When the Wang family returned home, it was almost the end of the moon, and the palace not only kept a meal, but also held a big banquet.

At this time, Wei Jue had already fallen asleep. Most children are like this, although they have a heart of "sleep you are paralyzed and hi", but the small body of paper can't bear so much energy, and often feel that the body is not supported, and as soon as you dip your pillow, you can sleep in the dark.

The first thing Wang asked after coming back was that the child's daily life could not tolerate the slightest bump. She has been married to the Wei family for more than ten years, and she has two sons and a daughter with her husband Wei Heng, and there will probably only be these two sons and one daughter in this life, so she values them more than anything else.

The eldest is Erlang Wei Qi, ten years old, who studied under the teacher of Guannei Hou Zhanghua, who studied in poetry, and is following this famous man at home, from poetry and poetry to officialdom;

There is a daughter named Wei Yi (yi) in the middle, who is ranked as Liuniang in the girl, eight years old, and was taken by Wang Zhong's grandmother, who is very close to her daughter, and inherits the calligraphy of Zhong Xiang (You);

The youngest is Saburo Weiju, who is only three years old, and his only current achievement in life is ...... The long one looks the best, cough.

The nurse accompanied her on the side, answered carefully, and said what Wang liked to hear:

Erlang's new poems were praised by Zhang Mingshi again, and he was rewarded with a half-day rest, and he returned home to study most of his own, and he loved his younger brother half;

Liuniang lived very well in her grandfather's house, and Wei Jiatang Miss Wei Shuo (shuo), who came to Luoyang to learn Zhong Xuan's calligraphy, made friends in the Wang family, although they were aunts and nephews in terms of generation, but they were more like sisters;

Finally, I focused on the day of San Lang Weiju.

When they heard that San Lang was still thinking about suing Erlang before going to bed, Wang and her husband Wei Heng were already very happy. His family Saburo is a living treasure, the long jade snow is cute, not to mention the fairy child, he is also very smart and precocious, but he does not lose the coquettishness of a child, which makes it impossible for people to be biased.

And after hearing that Wei Jue had bought some more hard-to-quille cheese in the afternoon, the Wang family, who no longer lived in the same courtyard with his son, decided to brave the rain to see it for himself.

At some point, it was already drizzling outside.

In the mist and rain, a small group of people holding vermilion oil-paper umbrellas walked through the green tile wall with their lamps in their hands, and they were poetic and elegant, orderly and graceful. Like a freehand ancient painting splashed with ink, the countless empty imaginations of Yuansheng literati and ink writers, but this is just an ordinary moment of life for the Wei family.

The Wei Mansion is the most popular residential building nowadays, that is, the legendary private garden. It covers a wide area, but most of them are contradictory artificial versions of natural landscapes, and there are less than 100 large houses that can really live in people.

Yes, less than a hundred big houses".

This is not the idea of Wei Jue, a modern person who has never seen the world, it is what his mother Wang said. Most of the family lords live together, and although the Wei family has a simple population, it is already four generations in the same house. Not to mention the servants, slaves, cows, horses, carts, no matter how big the place is, the Wang family has a feeling that they can't live there.

After entering Wei Jue's small courtyard and reopening the lock, Wang specially instructed him not to make noise, for fear of disturbing his sleeping young son.

In the side hall, Wang asked the two maids who were keeping vigil in detail about Wei Jue's eating today, and when she was warm, she moved her lotus feet and walked into Wei Jue's main house, for fear of bringing her son into the wet and cold air of rain.

Wei Jue was born prematurely, born with frailty and heart disease. Wang has always felt that this was caused by the fact that she was accidentally frightened by a hoodoo when she was pregnant with Weiju, so she always felt guilty about her son and was particularly fond of her. On weekdays, it is like treating a piece of fine porcelain, carefully taking care of this little son whose blood is thicker than water.

After entering the house, the Wang family only asked people to light a small candle and put it far away, enough for her to see the outline, for fear that the light would wake up Wei Jue.

Under the layers of veils, a small black shadow is reflected, the breath is even, up and down.

Wang sat down cautiously in the dark, stuffed Wei Jue's lotus-like forearm back into the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt again, with gentle movements and full of pity.

Wei Jue slept very lightly, even if Wang's movements were careful, he was still vaguely conscious, half-open a pair of eyes, long eyelashes like ink butterflies flying, it took a while to see a familiar figure of a beautiful woman in front of him, slow sideburns, large-sleeved shirt and color skirt, goose yellow embroidered veil, with a unique mild and fruity fragrance from Wang's body, no matter how safe it was.

Wei Jue closed his eyes again with relief, and only rubbed his hand on his forehead to test the temperature along with Wang's hand, and called out vaguely: "A-Niang." ”

Wang hurriedly patted his son's small chest, hoping to coax him back to sleep, secretly blaming himself in his heart, knowing that his son slept lightly, why did he touch his forehead.

But if you don't touch it, Wang is really relieved. This sudden light rain at night is likely to make Wei Jue sick again and suffer a crime.

"Auntie. Wei Jue screamed coquettishly again, there was no purpose, just to enjoy the beauty of having family affection.

"A-Niang is here. Wang whispered, hearing her son's call of dependence, her heart turned into a pool of warm water, and she really wanted to hold all the good things in the world in front of his eyes for him to choose.

"Big brother, brother bad. Wei Jue did not forget to take the opportunity to sue.

"A-Niang knows, A-Niang knows, this will punish him, okay?" Wang coaxed the younger son in her heart, she already knew that the two sons got along during the day, and she was only happy that their brothers were close, how could she really punish the boss. But at this time, I still have to follow the younger son.

Wei Jue frowned, his brain was like a mess, and his thoughts were very clogged, but he just added another sentence according to his instinct: "Don't punish too harshly." ”

Brother Zao is still very good.

Wang couldn't help but chuckle: "It's all up to you, don't punish too harshly." ”

Wei Jue was satisfied, and his heart was removed, as if he had completed an important mission, and he fell asleep in the reassuring environment surrounded by A-Niang's fragrance.

On the second day, Wei Jue got up, and the sun was already shining outside, so naturally he couldn't see Wang's figure.

While he was being served and dressed by the maidservant Ah Zhao, he asked, "Ah Niang came last night?"

"The lady did come. ”

During the Wei and Jin dynasties, men were called Lang, women were called mothers, and several generations of a family were like this, and there were not as many tricks as later generations. [Madame] is a unique grade of life, not just anyone can call it. is like Wang, she is just a pleasant person of the fifth grade, so she can't be called a lady. She will generally follow her husband's preface in the Wei Mansion, and she will be called the second lady, and the people who marry from the palace will call her a lady.

A master and a servant were talking, and they heard a report that the old woman beside the Wang family asked for a visit with a domestic doctor. The purpose is very simple, before Wei Jue goes to the front hall to have breakfast, let the disease doctor take a step to see if Wei Jue has a fever.

Wei Jue was born prematurely and frail, and he was often sick, and the whole family attached great importance to it. This domestic doctor who came to see the disease was Wei Jue's grandfather Wei Qian Wei Sikong, who gave up an old face to ask for grace in front of the emperor, and it is said that he was a pediatric saint, born too often, and his family history was born, and his father was specially asked for the pulse of the young prince and princess, and served in the Shaofu.

Such a doctor can be called......

Wei Jue once again couldn't help but worry about his grandfather, who seemed to be omnipotent, was he really a clean official?

The doctor stepped forward, and after looking at and hearing the question, he couldn't hide his joy, and couldn't stop saying joy: "Great goodness, Langjun great kindness." Last night, the night was dewy and there was no fever, which is really gratifying. ”

The servants who were waiting in the room all knelt down and shouted congratulations together.

This made Wei Jue always have the illusion that he had made some immortal achievements. But in fact, he really just didn't get sick because of the rain, and his heart was very complicated.

But even more exaggeration is yet to come......

After the male protagonists of the family go down, the real breakfast can begin. The first thing they did when they returned home was to hear the good news that Wei Jue was not sick, not only did Father Wei smile from ear to ear, but even the grandfather Wei Qiang, who was there with the old god, looked at Wei Jie with a kind of "You are awesome" eyes, full of love. Other uncles and brothers were also very encouraged, and the princess's uncle and aunt were even more tyrants who said that they would reward Wei Jue with a jujube red pony.

"......" Although Wei Jue has already experienced the infancy period when he can make the whole family surprise him with a word, he is still a little unable to adapt to this situation where he has made a great contribution without getting sick.

"Why isn't it considered meritorious service?" Wei Xuan, the fourth uncle who is a colt and has a detached personality, squeezed his eyebrows at Wei Jue, and made a set of crooked reasoning and heresies to coax children in minutes, "If our little lady is sick, will the whole family have to worry? If you are worried, will you be too worried and get sick? That is to say, if the little lady is not sick, the whole family will not have to be sick, this is filial piety." ”

"Little Niang" is Wei Jue's nickname, because his grandmother Zhong said that if a boy is raised as a girl, he can hide from the ghosts and gods and prevent early death. This kind of feudal superstition is not advisable, but the Wei family is all convinced, and Shengsheng calls San Lang a little lady.

Of course, after Wei Jue could clearly express his wishes, he tried his best to prevent his family from continuing to call him that.

The adults are very good at what they say, but what they think in their hearts is another matter. It's like at this moment, as soon as the fourth uncle's love is excited, it is exposed.

But the princess's uncle and aunt are still singing with her husband on the side: "That's the reason, our little mother is so powerful." ”

Princess Fanchang came back with the Wang family last night. Her mother died early, and she didn't want to stay in the palace, nor did she want to live in the princess's mansion where she was alone, so she simply went back to the Wei Mansion with the Wang family.

Wei Jue kept staring at the fourth uncle and the fourth uncle and aunt at the dining table with eyes that he thought were very fierce, and he had to ask them to change their words.

But the pony and the princess were very determined, and they toiled through the whole breakfast time.

It's hard, it's really hard, because of such a Wei Jue...... You need to use the self-control that you are most proud of in your body to restrain your paws from touching your head and rubbing your face!

After breakfast, the family's joy that Wei Jue was not sick still did not pass.

In the end, it even rose to the point that Wei Jue and his mother were going to the White Horse Temple to make a vow.

...... "Mother, are you serious, mother?!"