The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 452 - 420: Old Geezer (Second Update)

Song Wei almost didn’t think about it, he blurted out, "Qi Bao."

Wen Wan asked him, "Which ’Qi’?"

"The ’Qi’ used in accounts."

Wen Wan was puzzled, "Since it’s a number, why ’Qi’?"

Song Wei explained unhurriedly, "The seventh of the line."

Wen Wan instantly understood, counting the four from Song Erlang’s family, the one in her belly was seventh.

But still felt a bit strange, "The previous ones weren’t in order, suddenly arranging it like this?"

Song Wei said, "It’s just a nickname, the real name will be chosen separately."

...

The Song family dinner is eaten together by both the older and younger generations.

When the dishes were brought to the table, Granny Song noticed they were much lighter and asked Mrs. Jin, who was handling the big spoon, "Who asked for these dishes to be made this way?"

Mrs. Jin answered truthfully, "Yun Cai from the Madam’s room came earlier and instructed this old servant to make them lighter."

Granny Song nodded, intending to ask Wen Wan individually after dinner where she was uncomfortable, as there were too many people at the table, besides the husband, sons, and father-in-law, the Third Son’s wife was thin-skinned and would surely be embarrassed to speak.

It was just that Granny Song didn’t expect, before she could even ask, Song Wei confessed at the table, saying Wen Wan was already more than a month pregnant.

Granny Song and Old Song exchanged a glance and simultaneously stopped eating.

Jinbao, seeing his grandparents not eating, reached out his paw and dragged the plate of steamed fish in front of him, then furtively raised his eyes to glance at Wen Wan.

While waiting for her parents-in-law to speak, Wen Wan had already noticed the little guy’s actions. Seeing him sneak a look at her, she softly said, "Wait for your dad to pick out the bones for you."

Even with Song Wei in between, Wen Wan’s warning to her son was very clear.

The little guy, recalling a time when he had eaten too hastily and got a fish bone stuck, didn’t dare to move his chopsticks.

Learning that there would be another grandchild, Granny Song was so happy she got a bit disoriented, excited for quite a while, then asked Wen Wan if she’d seen a doctor, how the pregnancy was, and said that with a double body one shouldn’t take medicine, her first was lucky, the second might not have such good fortune, told her to keep warm and not catch a chill.

Wen Wan answered her mother-in-law’s questions one by one, agreed to her advice, and finally told the two elders not to worry, as she always took care of herself, and then she told them the nickname she and her husband picked for the baby.

Granny Song thought for a bit and asked Song Wei, "I often heard you say which calligraphy or painting is whose ’Mo Bao’, is that what your name ’Mo Bao’ means?"

Song Wei nodded, "Mother guessed it right."

"Ah, then this is really a treasure?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Old Song glanced over, "So, Yuanbao and Jinbao aren’t treasures?"

Granny Song’s voice weakened, "Weren’t we still in the countryside when it came to Yuanbao and Jinbao? We couldn’t come up with any good names, just whatever sounded nice, though the meaning was auspicious, it didn’t sound as elegant as Mo Bao."

Old Song said, "You’re just favoring the new over the old."

Granny Song, hearing this, became displeased, "Hey, you old fogey, putting me on the spot in front of our son and daughter-in-law?"

Old Song silently picked up his chopsticks and resumed eating.

Jinbao giggled on the opposite side.

Granny Song, hearing her little grandson’s laughter, smiled at him, "Jinbao, what are you laughing at?"

Jinbao said, "Old fogey～"

Granny Song: "..."

Old Song snorted, "Making a fool of yourself in front of the child, and now he’s picked up on it. From now on he’ll be calling everyone old fogey?"

Granny Song lightly tapped her own mouth, quickly comforting her grandson, telling him that he shouldn’t call people that outside, or he’d be punished if he called the wrong person, barred from eating meat for a month.

Once again deprived of meat, the little guy drooped his head and answered weakly, "Okay～, I won’t say it～"

The trailing tone was so long it made everyone at the table not know whether to laugh or cry.

——

Time goes back to when Xue Yinhuan bid farewell to her aunt, Madam, during the day.

She wandered the marketplace for a bit, not buying anything, just about to go home when she ran into a group of rascals who wouldn’t leave her alone.

Xue Yinhuan was just a weak woman, not wanting to fall into their hands, all she could do was run away.

She initially ran toward the crowded areas, but who knew one of the rascals would tell people around that she was a singer raised by their household, sneaking out when her masters weren’t watching.

The result was that more people wanted to capture her and return her to them.

A few days ago, after witnessing plenty of palace intrigue, scheming and deception, Xue Yinhuan could almost guess that this group was not acting on impulse, but rather someone had deliberately planned to ruin her reputation. She became increasingly vigilant, lifting her skirt and running desperately forward.

Raised for years in the secluded quarters of noble residences, the physical strength of wealthymiss like her naturally couldn’t compare to the idle sons of wealthy families who flirted with animals all day. She was almost being caught by them.

Xue Yinhuan quickly turned into an alley.

It was a wide alley, stretching out in a muted gray tone, with snow still not fully melted on the rooftops, dripping water from under the eaves.

The alley was almost straight and visible to the end, and apart from an inconspicuous two-wheeled carriage parked in front of the third household, there was no place to hide elsewhere.

Xue Yinhuan couldn’t afford to hesitate. Whether or not there were people inside, she could only seek refuge in this carriage.

The carriage was parked with its back to Xue Yinhuan. When she ran over, she found that the coachman was not on it, and the interior of the carriage was empty.

Climbing onto the yoke, Xue Yinhuan struggled to get up, pondering the possibility of driving the carriage away herself.

Before she could think much, that group had already reached the alley entrance.

"I just saw that little girl running this way, everyone chase after her!"

Xue Yinhuan trembled with fright, almost falling off directly.

Realizing she could not drive the carriage herself, she crawled directly into the carriage.

The interior was clean, with no excess items.

Listening to the approaching voices of the group, Xue Yinhuan steeled her nerves and crouched down, lifting the seat cushion and tapping on the wooden board below. She found it to be hollow like at their home, quickly opening it. Worried about startling the horse with wild movements, she gently concealed herself inside.

The group had arrived by the carriage and couldn’t find anyone after a look around.

The first idle son squinted his eyes towards the carriage.

Due to Xue Yinhuan’s earlier actions, the horse had become somewhat restless, snorting and striking its hooves on the ground.

"Inside here, search it!"

The first idle son locked onto his target and issued orders to his men.

Upon hearing this, the second, third, fourth, and fifth idle sons rushed towards the carriage in a flurry.

Inside the secret compartment, Xue Yinhuan was drenched in cold sweat, her heart pounding wildly.

She didn’t know whom she had offended, but upon careful thought, it was either her stepmother or those few in the palace.

The stepmother was manageable as she had the chance to counter, but if it was someone from the palace, it would be terrifying.

...

The second idle son was the first to rush over, his hand just about to lift the curtain when a lazy male voice came from inside the household’s front gate, "What are you doing?"

Idle son one was momentarily stunned, giving a glance at the newcomers and saw that they were two boys about fourteen or fifteen years old. He immediately sneered, "Kid, if you know what’s good for you, stay out of our business, or we’ll throw you into the Night Joy House!"

Night Joy House—a famous concubine house in the Capital.

The boy in purple, who spoke earlier, clearly did not recognize such a place, casting a puzzled look at the boy in white beside him.

The boy in white explained softly.

The boy in purple pondered briefly, then leisurely walked to the carriage and directly caught the hand of the second idle son that was about to lift the curtain.

Despite his young age, his grip was unusually strong. The color on idle son two’s face changed from the pain.

Seeing this, idle son one raised his eyebrows, "Ha, is this young brat trying to defy me? Guys, beat him up!"

Just as he finished speaking, the fists of the third, fourth, and fifth idle sons were already swinging towards the boy in purple.

The boy in purple released the second idle son, pushing him forcefully backward into the fourth idle son.

In no time at all, the group was in a brawl.

Idle son one stood aside, unable to see how the boy in purple was moving, only feeling dazed as the cries of pain from his brothers filled his ears. By the time he came to his senses, all four were down. The young boy kindly avoided hitting their faces but wounded them at acupoints and key spots, rendering them incapable of rising.

Idle son one, surprised at the opponent’s hidden depth, dared not underestimate him anymore. Swallowing hard, he cupped his hands shakily and said, "Spare us, young master, we’ll leave right now, we’re leaving immediately."

He finished, pulling up his fallen brothers, and they quickly disappeared at the end of the alley.

The boy in purple took out a cloth and wiped his hands, looking over at the boy in white.

"You really know how to enjoy yourself, only bothering to hide when something happens."

Indeed, during their fight earlier, the boy in white had hidden behind the lacquered door.

At these words, the boy in white raised his eyebrows, "With you protecting me, as a frail scholar, I am of course happy to hide away."