Ye Zhenzhen also looked at him with a sly expression.
"I don't know who hit the bedpost. Are you okay?"
Cui Weizhen held her hand and walked back, not caring at all: "Boys have rough skin and thick flesh, it doesn't matter."
All right!
Besides, they also have medicated oil in the house, so just rub it on if it hurts. The culprit, Ye Zhenzhen, came at night and captured the hearts of all the young boys in the room, and then left very irresponsibly.
Who has no sleep tonight?
Anyway, Ye Zhenzhen slept very soundly after returning from being a demon. Until the next day, she saw the big bump on her son's forehead and the dark circles under his eyes...
"mother……"
Cui Zhiduan's mother-in-law voice was full of emotion and touching. Ye Zhenzhen's remaining conscience ached under her son's big watery eyes. She immediately switched to the loving mother mode seamlessly, showing hypocritical yet sincere concern:
"Why did you hit your head? Let me see, does it hurt? Have you applied medicine? Qiu Wu! Qiu Wu! Get my medicine box quickly!"
"Madam, the medicine box is here."
Qiu Wu hurriedly brought the medicine box. Ye Zhenzhen opened the medicine box, took out the medicinal oil and rubbed it. Cui Zhiduan lost control of his face in pain, grinned, and was full of grievances and sorrows but could not say a word. Cui Weizhen watched this scene from the side,
He couldn't help laughing and shook his head.
This mother and son...
Finally, the scene of a loving mother and a filial son finally came to an end. Cui Zhiduan was moved to tears and followed his mother obediently as a little boy. From time to time he glanced at his father, who looked majestic, and behaved even more well-behaved.
Even if his grandmother asked him, he didn't dare to mention the disaster caused by his parents' bedtime check. He only said that he was confused and accidentally knocked on it at night.
Aunt Cui was so distressed that she held her eldest grandson in her arms and asked him about his welfare. If the official hadn't said that her mother had given him medicine, the old lady would have expressed her concern in person.
After a noisy morning, Cui Zhiduan went to school with his forehead like a birthday boy. Ye Zhenzhen thought that Cui Weizhen had just returned from the countryside and would definitely go to the Yamen to deal with the accumulated official duties. Unexpectedly, he urged her: "You go to dress up first.
, I will go visit a gentleman with you later."
Ye Zhenzhen was confused: "Which sir? Did you recruit some more staff?"
Cui Weizhen just smiled and said nothing, then turned around and ordered Yuxiu to go to the warehouse to get the greeting gift. Ye Zhenzhen listened and found out that they were all calligraphy, paintings and poetry collections by famous people. He even prepared piano scores. She thought that this gentleman was an elegant person.
people.
While letting her maid help her get dressed, she said to Cui Weizhen: "You are going to visit your husband, wouldn't it be appropriate to take me with you?"
"It's perfect to take you with me."
Cui Weizhen saw that she had specially chosen a set of simple and elegant clothes. Even her hair was simply combed up in a bun, with one or two hairpins dangling from her head. Her makeup was light yet dignified. It was obvious that she was dressing up for a meeting later.
Standing in front of her at this time is Mrs. Ning Guo in the eyes of outsiders. How can she be as narrow-minded as last night?
Cui Weizhen couldn't help but laugh: "It doesn't have to be like this. I think the Xuemei floor-sweeping skirt you just cut a few days ago is very good."
Ye Zhenzhen pressed her hair into a bun in front of the mirror and sipped her lipstick: "No need, just wear it like this. It's elegant yet dignified. If it's too ostentatious, it will leave a bad impression on sir."
Although she is not a scholar, she knows the preferences of most scholars clearly, so she can't go wrong with such a dress.
