Zhang Xiaomei, who opened the door, had never seen Du Wei. Seeing that he was dressed in civilian clothes and only had two followers, she thought he was also here to join in the fun, so she blocked the door and prevented them from entering: "My granddaughter needs to rest and cannot entertain guests for the time being.
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There have been too many people in the Song family these days, which not only disturbed Song Xixi's recovery, but also seriously affected the Song family's normal routine.
At first, they were polite enough to let the meddlesome people leave, but as time went by, no one could withstand the harassment of the meddlesome people. They simply lowered their faces and refused the meddlesome people to enter, preventing them from getting a chance to cross the threshold.
Du Wei didn't expect that he would be stopped one day, so he was so funny that he had to announce his family: "I am the prefect of Huai'an Prefecture. I heard that Xixi was seriously injured and has not recovered, so I came here to visit her."
Prefect?
Zhang Xiaomei was startled, thinking that no one would be bold enough to pretend to be the prefect. Her knees went weak and she almost knelt down: "You, you, you, are you the prefect?"
Du Wei stepped forward, held her arm, and joked with a gentle face: "I don't eat people, so there is no need for the old lady to panic."
Zhang Xiaomei, who was extremely nervous, felt relieved and quickly turned sideways to invite Du Wei into the room.
Du Wei made an invitation gesture and followed the old lady to the main room.
Everyone in the room was stunned when they saw Du Wei, wondering why Zhang Xiaomei let him in.
When Zhang Xiaomei revealed Du Wei's identity, she immediately panicked and wanted to kneel down to Du Wei, but Du Wei stopped her: "I am traveling incognito, so you don't need to be polite or make any noise."
The Song family understood what he meant. They didn't want others to know that he was here: "Yes, sir."
At this time, Song Xixi was leaning on the bedside comfortably, watching the audacious Wu Bai teasing the tuft of hair lying motionless on the ground. She was very worried that tuft of hair would get angry and kill Mao Tuanzi, who regarded a wolf as a dog.
Ever since He Hong helped Yasu Mao reattach the leg bone, Yasu Mao stayed at the Song family to recuperate.
After all, he is a beast, at a loss in the human world. Except for occasional outings, a tuft of hair always stays in the room.
If someone comes in to see Song Xixi, it will hide consciously, so no one knows that there is a wolf living in the Song family.
Through the half-open door, Song Xixi heard Du Wei's familiar voice. She was surprised and looked out.
"Little sister, the prefect has come to see you. I will change your clothes."
Song Qingqing pushed open the door and walked in, took out a new set of clothes from the closet, and helped Song Xixi, who was only wearing an undershirt, put them on.
Seeing a tuft of hair lying on the ground, she asked her little cousin for her opinion: "Should I let him go out first, so as not to scare the prefect?"
Song Xixi shook her head: "The door of my room is connected to the main room. If a guy as big as a tuft of hair goes out, Mr. Du can't see it. Let him stay here and pretend to be a dog."
Song Qingqing: "..."
Do you think Mr. Du doesn't have eyes and can't tell the difference between a wolf and a dog?
Of course Du Wei could tell the difference clearly. The first time he was led in by Song Wufu, he saw a tuft of hair that raised his head and stared coldly at him. He recognized it at a glance as a genuine wolf!
"Tsk, tsk, there are rumors that you were sent down the mountain by a pack of wolves. I thought the rumors were exaggerated, but I didn't expect you kept the wolves in the house!" Du Wei looked at the tuft of hair with interest, but there was no trace of fear.
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"It's injured. It's staying at my house for a while. It will leave when it recovers. Don't take any chances with it."
Song Xixi explained in a few words the reason why Tu Mao stayed at home, blocking out all the words Du Wei was going to say next: "Besides, she is the daughter-in-law of 250, and she doesn't like the pets you raise."
When Du Wei heard this, his eyes became even more interested: "She is Erbaifu's daughter-in-law? She is so beautiful. No wonder Erbaifu looks down on Dazhuang!"
Song Xixi's mouth twitched, but she didn't expect that he would still remember this incident.
Du Wei didn't seem to notice the fangs exposed by a tuft of hair. He looked back and forth around the tuft of hair twice: "Not bad, not bad. This wolf has a strong physique and is no different from the offspring bred by 250!"
After that, he looked at Song Xixi suspiciously: "Have you really never seen their cubs?"
Song Xixi opened her eyes and told lies: "It's true that she is the daughter-in-law of 250. What does it have to do with me alone? How can I be allowed to come into contact with their cubs?"
Du Wei glanced at the unpleasant tuft of hair and reluctantly believed her words: "Hey, what a pity. I thought I could catch a glimpse of this when I came here..."
At this point, he seemed to feel something was wrong. He coughed dryly and looked at Song Xixi with concern: "How is the injury? How long will it take to recover?"
Song Xixi was speechless for a moment, but she didn't say anything to criticize anyone: "Three to five months."
She had to stay in bed for a month before she could go to bed. It would not be easy to fully recover. During this period, no matter how big the case happened in the Yamen, she would not be able to provide help.
Du Wei also thought of this, and said with a clear sense of justice: "It doesn't matter, it's a big deal for you to recover from your injuries. Only when you recover can you share your worries with me."
Song Xixi almost wanted to give him a look, and said perfunctorily: "Thank you for your consideration."
Du Wei asked her about her battle with the evil tiger again. Even though Song Xixi only said a few words, he could hear the danger in it. He was grateful that she was more skilled and survived, otherwise he would have to take time off from work.
Come and have a meal.
Song Xixi couldn't say anything and looked troubled before sending this unattractive magistrate away.
"I didn't expect Mr. Du to be so kind. He seems to be an approachable elder."
Song Qingqing had a very good impression of Du Wei, which completely subverted her understanding of being an official: "I think Mr. Du really regards you as a nephew. He doesn't have any official airs in front of you, and he even makes jokes with you.
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Song Xixi shook her head: "You have never seen him handling cases. In short, sitting in the position of prefect at such a young age, it is impossible for him to act like that."
Song Qingqing didn't care: "Anyway, Mr. Du values you and treats you well. In the future, if you encounter difficult things while working for the Yamen, you won't be pushed out as cannon fodder."
She learned the word cannon fodder from the mouth of Song River.
Song Xixi remained silent, seeming to agree with Song Qingqing's words.
Du Wei was busy with official duties, so when he saw that Song Xixi was fine, he left with his attendants and did not stay at the Song family for lunch.
Song Wufu and others felt uneasy about this, worried that they were being neglectful, or Song Xixi said it was okay, so they felt at ease and continued to guard the courtyard gate to prevent irrelevant people from entering.
It was not until more than ten days later that a tuft of hair barely recovered from its leg injury, and He Hong removed the splint. With Song Xixi's envious eyes, it left the Song family at night and finally returned to the tribe after half a month's absence.
After that, fewer and fewer people came to see the strange things in the Song family. The Song family members breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their normal routine.