The Journey Of The Peasant Mother-in-Law

Chapter 121: confidence

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Li responded busily, "Mom, I'll be right out."

Zhulan only heard the voice but didn't see anyone, so her face darkened. If Li wasn't the mother of her eldest grandson, she would never let Li follow her.

Zhou Shuren glanced at his eldest son calmly and said, "Let's go."

Boss Zhou cursed his wicked wife in his heart but put on a smile on his face. His father was angry, and his mother was most afraid of the cold. She shivered several times just now. His father's eyes were so cold.

Li rushed out when she heard her father-in-law's voice.

Zhulan heard the sound and looked back. Oh my god, it was so ugly. Each room had received a lot of cloth before the New Year. She knew that Li had made a dress in a new color, but she didn't expect it to be so new, a light green one. She felt bad that she had used all the cloth she had given to her granddaughter on herself.

Seeing her mother looking straight at her, Li, who was a confident person, turned around and said, "Mom, doesn't this dress look good? I saw Wang Ru wearing it like this, so I imitated her and made it."

Zhu Lan covered her chest and asked why she looked so familiar. Her face was not happy. "How old are you and how old is Wang Ru? Don't you know what your body shape is?"

Li lowered her head and felt particularly good about herself, "It looks pretty good."

Zhulan was too lazy to bother with the clothes anymore. She pointed at the two hairpins on Li's head and said, "Other people wear one hairpin, but you wear one. People who know you will understand that you are showing off your wealth, but people who don't know will think you are some fancy stuff. Don't embarrass yourself. Take one off from me."

Li was reluctant to part with it. She was now one of the richest people in the village with jewelry. There were many people watching the school enrollment today. It was a good time to show off. "Mom."

Zhu Lan turned her head and said, "It's okay if you don't want to take it. Don't go anywhere and just stay at home."

Seeing her mother chasing her father-in-law away, Li looked at the child's father expectantly, "Master."

Boss Zhou glared at him fiercely and said, "You are the one who is always bothering me."

Seeing that the boss had also left, Li touched her head and ruthlessly took one off and sent it back to the house, then ran out quickly, "Boss, wait for me."

The clan school is not far from Zhulan's home, about an eight-minute walk. There are already quite a few people at the entrance of the school, many of whom are here to watch the fun. It's because there was not much entertainment in ancient times, so there are quite a few people who come to watch the fun of any little thing, let alone going to school.

Zhulan followed him in and took a look at the admission gifts displayed. Most of them were meat strips, with a small number of chickens and eggs. Those who could afford to buy pens and ink gave them the same amount of gifts.

Zhulan came along just to see it with her own eyes. After seeing it, she wanted to go home. The temperature wasn’t much higher after the New Year, so it wasn’t too cold.

Zhou Shuren had been keeping an eye on Zhulan, and refused the clan leader's request to let him stay, saying to Zhulan, "Let's go back."

Zhulan is not narcissistic. She feels that Zhou Shuren has been paying attention to her, and her mood is high. "Okay."

Zhulan glanced at Li, who would not go back unless she showed off enough. Zhulan also did not want to drag Li back and whisper in her ear excitedly about Mingyun's enrollment.

Zhou Shuren glanced at his eldest son.

Boss Zhou: "... Mom, I'm worried. I'll go back later."

He felt threatened by his father! Otherwise, who would be out in the cold wind

Zhulan was walking in front and didn't see it, so she didn't think much about it. "Okay, by the way, tell Li to say goodbye and it's time to make lunch."

Boss Zhou: "Okay."

Apart from being cold, the winter in ancient times also had its advantages - the air was really good. Zhulan's feet made a crunching sound as she stepped on the newly fallen snow. The sound made by Zhou Shuren's steps was louder. Neither of them spoke, just enjoying the company.

The two of them were not in a hurry to leave, but walked slowly. When they turned to the road leading to their home, they saw the carriage at a glance. Zhulan said, "This is going to Wang Laosi's house."