"Since you still can't accept that child, come to Ningkang Garden to live with me first."
Song Wan took a sip of the lotus seed soup and said softly, Chun Xiu felt like she was being pardoned. She immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Song Wan and said, "I thank you for your grace, I thank you for your kindness!"
Chunxiu¡¯s voice was a little trembling, and she was even more excited than when Song Wan took her back to Song Mansion.
Song Wan put down the bowl and helped her up, and said warmly: "Ning Kangyuan has never had a rule of kowtowing or kneeling. Now that you are back, everything will go as before. However, Qing'e is regarded as a sister by A Yuan. Lu Shu used to be from my aunt's house, and Bai He and I also have a friendship, so don't really treat them like maids in the house."
Chunxiu nodded repeatedly and said, "I know that I will serve the girl well and never cause trouble for the girl."
Chunxiu had nothing to pack, so she straightened out the small couch outside. She had been sleeping outside and guarding Song Wan before.
After settling down Chunxiu, Song Wan went to Ningkang Garden again. Ruan just got up. After all, she was getting old, and her head still hurt.
Song Wan gave him some hangover soup and porridge, and also helped Ruan¡¯s head for a while.
She used to do this for Mrs. Song, and her technique was very professional. Ruan's brows widened. Song Wan briefly told her about Chunxiu's resistance to taking care of the child, and said softly: "In addition to the wet nurse in the house, None of the others have experience in raising children, so I ask my aunt to teach me more during this time."
Ruan could understand, and sighed and said: "That maid of yours is also very lucky. Not only did she survive, but she also saved the child. It is normal for her to have knots in her heart. I also like that child very much. There's no need to be polite to A-Wan and I, I'm just sorry for you, I'm just getting over it, and I have to take care of the adults and worry about the children."
Ruan said and patted Song Wan's hand. Song Wan smiled and said, "I don't feel bitter. I feel that such days are very fulfilling. As long as they are all well, being tired is nothing."
After leaving Shoukangyuan, Song Wan went to Nanyuan again. Song Qiuse was not sleeping. Like the previous few days, he was sitting on the swing in a daze.
It will be noon soon, the sun is shining brightly, she can't feel the heat and is not afraid of the sun.
Song Wan did not go to help her push the swing. He walked to the shade under the eaves and called softly: "Sese, the sun is too strong. Come inside and sit for a while. I have something to tell you."
Song Qiuse entered the house as expected. Song Wan was sweating a lot along the way, but there was no sign of being exposed to the sun at all.
Song Wan poured himself a cup of tea and asked softly: "You weren't drunk last night, were you?"
"No, those things are not wine at all to me."
Song Qiuse answered quickly. Song Wan nodded in relief and said, "This child is more than half a year old, and it won't be long before he learns to speak. You also know that Chunxiu has a knot in her heart and cannot take care of the child as much as she can. I asked her to Now that I¡¯ve moved into Ningkang Garden, I still have to take care of the bookstore. Can you help me take care of the children if you have time?"
Originally, even if Chunxiu was not in trouble, Song Wan wanted Song Qiuse to have more contact with the child.
The child is still young and full of curiosity about the world. Staying with him doesn't require any precautions. It will also be good for Song Qiuse to get out of those glooms as soon as possible.
Song Qiuse frowned, lowered her eyes and looked away from Song Wan, and said with a sullen face: "Sister, you should know that I don't like children, they are annoying."
Last time she almost lost control of her temper and hit the child on the street.
Song Wan also thought of what happened last time and asked tentatively: "When you heard this child cry, Sesu, did you ever think of beating him?"