Chapter 390 The Whole Family Hides From Changzhi

Zhulan was hungry, why didn't she think of roasting a whole lamb, ouch, she didn't expect to miss too many delicacies, Mrs. Zhao's idea is really good, "Okay, you can arrange it!"

Seeing that her mother-in-law was satisfied, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help curling her lips. She couldn't win her sister-in-law, she might be better than her third sibling, and her mother-in-law was not at home, so she thought about how to grab her mother-in-law's attention from her sister-in-law, although it was still In terms of eating, my sister-in-law stopped cooking, she took care of the kitchen, and she found a way.

Zhulan wanted to rest, and the three daughters-in-law went back.

After lunch, Zhulan took her daughter back to the main courtyard, Zhulan pinched her nose, "I still want to see you in the morning, why don't you come?"

Xuehan smiled, "Mother, the sisters-in-law want to occupy your side all the time, am I giving the sister-in-laws a chance?"

The sisters-in-law in the family often competed for mother's attention!

Zhulan laughed, "Come here, mother brought you something good."

Xuehan, "Mom, the gift you brought me was given to me by my elder brother yesterday, why do I still have it?"

Zhulan bent her eyes, "Of course, I brought you back the dowry, do you want to see it?"

Xuehan's face turned red all of a sudden. She used to miss Rong Chuan when he was not at home, but she didn't think much about it when she was busy. This time when Rong Chuan came back, she felt different, "Mom."

Zhulan's heart was filled with marriage early in ancient times. For the sake of Xuehan's health, Zhulan confessed, "Mother told you, I want to keep you for a few more years."

Xuehan became even more shy, stomping her feet, "Mom."

Zhulan sighed, she was precocious in ancient times, then stood up, took out the leftovers Zhou Shuren carved and polished for her jewelry, a small box, and Zhulan brought it to Xuehan's side, "This is the leftovers from the jade rewarded by the emperor. Put some jewels on you."

Xuehan, "..."

She knew about this matter, no, it should be said that the whole city knew about it, and some people even asked her to confirm it!

Xuehan felt that it would not be good for her to give these leftovers to her because father gave her jewelry, "Mom, father gave it to you, you should keep it, and give us something else in the future!"

Zhulan thinks that the fineness of jade is not easy to get, she wants to give some decent dowry to her daughter, but she really doesn’t think she can’t give it to her daughter, and the jade is very big, she doesn’t want to make all of them jewelry for herself, and the dowry of ancient women is also She didn't want to be buried with her children, since she couldn't take it with her after she died, so it was better to leave it to the living.

Uh, no, she wanted to take away the dowry that Zhou Shuren specially gave her for the funeral, and she didn't want to take anything else with her.

Bah bah, she is alive and well, it's too early to think about funeral objects.

In the end, Zhulan decided to make her own decisions, and chatted with her daughter for a while. It was getting late, and the winter days were too short.

In the evening, Zhou's family ate roasted whole lamb, which was cooked by a restaurant chef. The roasted whole lamb was not very big, mainly because there were many people in the family and there were many adult men, so one sheep was really not enough to eat.

Changzhi was still happy, and saw snowflakes outside again, "Father, this situation and scene are suitable for poetry."

Zhou Shuren didn't think so, he just wanted to go home and chat with his wife after eating and drinking, who would like to go to the yard to compose poems, Zhou Shuren stood up and walked away swiftly with his hands behind his back.

Zhulan saw Zhou Shuren standing outside the door waiting for her,

Zhulan's eyes were full of smiles, and she hurriedly followed.

Boss Zhou is most afraid of slipping away after reading, "It's too slippery in the snow, I'm going to help your sister-in-law to go back first."

Zhou Laoer also got up and left. Whoever wants to compose a poem, he would rather drink a little wine and hum a song.

Chang Lian is sick of writing poems. Recently, the master is teaching him the content. He has been scratching his hair recently, and his hair has fallen out a lot. "Today, I drank too much and want to sober up and digest food, my lady." , shall we walk together?"

Dong's eyes are full of joy, Xianggong is busy studying every day, and they haven't consummated the house, and they seldom meet each other at night, so it's been a long time since they walked together, "Okay."

Rong Chuan was more serious who had seen Chang Zhi before, so he took Ming Yun and slipped away first.

Ming Teng and Mingrui were taught bitter faces by their uncle, grandma was not at home, and the uncle had higher demands on them, especially Ming Teng recited poems every day, he really vomited.

Now he and brother Mingrui wished that uncle was not at home!

Xuehan was the last one to stand up and patted the little brother on the shoulder, and walked away holding back a smile.

Changzhi looked at the empty dining room, "..."

Early the next morning, just after breakfast, Zhulan was looking at the post inviting her, when Li rushed over, "Mother, Qi wrote me a letter."

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