After swapping bodies with the scumbag husband

evening.

The smell of various delicacies came from the restaurant.

Liang Wei has already returned. She not only bought herself a beautiful cheongsam today, but also bought new shoes and bags for her mother-in-law, Song Yuwen.

Regardless of Song Yuwen's age, she actually still has a girlish heart.

No matter what is popular outside, she likes to look at it. If Liang Wei knows, she will buy it for her.Therefore, as long as the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law does not involve important family matters, it is quite good.

Although Song Yuwen was relatively open-minded when she was young, she liked to smoke, drink and dance, but her requirements for her family were relatively conservative and traditional.

For example, she doesn't like women being in charge of the house.In this matter, Feng Yunheng thinks grandma is a person with double standards.Because of the current Feng family, to put it bluntly, she still has the final say.

Wasn't she a woman herself?

She just doesn't like letting her daughter-in-law decide.

Fortunately, Liang Wei has a good personality, and she is also very Buddhist about this kind of thing.It seemed to her that she was at ease no matter what was better.

During dinner, Song Yuwen found an excuse to dismiss Liang Wei.

Seeing this, Feng Yunheng frowned in displeasure: "Grandma, my mother hasn't eaten yet. You're just going to get a courier, can you just find someone to go?"

Song Yuwen had already prepared his speech in advance: "It's an important document. Besides your mother, how can I rest assured that others will go to it?"

One sentence was blocked by Feng Yunheng.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the dishes in front of him and said nothing.

Bai Xinran went over to coax the old lady for a few words, and she said that it was all right, and she wanted to invite the two of them to drink her treasured peach blossom wine.

Here comes the point.

Earlier in the garden, Bai Xinran carefully told Feng Yunheng not to drink tonight's wine.

There is "something" in the wine.

In order to make him reconcile with Bai Xinran, Song Yuwen did not hesitate to drug him, which was really unexpected by Feng Yunheng.These words came from Bai Xinran's mouth. If someone else said it, he would probably be suspicious.

Until now, Feng Yunheng finally believes that Bai Xinran has changed his mind.

She even reminded him with her eyes just now.

The altar of peach blossom wine was made by Song Yuwen himself when he was young.As her dowry, she was directly moved to the Feng family.

"I think your grandfather and I were still living in the old house at that time, and this wine jar was buried under the peach blossom tree in the backyard."

Song Yuwen almost never mentioned her deceased husband, Feng Yunheng's grandfather.

He didn't have a deep impression on Grandpa either.

Remember when you were very young, only two or three years old?The adults in the family always said that he should have no memory at that time, how can children remember things?
But he just vaguely remembered that his grandfather bought him candied haws in the street.

Later, Feng Yunheng also asked Liang Wei, and it was confirmed.

He looked at the wine jar brought by the servant, it was dirty, and there was a layer of mud marks on it.

Feng Yunheng said slowly: "Then to grandma, this jar of wine really has an extraordinary meaning."

"So I'm usually reluctant to share it with you two today."

Feng Yunheng smiled and said: "Don't say grandma is reluctant, I also think that this wine should be cherished."

"Am I still reluctant to give my eldest grandson?"

"This is a kind of miss between grandpa and grandma." Feng Yunheng's expression suddenly became emotional: "I miss grandpa."

Song Yuwen: "..."

Let alone her, even Bai Xinran was speechless.

However, she was still cooperating with him: "Grandma, what Ah Heng said is, why don't we drink a different bar? I still have two bottles of white sour in my car. Don't you like white wine?"

"Today is your grandfather's birthday." Song Yuwen was not moved by what the two of them said, but said his own words with a blank expression: "Before your grandfather was alive, we promised each other that every year on his birthday , will dig out this altar of wine and drink two cups."

In fact, mentioning the late grandfather did not impress Feng Yunheng.

Because he has almost no impression of grandpa.

Without impressions, there is no feeling.

However, after Song Yuwen said that, Feng Yunheng definitely couldn't refuse this glass of wine.

The moment in front of me seemed to be in slow motion.

The servant opened the wine, and what came out was a sweetness that Feng Yunheng had never smelled before.

With a light bouquet.

Even if Feng Yunheng didn't drink this wine, he knew it must belong to that kind of delicacy in the world.

Absolutely delicious.

He is not good at wine, but I have to say, this wine is really attractive.

Three wine cups were sent to them respectively.

It was only then that Feng Yunheng realized that even the wine vessel was the blue and white porcelain cups collected by Song Yuwen.

"Grandma is paying attention."

He lowered his head, looked at the clear wine and said slowly.

"Drink. Taste."

Song Yuwen gently persuaded.

Bai Xinran was observing Feng Yunheng calmly. She was not far from his seat and kicked him lightly with her high heels under the dining table.

Feng Yunheng felt it, and there was no change on his face.

After a while, Feng Yunheng sighed slightly, picked up the wine glass, and was about to drink it.

Song Yuwen stared at him without blinking.

At this moment, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open, and Wen Chang rushed in holding a man covered in blood!

"Auntie, save people!"

Liang Wei was not there, he came in and yelled in the living room, the dining room was originally close to the living room, Feng Yunheng and the others heard them all.

He got up first and "accidentally" knocked over the glass of wine in front of him.

After Feng Yunheng heard the movement and went out, Bai Xinran wanted to follow immediately, but suddenly she was stopped by the old lady.

"Dye the girl."

"Ah, what's the matter, grandma?"

She turned around and asked gently.

Song Yuwen's expression was dull: "Look at the good deeds you have done!"

"Grandma, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Don't think I don't know about the two of you in the garden because I haven't left the room!"

Hearing this, Bai Xinran's face remained unchanged, and she even made a look of sudden realization: "Grandma, don't you think I've tipped Ah Heng off?"

"How is it possible!" Since Bai Xinran wanted to act, she had to do the whole set. She ran to the old lady's lap, squatted down, and hugged her arm, with a very sincere tone: "Grandma, you really misunderstood me. You Think about it, no one wants to be Ah Heng's wife more than me, right? I love him so much."

Having said this, Bai Xinran lowered her eyes, her posture aggrieved.

Song Yuwen looked at her silently, his face still displeased, but he didn't say anything.

Two minutes later, Bai Xinran stood up again and said, "Grandma, let me go out and see what happened. It seemed to be the voice of cousin Wen Chang just now."

Song Yuwen gave a low hum.

Bai Xinran just went out, and as soon as she arrived in the living room, she smelled a strong smell of blood!