"I'm sure." Dad Su patted Song Ziheng's shoulder, laughed cheerfully, and personally sent them out. Su Wan was following a few people with a very young wife. The ox cart that Song Ziheng had made was waiting outside the door. Although it was not the first time he saw such an original means of transportation, it was the first time that he was so simple and authentic. Su Wan looked at him curiously. Mrs. Su took the bag from the little maid and handed it to her, and told her worriedly: "When you go back, you must be filial to your parents-in-law, respect your brother and sister-in-law, and love your sister-in-law, do you know?"

Su Wan nodded, said nothing, and followed Song Ziheng into the ox cart. Seeing the back of her daughter and son-in-law gradually disappearing, Mr. Su sighed: "This girl doesn't say a word today, and I don't know if she is really wrong or is thinking about something in her heart."

Mrs. Su sighed, "I'm worried about Ziheng. You said he was so young that I couldn't see through it. If he hadn't said he had already applauded the ox cart, I would have thought he really wanted Wanwan to stay at home for a few more days. It turned out to be a hit. Didn't scholars say that all scholars are pedantic? I think he is so smart. It's just that our silly girl who has followed his advice for a long time. She was still unhappy when I advised her. She didn't really agree if I cried. She was sad when she came to Ziheng, and she started to cry after a few words. She would be eaten to death in the future."

"It would be fine if she could really listen to her son-in-law's son-in-law in everything. At least she wouldn't make any mistakes. She was afraid that she would respond in person. He would start to do something wrong again if he was no longer at home."

After saying that, Dad Su turned around and entered the door. Mrs. Su followed and was still nagging: "Wanwan was the same this time. I originally thought about it. After she had been in the Song family for a few months and had a tough time, she would find a reason to send Xiaolu over to continue serving her. I guess the in-laws wouldn't think too much at that time. But now she's making such a fuss, so how dare I mention it to the maid, making the in-laws feel that we wouldn't look down on his family."

"Don't think about this kind of thing. It's up to her to suffer some trouble. She is not allowed to give her money privately in the future. She will live whatever life her son-in-law can let her live. She was going to marry her by herself!"

Mrs. Su stopped talking, thinking that I would stuff money. When I bought the dowry, you stuffed silver notes into the bottom of the box. Most of the family business was almost moved, and the rest was kept for her, for fear that she would squander her money.

Su Wan was born in a costume drama. She had no popularity or background in her first debut. She basically took on all roles. She played the cannon fodder farm girl who was riding a ox cart once. However, the wooden board of the ox cart was smooth and flat, and it was padded. It was very comfortable to sit up. In addition, she was a supporting role, and she appeared for only five minutes in total. She didn't take a ox cart for a long time. That experience was quite novel and interesting to her, so when she saw the ox cart that Song Ziheng called, she was still a little eager to try, but when she sat on it, she knew that she was cheated!

The cart was hard and timid. After leaving the city gate, the road was rugged and like a cradle. It was even more tragic that they set off from the afternoon of sunshine. When they arrived at Songjia Village, the sun was about to set off. Su Wan only realized that the people here were really not discounted. Mr. Su said that the Song family had to be close to two hours, which was really two hours, and four hours! Su Wan, who thought she was well-educated, wanted to swear. She took out a spirit that was even more serious than the body and etiquette classes arranged by the company back then, so that she could withstand the urge to curse, ignore her ass, which was about to be ruined, and kept the dignified and steady all the way. She couldn't help but quietly glanced at the person next to her. The other party was contented, and she admired the scenery on both sides of the road like a spring outing. Sometimes she talked to the chariot for a few words, and her face was even warmer than the spring breeze.

Su Wan felt a sense of respect.

The ox cart slowly walked into a village, and the villagers passing by greeted Song Ziheng one after another. Most of them called him "Ziheng" awkwardly with a strong local accent, and they were also close to those who called him "Ziheng's Sanlang". Song Ziheng all greeted with affectionate and warm words, and his speech was still as slow as he did not show any arrogance. A village woman would shout "Ziheng's wife" when she saw Su Wan, without asking anything else. This was different from what Su Wan expected. Less than a month after the bride passed the house, and she ran back to her parents' home by herself. In ancient times, this should not be a trivial matter and deserved to be a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner. The atmosphere in the countryside neighborhood was open, and there was no reason that the villagers didn't know the original owner was making such a fuss, but looking at everyone's reaction, they didn't seem to be interested in her. Su Wan looked at Song Ziheng unconsciously, with great doubts.

Song Ziheng looked at Su Wan as if she was unknown, and greeted the villagers all the way to the front of the Song family.

Seeing him get off the car, Su Wan also planned to jump down. As soon as she finished her posture, a slender hand appeared in her eyes. She looked up and saw that Song Ziheng still had a warm smile on her face: "The journey is long, the ox cart is simple, thank you for your hard work, my wife."
Chapter completed!