The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed and the weather has become cooler.

Mrs. Wen invited her to go to Hualun Temple to pray for blessings. She took her two children and sat in a carriage, heading to the temple outside the city in a grand procession.

Madam Wen said, "Every year I take Xiaoyan and Xiaohuai to the Hualun Temple to pray for blessings. This year, Xiaoyan just entered the court as an official, so only Xiaohuai is left to accompany me."

Mrs. Wen looked at Wen Huai who was snuggling in Chu Bainiu's arms, and thought that Chu Bainiu's husband had passed away at a young age. It was said that he passed away on the wedding night. She didn't know whether he had done that.

How pitiful.

After all, Wei Shubai is the child of the general's wife. Although they seem to have a good relationship now, it is unknown whether he will always be filial.

Mrs. Wen really treated Chu Bainiao as a sister and couldn't help but think about it.

Her eyes fell on her youngest son who was lying in Chu Bainiu's arms in a disorganized manner, and she suddenly said, "Niuniu, why don't you let Xiao Huai recognize you as his stepmother?"

"what!"

A sharp child's voice was heard. It was Wen Huai calling.

Chu Bainiao and Wei Shubai were completely confused and had no idea how Madam Wen suddenly thought of this.

Wen Huai sat up from Chu Bainiao's arms and stared at his mother in amazement. He was too young to understand much, but subconsciously he didn't want to have any relationship with Chu Bainiao.

Didn't I call her aunt? Isn't that enough?

"Mom, I don't want it!" Wen Huai's pretty and delicate face wrinkled.

Mrs. Wen looked puzzled. "Why not? Don't you like your aunt so much?"

Mrs. Wen felt a little jealous when she said this. Her little son, whom she had given birth to after ten months of hard work, was particularly attached to Chu Bainiao and seemed to like her very much.

Wen Huai pouted, lay back down, and covered his face with Chu Bainiao's white and soft hand. "I don't want it, that's it! You don't have to recognize aunt as your stepmother. I will treat you well!"

Wen Huai spread out his two slender fingers and looked at Chu Bainiao's thin jaw through the gap between his fingers.

Wei Shubai also said dryly: "If Wen Huai doesn't want to recognize it, then don't recognize it. I think it's fine, right, mother?"

Chu Bainiao rubbed Wei Shubai's head with his other hand.

Wei Shubai looked at the bad boy who had occupied her mother's arms. He really didn't know how Wen Huai, at such an old age, still had the nerve to lie in his mother's arms. If it were him, he would never do such a thing!

I don’t know if my mother’s arms are soft, but they must smell good.

No, that's not right. Wen Huai definitely can't recognize his mother as his stepmother! His aunt is so arrogant! What if she really becomes his stepmother?

Chu Bai Niao rubbed the little boy's head and pulled his collar before looking at Madam Wen: "Sister Yi, since Xiao Huai and Shu Bai have said so, forget about the matter of recognizing her as my stepmother. I know Sister Yi is thinking about me."

Mrs. Wen's real name is Xiao Yi.

Mrs. Wen sighed, "Okay, since you all say so, then forget about the recognition of relatives."

Anyway, she thought her sister was a capable person and thought she would have a good future in her later years.

After getting off the car at the temple gate, Chu Bainiao and Mrs. Wen walked in with their two children. After having their vegetarian meal, they strolled among the mountains and woods.

Madam Wen said, "The scenery of Hualun Temple is very nice, and it is best in autumn. If we come here now, everything will be withered."

It was almost winter, and the breeze was chilly. "Sister Yi is right. I see maple trees all over the mountains, right?"

Madam Wen smiled and said, "It's the maple trees. In autumn, the whole mountain turns red. The mountain is very lively. Many young men and women from the capital come here to play together or alone."

“Appreciating the maple leaves is also appreciating the people.”

Chu Bainiao nodded, her thin figure looking particularly tall and straight like a bamboo in the wind, "It's a pity this year, I didn't expect to come out for a walk."

Mrs. Wen's eyes were attracted by the two children who ran back. "Niao Niao, what you said is a bit sad. What's the big deal? I'll take you out to play next autumn."

"Bring some more food."

Chu Bainiao was about to say something when he saw his senior brother, who had just returned from a crazy play, with his hands behind his back, doing something. Then he kicked something and his little body fell forward.

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Mrs. Wen let out a sharp cry: "Oh my dear, what are you doing!"

The two maids following behind him were so frightened that they rushed forward to help the young master up.

Fortunately, the fallen leaves in the forest were thick, so Wen Huai was not seriously injured. There were just some dead branches stuck in her hair, and some things were stuck on her pink face.

Chu Bainiao had just taken a few steps in that direction when he was stopped by Wei Shubai, who had been chasing Wen Huai. Wen Huai threw him away and ruthlessly passed him and ran in front of Chu Bainiao.

Wei Shubai took out a bunch of colorful wild flowers from behind his back and said, "Here, this is for mom."

Chu Bainiao was stunned, bent down and took the handful of wild flowers with both hands.

Wen Huai was helped up. Mrs. Wen also saw the flowers in his hand. She was happy but scolded him, "You kid, just pick the flowers. Don't run so fast. If you fall and get hurt, what will I do?"

Wen Huai stared at the flowers in Chu Bainiao's hand and curled his lips, somewhat dissatisfied that Wei Shubai got there first.

He handed the bouquet of flowers in his right hand to Mrs. Wen, "Mom, I picked these for you!"

A bouquet of flowers successfully shut Mrs. Wen's mouth.

Then Wen Huai ran to Chu Bainiao again, tilted his head back to reveal two small dimples, and smiled, "Aunt, Xiao Huai picked this for you."

Chu Bainiao took it with a smile, and rubbed the two little kids' heads with her hands, "Thank you Shu Bai, thank you Xiao Huai."

Mrs. Wen took a handkerchief and carefully wrapped the flowers that her son gave her for the first time before she spoke, "Let's go back to the temple when you've had enough fun. I think it might rain."

Chu Bai Niao raised his head slightly and said, "Let's go back. It looks like it's going to rain."

After the sun went down, a wet and cool drizzle began to fall. Before going to bed, Chu Bainiao tucked Wei Shubai in and said, "If you feel cold in the middle of the night, tell the maid, okay?"

Wei Shubai nodded, "Don't worry, mother, I'm not a child anymore."

Chu Bainiao pulled the corners of his lips with some amusement, "Yes, yes, our Shu Bai will be six years old after the Chinese New Year."

Wei Shu's face turned red and he shrank into the quilt.

Walking out of the little bean room, passing by the corridor soaked by the night rain, Chu Bainiao gathered his cloak and passed by quickly.

Chu Bai Niao woke up when she heard some noise and asked the maid who was on guard outside, "What happened?"

The maid seemed to have not expected that the lady would wake up by herself, and she quickly apologized, and then she spoke, "It was Master Xiao Wen. Master Xiao Wen said that he had a nightmare, and he was cold and scared, and wanted to go into the room to sleep with the lady."

Senior brother?

Chu Bai Niao didn't dare to use her soul to check. She stretched out her white fingers and rubbed her temples, "Let him in."