listen. The diverse and lively dishes show more and more unoccupied tables.
But since Shao Tingyu was persuaded by Wen Ying to change the habit of eating under the table, the table has become much more lively.
Speaking of how the second young master corrected his faults, Yingcao felt chills in her back. At first, the second young master also squatted on the ground, but the wife didn't even look at it, and asked someone to remove the food after she finished her meal.
After such a hungry meal, the second young master learned to jump on the table to grab vegetables to eat. But the wife asked someone to take a feather duster, and whenever he stretched out his hand on the table, he would knock it down hard. After this three or five times, the second young master was so anxious that he wanted to bite him, so the wife asked someone to move a chair and put it next to her. No one hit him when he got on the chair and stretched out his hand.
The second young master jumped up and down a few times, and got used to squatting on a chair to eat after a meal.
But eating while squatting, the wife was also dissatisfied, so she used the same method to force him to sit on the stool to eat.
She had heard the servant talking about his wife's voice more than once, saying that he didn't treat the second young master as a human being. This method was clearly used to tame those cats and dogs!
The group of servants who have seen Wen Ying use the whip, they are even more eloquent, spit flying, and they almost pointed at his wife's nose and called her "hypocrisy".
She was so angry that she wanted to rush up to tell people apart, but her wife stopped her and said, "They are right, my method is indeed not for people."
What Wen Ying thinks is that dealing with extraordinary people requires extraordinary means, even if she is willing to seduce Shao Tingyu, he still can't understand a word of her.
But after saying this, Yingcao felt that his wife was still the same as before, only calmer and more terrifying.
She didn't know why, looking at the wife who was eating slowly, the sunlight came in through the glass window and flowed like a little jade on her chin. It was clearly a beautiful and gentle temperament, but it made her feel chills.
"Ask someone to remove all the meat dishes from the table." Wen Ying spoke suddenly, and she pressed Shao Tingyu's outstretched hand, "How can Xiaohu only eat meat and not vegetables?"
Although Shao Tingyu didn't know anything, his intuition and judgment were very accurate. As soon as the meat and vegetables were withdrawn, he didn't chase after the person who took him away, but looked straight at Wen Ying.
Wen Ying handed the chopsticks to him, saw that he was holding one in each hand, and poked the dishes on the plate curiously.
She went around behind him, took control of his right hand, picked up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks, and put it in his bowl. Shao Tingyu stared at the leaf for a long time, then pushed the bowl away in disgust.
The action was so naughty that Wen Ying laughed.
She thought for a while and sat back down. There was a piece of steak left on the table next to her only seat. She changed the knife and fork and cut off a small piece, and only then used the fork to fork a small piece into his bowl until his eyes were burning and his tongue was salivating.
He stretched out his hand to grab it, but she didn't move the fork, and taught him: "Meat."
Shao Tingyu was very impatient for not being able to eat meat, Wen Ying repeated it again, he tilted his head, and made a muffled sound from his throat.
She swiped the fork into the meat again, and handed it to his mouth together with the vegetable leaf underneath.
He let out a "wow" and bit into it without even thinking about it.
Just as Wen Ying was about to take her hand back, she found him chasing after her, licking her wrist, and licking off the steak sauce that accidentally dipped there.
"Dog nose." She couldn't help laughing, pinched his nose, and said: "This is not allowed in the future, you know?"
Shao Tingyu just listened ignorantly.
Shao Tingyu has been sleeping in Wen Ying's room ever since he fell asleep unknowingly during the injection that day.
So at night, Yingcao carried a cloth bag containing Shao Tingyu's clothes into Wen Ying's room, and said angrily, "Madam, I asked someone to deliver the clothes over there, saying that they were specially made for the second young master, in case the second young master would freeze , bah, scolding us for treating her son harshly, don't send her to the mansion if you have the ability..."
On the fluffy carpet, there were children's building blocks spread all over the floor. She stepped on a triangle point, and shouted "Oh!" Seeing the second young master's direct gaze like lightning, she smiled sarcastically, and quickly moved her foot away.
"Don't step on our little tiger's toy, someone else touched what he didn't want." Wen Ying was sitting on the indoor sofa and recliner reading a book, and smiled when she saw this, acting as his spokesperson.
Shao Tingyu blinked, and as expected, he threw the triangular building block far away.
Yingcao coughed, "Ma'am, let's throw this clothes away? There's nothing in the Marshal's mansion, she's so used to acting like this!"
"Keep it." Wen Ying turned over a page of the book, suddenly remembered something, and ordered: "You keep this cloth bag as it is, and then find a similar one, wrap a few clothes at will, and then throw it away. "
"Eh?"
"Go during the day, it's better to be seen by someone."
Yingcao was puzzled, but did as she was told.
As soon as she left, Shao Tingyu got tired of the toys and climbed onto the bed to go to bed. Wen Ying also went to bed, adjusted the lamp with a green top to the appropriate brightness, took a children's book, and told him the story in a soft and soft voice.
She found that the little wolf dog liked the sound of her reading a book very much. Often at this time, he would let go of his inner defenses. Sometimes when she was reading, he would make a mumbled sound in his throat, as if he was imitating her.
In this way, evening is the most suitable time for her to teach.
But at the same time, he fell asleep very quickly after taking off his defenses.
Wen Ying was halfway through the story, and turned her head to the side. He had already fallen asleep clutching the pillowcase. The eyes that always showed fierceness were closed, the brows were loosened, and the hair on the forehead was hanging and parted, just looking at him sleeping soundly, like a little angel. Wen Ying kissed him on the forehead, turned off the light and fell asleep.
In the darkness, the "little angel" who she thought was asleep opened her eyes again, her dark pupils rolled around, and she touched her forehead with her hand as if puzzled.
When she woke up the next day, there was a noisy sound coming from the kitchen, which naturally couldn't reach Wenying's ears, but Yingcao woke her up.
"Madam, it's too bad, the second young master has eaten something bad and has a stomachache!" She paused and muttered in a low voice, "The group of people said that you didn't give him enough to eat, so the second young master ran to the hospital early in the morning. Steal food from the kitchen."
She spoke without her usual resentment, evidently even she thought so. As far as the second young master eats meat, his wife removed the meat dishes yesterday, and he didn't even feed him a few mouthfuls of beef. It's normal for him to smell it and run away to eat it secretly.
Wen Ying went downstairs and saw him lying on the sofa with a sleepy look, so she hugged him into her arms.
He got up early and went out for some reason, without his coat on, and now his skin was as cold as freezing, and she shivered as soon as she put it on. Fortunately, when he came down, he took the clothes he was wearing, wrapped the coat around him, and buttoned it carefully.
Shao Tingyu leaned his head on her lap, turned over, turned his head inward, and looked at her with dark eyes.
She showed him a soft and reassuring smile, and patted him on the back: "Don't be afraid, Xiaohu, forgive that group of people for not daring to poison you."
Wen Ying absolutely didn't believe that the little wolf dog ate it by himself.
Whenever it's time to eat, he always behaves strangely obedient, so obedient that people feel pitiful. If it's just a pup brought up by a bitch, it will only have the concept of snatching food, and it won't be obediently waiting for someone to feed it like him.
Wen Ying knew that this was his mother's masterpiece.
At that time, Marshal Shao was not a Marshal, he was a bandit, and he went to the low-level Goulanyuan. His mother's quality was naturally not high. Such a person, who came all the way south to join the Marshal, where did he get so troubled along the way? It is a must to do business in the old line, selling skin and meat. The little wolf dog is just the "thing" she uses to amuse the benefactors. It is like teaching circus animals. If it is cooked well, it will be eaten. Nothing to eat.
He can't compete with adults, and after a long time, he will naturally be trained.
Although he is the son of the handsome man, but he was raised by dogs since he was a child, he can't even speak, and he has no human appearance. His mother is not sure whether the handsome man likes such a son. She has shallow eyelids, and only cares about her immediate interests first.
After arriving at the Marshal's residence, the group of servants also discovered his habit, so they wanted to make fun of him.
So the only thing he dared not do was stealing food.
These people were just bullying him for not being able to speak.
Wen Ying calculated the time in her heart, it was almost this day, and the woman was going to come to ask for justice. She had maintained a certain style of the original owner before, allowing her servants to spread rumors about her harsh treatment of Shao Tingyu, just thinking it was enough to find a suitable reason for the other party to attack, but unexpectedly his mother thought it was not enough, and laid hands on him.
As she thought, it didn't take long before she heard that Marshal Shao was back.
Shao Getian was dressed in military uniform, holding a horsewhip in his hand, and walked in breezyly, seeing that Ying was sitting in the living room, raised his thick eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "I heard that you tormented my newly found son a lot? "
He threw the whip to the footman, and Da Ma sat down across from her, assuming an interrogation posture.
The servants who were qualified to enter and leave the hall quietly watched the show from the sidelines.
Not long after he arrived, a pretentious woman's voice came from outside: "Oh, the handsome man is in such a hurry. He walks slowly. Wait for me." She was wearing a cheongsam with high slits, her face was full of makeup, In the hall, the eyes first turned on Wen Ying's face, and then fell on her own son, and immediately exclaimed: "This, what's wrong with our second young master—"