If Zhulan explained just now that her children didn’t reply, they would have written it now, and if they really had a quarrel, they would be out of their spirits and would be joking.

Li, “….”

The first person she came to see her mother, she actually teased her!

Xuehan breathed a sigh of relief, "Mom, why are you crying?"

Zhulan, "Cough, because your father wrote a poem for his mother."

Let's understand the rest of yourself.

Xuehan was stunned. What could touch her mother must be a poem that showed her feelings. Xuehan was envious. It would be great if Rong Chuan could write it for her in the future.

Zhulan didn't know how big a hole he dug for Rong Chuan, but Rong Chuan pulled out a lot of hair.

Everyone in the Zhou family knew that Zhulan was moved and cried. Zhou Shuren came back and found out that his wife had dug a hole for him, so he had no choice but to write love poems. Fortunately, the poems he wrote have always been good.

Zhulan happily accepted it, "I don't have many requests, just two songs a year."

Zhou Shuren coaxed and said, "Okay, you can say as much as you say."

Zhulan carefully put the poem on it, "When we get old, I will sort it out together. I originally followed us to the funeral and copied it as a family heirloom."

After Zhou Shuren was moved, he couldn't help laughing. If this was preserved well, the Zhou family would not be in a state of being frustrated. He would choke to death by eating the dog food of his ancestors.

Zhulan thought it was a good idea, so she took it more carefully.

Zhou Shuren wrote love poems to Zhulan and passed them on. It was not passed on by his subordinates, but Ming Teng at home. This kid was not strict and went to Yang's house to play and talk. It was no secret that he knew too many people.

The servants of the Yang Mansion were not as strict as those of the Zhou Mansion. A few days later, although the love poems were not spread, they still attracted another wave of jealousy for Zhulan.

The New Year gift list at home has been ordered, and I have sent all the New Year gifts one after another. This year, Zhulan bought a lot of fruits and a lot of bananas. There are still some that have not been ripe when I come back, so Zhulan gave a lot of them to my parents' home.

This year, my parents' teeth were even worse, especially my mother, who lost a few teeth, and it was the most suitable for soft bananas.

There are many New Year gifts given and many are collected.

After walking for many days, Boss Zhou finally returned home and brought the New Year gifts from his hometown and Wu Ming.

The long journey of Zhou Boss Zhou was earlier than expected, so he must have rushed back quickly. Zhou Boss Zhou took out the letter of the Zhuangzi Deed, "Mom, a 350 acres of a farm, a 320 acres, and a total of 5,700 taels were spent. Yes, there is also a house in the capital. I know it is our house. If my family didn't live in it once, it said that the Feng Shui was good, so I sold it for 300 taels and 3100 taels."

Boss Zhou shouted and continued, "Mom brought me 3,500 taels, plus 3,100 taels, a total of 6,600 taels. The village spent 5,700 taels, and the remaining 900 taels. I bought twenty acres of land for the clan to learn, and collected some mountain goods, and there were still 200 taels left."

Zhulan smiled in her eyes. The eldest son and the second son were different. Zhou Laoer liked to keep accounts and everything was written clearly. Even if he wrote it, he would say it again.

Zhulan didn't accept only one hundred taels of silver bills. Boss Zhou asked, "Mom, there are still one hundred taels."

Zhulan, "You have worked hard all the way. When you go back, you are busy and come back quickly. You deserve this hundred taels."

Boss Zhou grinned, "Thank you, by the way, mom, I'll send all the things you told to Wu Chun's house as you said."

Zhulan asked, "Things are done well, go back quickly, Li and the children are waiting for you!"

Boss Zhou felt that his mother's praise made him happy and stood up happily. He also wanted the child and Li, and he didn't know if the boy who could scream at home had a loud voice again.

Zhulan waited for Boss Zhou to leave and looked at the Wu family, Dong family, and the boudoir. There were quite a lot of gift lists, and this year the Qian family was missing.

In the third room, Dong counted what her parents gave her. Every time the eldest brother went back to his hometown, his mother and father would ask his elder brother to bring it to her, most of which were for her. After Dong counted, she missed her parents.

Every time my parents send her, it is worth a lot of money, and my parents are afraid that she will not be in good health.

Chang Lian held Dong's hand, "I want to take the provincial examination. You and I will go back with you. We can stay there for half a year when we go back early. Then we will accompany you to your parents' home for a walk."

Dong's heart was warm. She felt this feeling for the first time. She used to like Chang Lian because she was her husband and she had been relying on her for the rest of her life. She didn't understand what love was. Now she understood, "Yeah."

Wu Ning was also watching what his elder brother brought to her, including clothes and jewelry. Wu Ning touched the jewelry with tears in his eyes. The elder brother was afraid that she would be laughed at by other ladies. She really didn't lack jewelry. Although there was no set of other jewelry, there were also other jewelry. Every time my aunt bought it for Xuehan, she would bring her.

Wu Ning bit the corner of her mouth, she missed her brothers.

In the evening, when Zhou Shuren came back, Zhulan showed Zhou Shuren the wild ginseng sent by Wu Ming, "It's not small, it's a hundred years old, and this gift is too expensive."

This is known that she is pregnant and this child is for her, for fear of having problems with giving birth.

Zhou Shuren, "I'm sorry."

He had just written a letter back to his hometown and asked Mr. Lu to buy it when Wu Ming's ginseng was delivered.

Zhulan put down the ginseng, "Wu Ming's salary is not high and his expenses are not small. He raises his younger brother and sister. This ginseng is worth a lot of money. It's the Chinese New Year, and Wu Ning doesn't have a whole set of jewelry. I'll let Dong choose one and come back. I'll keep this girl in our family. I can't give her more. I'll save some makeup for her."

Zhou Shuren, "Listen to you, you ordered jade bracelets for Li and the others, why didn't you give them?"

Zhulan bent her eyes, "As the New Year's money this year!"

Zhou Shuren thought of his eldest daughter, "Where is the New Year's money for his eldest daughter?"

Zhulan, "It's rare that you think of your eldest daughter."

Zhou Shuren carried the clothes on the table, "It seems that Xuemei made it, so I asked."

When Zhulan saw that it was indeed the clothes Xuemei made for the couple. The girl knew that they were not short of money and had put her heart into her clothes. Every needle and thread was filial. "I have prepared everything, and there are a lot of silver and jewelry. I also have a few copies of Jiang Sheng. To be honest, I really miss my grandchildren."

Zhulan thought to herself that modernity is better. It is so convenient for planes, high-speed rail, self-driving, and it is so convenient for mothers to go home. It is far away. Xuemei comes here and goes back and forth for several months.

Zhou Shuren asked, "Changzhi hasn't come back with the boss, so why don't you come back today?"

Zhulan, "I won't be back, I will celebrate the New Year at Xu Jinshi's house this year."

Zhou Shuren snorted, "He is afraid of coming back to teach his nephew, and he also dislikes the wasted time back and forth."

Zhulan smiled, "Who asked you to copy a lot of the books you collected to Xu Jinshi? This time Changzhi didn't care about me. He didn't read enough at Xu Jinshi's house. He wouldn't move until he saw through or understood."

Zhou Shuren, “……….”
Chapter completed!