Du Wanchun quickly called to the maid in the room: "Go, make some hot soup and meat cakes."
"Yes, madam." The maid quickly stepped back after hearing this.
Du Wanchun brought Xiao Qing'er into the house.
Xiao Qing'er ate five or six buns in her arms. She kept burping after eating. Soon the maid brought hot soup and meatloaf.
Du Wanchun then asked the chef to prepare a table of dishes. ?.?????.???
After Xiao Qing'er drank the hot soup, she brought a table of snacks.
"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry." Du Wanchun took a piece of pastry and handed it to Xiao Qing'er, and then gave another piece to Xiao Mianmian, "There will be food later."
Xiao Qinger shed tears as she ate.
After all, he is a half-year-old child and has suffered a lot along the way. Now that he is being taken care of by Du Wanchun, it is inevitable that he will feel some emotions.
Du Wanchun wiped him with a handkerchief and said, "I'll have my servants give you a bath and change your clothes later."
Xiao Qing'er wiped her tears and nodded obediently, "Thank you Aunt Wan Chun."
Du Wanchun asked him: "Xiao Qing'er, you have always been well-behaved, why did you sneak out without telling your parents this time?"
Xiao Qing'er lowered her head and didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing that he was unwilling to tell, Du Wanchun arranged for his servants to help him take a bath.
When he came back from changing clothes, the food was ready.
Xiao Mianmian was very happy when she saw Xiao Qing'er coming. She helped him get a chair and pick up vegetables, "Brother Qing'er, this is delicious. Eat more."
After Xiao Qing'er sat down, she looked at the dishes in her bowl with chopsticks, her nose became sour again.
In fact, he was already full from the steamed buns and soup just now, but he still ate what little Mianmian gave him.
Du Wanchun came over and brought them some sweet soup for digestion.
Later, they sent people to bring food boxes to Yi'er, Yu'er, Hai Qingyang and Mr. Yuan.
They have been learning to ride horses at the racecourse these days.
After the children finished eating, Xiao Qing'er was finally willing to say, "Aunt Wan Chun, my mother wants to get me engaged."
Du Wanchun heard Mrs. Wu mention it in the letter, but he didn't expect that it was really because of this.
Xiao Qing'er is still young. If it were someone as old as him, he wouldn't know what an engagement is.
He matures earlier than the average child.
Then I heard Xiao Qing'er say again: "I didn't know what an engagement was at first, but later I found out that it turned out to be a concubine just like my father."
"Is your father going to take a concubine?" Du Wanchun asked doubtfully. Madam Wu didn't seem to say anything in the letter.
She always thought that Wei Xun and Lady Wu had a deep love for each other, but she didn't expect that such a relationship would end up with a concubine.
Xiao Qing'er was about to cry as she spoke, "I heard from people in the palace that my father wants to have a concubine. When the time comes, I will want a new little brother, the child of that concubine."
"What does this mean to my mother? Aunt Wan Chun, you often say that a husband and wife are of the same mind, but what does this third person mean? What does my brother and I mean?"
Xiao Mianmian took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his tears, "Brother Qing'er, don't cry. In the future, when you come to our house, call me daddy as daddy and my mother as mommy."
It was originally a child's comforting words, but Xiao Qing'er listened and nodded heavily.
Du Wanchun felt distressed at the side. She could save the lives of Madam Wu and her son, but she could not control their fate. If Wei Xun really had to take a concubine, she would be unable to stop him.
However, judging from the past few months, it seems that Xiao Qing'er's disappearance really prevented Wei Xun from getting a concubine.
It seems that they still value this son in their hearts.
Du Wanchun comforted him and said, "Stop crying. Isn't your father not married yet? Maybe they have changed their minds."
