The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 498 - 465: Sunburned Like a Little Black Egg
Under the meticulous care of the little maids, Granny Song’s cold gradually improved.
Previously, she had discussed with Old Song about going to the manor to stay for a month and coming back when Jinbao’s birthday arrives.
Wen Wan had been busy the past few days preparing for the trip to the manor for the elderly and her son.
On the day of departure, it happened that Song Wei was taking a day off.
The little guy was quite reluctant to part with his parents, hugging Wen Wan and then Song Wei, standing at the door without moving.
Wen Wan looked at him amusedly, "If you don’t want to go, don’t force yourself. Otherwise, you’ll be crying on the manor at night when you can’t see your parents — that’ll be embarrassing."
Hearing this, Jinbao squared his shoulders, "Whoever cries is a puppy."
Wen Wan teased him, "You want to go yet you can’t leave your parents. Isn’t that a contradiction?"
Jinbao released Wen Wan’s waist, stared at her belly for a moment, and suddenly asked, "When Jinbao comes back, will he be able to see his sister?"
Wen Wan replied no, "The due date is in September, still half a year to go."
In the end, Wen Wan realized something and asked him, "Why do you think it’ll be a sister?"
"Sisters are obedient, Jinbao wants a sister."
Wen Wan naturally caressed her belly, smiling lightly, "We’ll know if it’s a brother or sister after it’s born."
After saying this, she urged him, "Grandpa and grandma have been waiting for a long time, aren’t you going?"
With a soft "Um," Jinbao turned and took a few steps toward the carriage, then stopped, turned around and ran back to Wen Wan, wrapping his little arms tightly around his mother, reluctant to let go for a long time, before finally getting on the carriage without looking back.
Wen Wan, recalling his little actions from just now, found it both amusing and exasperating, "This little guy clearly can’t bear to leave, yet insists on going. I bet he won’t last two days before crying to come back."
Song Wei, watching the already departing carriage, said quietly, "Not necessarily."
Wen Wan thought his words were too absolute, "Don’t you know your own son’s nature?"
Song Wei smiled, "He’s my own son, of course, I know."
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The elderly couple brought their little golden grandson to the manor, where they received a warm welcome from the manor head and were arranged a place to stay.
When Wen Wan had someone inform the manor head earlier, she only mentioned that the great-grandfather and great-grandmother were coming, without saying what the elderly couple was coming to do.
Therefore, when the two old masters changed into clothes for working, the manor head was taken aback, "Old master, madam, what are you two doing...?"
Granny Song said casually, "We can’t stay idle at the house, thought we’d find some work to do."
The manor head was struck dumb as if thunderstruck.
How many rural elderly folks dream of moving to the Capital with their sons who have passed the Advanced Scholar exam to enjoy life? Having gotten used to a life of wealth and glory, who would want to return to being a farmer?
This Song family’s old master and madam truly opened people’s eyes.
Seeing the manor head so shocked, Granny Song couldn’t be bothered to explain and told him to fetch two hoes.
The manor head came to his senses, replied with a sound, and went out.
After a little while, he returned carrying two hoes.
Granny Song and Old Song each took a hoe, turning back to look at their little golden grandson who was squatting by the doorway.
The little golden grandson was holding his chin, watching grandpa and grandma.
Granny Song thought that there should have been confusion in little golden grandson’s eyes, but because he was too lazy, the confusion may have been suppressed by his laziness and he couldn’t even muster the energy to ask a question.
Old Song walked over to the little golden grandson, smiling happily, "In a while, we’re going to plant corn, and after that, we’re going to catch some fish to grill. Does Jinbao want to eat?"
Jinbao had never eaten grilled fish before; upon hearing this, he salivated and asked grandpa, "When will we finish planting the corn?"
"We’re short a person to sow the seeds." Old Song intentionally said, "If someone helps with sowing, it wouldn’t take long."
"Me me me..." Jinbao raised his little paw, indicating he’s willing to sow seeds for the sake of grilled fish.
Granny Song was quite surprised; it turned out the old man had a way with words, managing to get this little lazy grandson to volunteer for work in just a few sentences.
However, despite her surprise, Granny Song did not agree with the old man, "Jinbao is so young, how can he possibly sow the seeds?"
Old Song proposed, "The three of us can plant a piece of land by ourselves. I’ll dig the holes in front, you can take Jinbao to sow the seeds, and no matter how it turns out, it’s fine. It’s mainly to train the little grandson; he’s almost four years old now and can’t continue to be lazy."
Granny Song still felt it wasn’t suitable, "Jinbao is so pampered at home. Look at those thin, delicate arms and legs. Just standing in the field isn’t he going to get sunburned?"
Old Song insisted, "Third Son’s intention was for us to help discipline Jinbao, otherwise he wouldn’t have agreed to let him come to the countryside and stay for more than a month,"
Granny Song was speechless and upon looking at the little golden grandson again, her eyes still showed some reluctance, "Sowing seeds is very tiring. Wouldn’t it be better for Jinbao to rest in the house? If you feel bored, you can go with grandma; she’ll find a big tree for you to rest under, and when you wake up, we’ll go catch fish."
Although the little guy was lazy, he was quite responsible for what he said himself. He refused to rest under the tree and insisted on sowing the seeds.
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A quarter of an hour later, the three of them showed up at a freshly tilled field.
A sack next to them was halfway filled with corn seeds.
Old Song swung the hoe to dig a row of holes in front, while Granny Song got a little basket for Jinbao, filled it with a handful of corn seeds, and then taught him how to sow them.
Jinbao had a pretty good learning ability; Granny Song demonstrated once and he remembered, then followed behind grandpa to work.
For the first time working in the field, the little guy found it quite novel. After working for half an afternoon, he indeed turned into a little black egg from the sun.
Granny Song looked at his indescribably funny little black face, feeling even more at a loss for words.
