Su Wan was just thinking about it, and Song Ziheng fell in love with reading in the house. In order to allow him to read quietly, the Song family specially emptyed the house facing the backyard as a study. The Song family's backyard was a vegetable garden, and behind it was Songlin Mountain. On weekdays, children were unwilling to go to the backyard. It was quieter, so how could they compare to the house where they slept?

Song Ziheng's house is the best lighting in the wing room. Although he has been in the academy all year round and has not lived at home for long, the whole family is still used to giving him the best, and no one can stop him. Because he has not lived at home for long, Song Ziheng did not set up the house specifically. He, a big man, does not pay attention to these things. The Song family only said that he likes simplicity. Therefore, after the original owner married, the room was all her dowry except the bed and a cabinet for things.

His house was filled with things that were not his own, and Song Ziheng just thought it was a place to sleep, and he refused to step in at night.

Now Su Wan has cleaned up the house very well. She is free and sometimes she has to take Song Xiaomei. Song Xiaomei calls Daniu Erniu when she has no time. The house has changed in one or two months. The carved wooden beds, layered gauze tents, and exquisite and quaint furniture have awakened Su Wan's literary and fresh heart. She spent twelve of enthusiasm to arrange the house. The bead curtains at the head of the bed and the wind chimes by the window were all made by her own hands. After the busy period, she planned to make more handicrafts, not to do any big career, just live a happy life.

Su Wan has her own aesthetic view, and Song Ziheng is not pedantic. Others are surprised when they see this room. He only glanced at it and praised with a smile on his face, "My wife can enjoy it." Now that I have tried it, I know that before this "can enjoy it", I have to add a "very" word to be appropriate. There is a pot of orchids on the table, which exudes a faint fragrance. A layer of gauze is hung on the window. When the window is open, it is not afraid of mosquitoes entering the room. Instead, the quiet night wind blows gently.

It was cool and comfortable, and the wind chimes were rumbling with the wind, not noisy, but it was more refreshing. Song Ziheng read a book in the house, but never returned to the study. He envied Su Wan for this leisure and leisure, and he couldn't help but look up to his newlywed wife again. Although the life of his wife's family and their Song family was not far from heaven or earth, it was very different. Not everyone suddenly came to a new environment and could have her peace of mind.

Song Ziheng's actions were unexpectedly happy for Su Wan, but some people were happy, so naturally some were worried. Song's mother was really worried. Before, the third son and his wife were not close, so she was worried. Finally, the young couple was intimate now. She was worried that her son would have to take the college entrance examination next year, but now she was day and night, and she would stay in the house with her daughter-in-law when she had time. How could she read a good book?

But they were newlywed, and Song's mother didn't have much to say, so she could only suppress it. She might just be close for a while, and it would be fine in a few days. However, after a few days like this, Song Ziheng had no intention of returning to the study. Except for Grandma Song who was just waiting to hold her great-grandson, who was happy all day long, the rest of the Song family began to be unable to sit still.

At the critical moment, Song’s mother had to start: “Ziheng, will it be inconvenient for you to see you have been reading books in the house these days?”

"It's all inconvenient. The desk in the inner room is facing the window, and the light is very good."

Seeing that his son was calm, Song's mother paused and whispered: "Then your wife... doesn't feel the hindrance?"

"My son reads his son's book and she does her needlework. What's wrong with her needlework..." Song Ziheng laughed and suddenly realized it halfway through the explanation. Then he said seriously, "In fact, there are gauze tents hanging in the inner room window. There are no mosquitoes entering the room, and they can open the window to blow the air. It is much cooler and more comfortable than the study room, and it can be more effective when studying. Besides, my wife is now devoted to needlework and threading, which is quieter than me, so that she can be at peace."

Song's mother was relieved. She didn't want her daughter-in-law to be embarrassed, so she pulled her son to talk about it alone. Now she was a little lucky to say that her daughter-in-law is a good heart, but she is not very good-nature and cannot bear the grievance. She has had two attacks since she entered the door. Once, her second sister-in-law gave her anger, but she just went back to her parents' home. The second one was her second sister-in-law who said a few words about her, and she almost pointed at her nose and scolded her. This temperament is strong, and except for her son, no one is suitable for anyone. Even though she is a mother-in-law, it is afraid it will be bad if she messes with her. If she knows this misunderstanding, she may still be what she wants. Song's mother is a woman who is the most convinced of the words "Home harmony is good and everything is good". It is only one thing to lose.

Thinking of this, Song's mother couldn't help but smile: "It seems that your wife was not a mess in the house those days, and it was still useful."

Song Ziheng nodded, and Song's mother said again: "But you are the most important thing in studying. Since hanging gauze tents is useful, I will hang it for your study, so that you can avoid crowding in the house."

"I will go back to the academy in a few days. When I come back next time, it will be autumn and it will not be enough. It is better to hang up all my parents' houses, so as to avoid the hot night."
Chapter completed!