Zhou Shuren took his wife and sat down, "Of course it is true. The printed book has been sent to the private school in the capital. The emperor's intention will be promoted in the capital first before the new year, and then sent to the states after the new year."
Zhulan, "I thought I would have to wait for Zhuangzi to change before I promote it."
"are you happy?"
"I'm so happy."
Zhou Shuren was also happy. In the afternoon, the emperor told him that he felt that the dark sky was no longer depressing.
After dinner, the couple talked about education and talked a lot. Zhulan also took notes and wrote them down. People's memories are not good when they are old, so now they think of something that needs to be written down.
When sleeping at night, Zhulan held Shuren's hand and said, "You are still too thin and your hands are dry."
Zhou Shuren squeezed his wife's fat hand, pinching a hole, and fell silent.
Zhulan opened her eyes, "Why don't you speak?"
"say what?"
Zhulan, "Forget it, you won't gain weight by eating."
Zhou Shuren touched the folds on his face. It was not good to be too thin. He looked much older than his wife, "Go to sleep."
Zhulan was so happy today that she couldn't sleep, "Let's talk again?"
Zhou Shuren didn't want to talk about fatness and thinness, "What are we talking about?"
Zhulan whispered: "As I grow older, I sometimes wonder if we will go back after we die?"
Zhou Shuren hadn't thought about this question for a long time, "Do you want to go back?"
"Think, I'm not married yet."
Zhou Shuren chuckled and said, "You are already a grandma."
Zhulan said in a brisk tone, "Modern is modern."
Zhou Shuren held his wife's hand tightly and said, "Then I will marry you again."
Zhulan bent her eyes, "That won't be easy."
The corners of Zhou Shuren's lips curled up slightly, "I must marry you." This night, the couple rarely recalled modern life and talked for a long time.
The next day, Zhulan's good mood disappeared after reading the letter from her hometown. Li's father went, and her mother followed suit, muttering, "You are in good health, why are you so sick after just one visit?"
Mrs. Li was stunned when she received the news, and her hand holding the letter was shaking. Boss Zhou was busy supporting his wife.
Zhulan counted the years and found that Li's parents were in their sixties and almost seventy. In ancient times, they lived longer. When Li's parents worked in the fields, their bodies were still very weak. They were able to live more than sixty because they enjoyed happiness in their old age.
Mrs. Li had cried loudly, but she didn't say anything about going back to her parents' home. Her parents had been buried and it was too late for her to go back.
Zhulan felt uncomfortable when she heard Li's cry. She obviously asked her eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law to come and chat. They were happy just now. "The letter said that my father-in-law and mother-in-law left with a smile."
Ms. Li felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this, and her tears kept flowing, "I clearly said that I am in good health."
Zhulan asked, "Do you want to go back to worship?"
Ms. Li shed tears silently, and after a while she said, "My daughter-in-law wants to go to the temple to donate incense money to her parents."
Zhulan responded, "Okay."
In ancient times, it was very difficult to marry a girl far away. Now that it is winter, it is even more difficult to go back.
Mrs. Li cried for a while, her energy was gone, and she got up and went back to her yard.
Zhulan was sitting by the window in silence, which everyone would think of. She naturally thought of herself. She didn't know how long she sat there before her legs went numb before she regained consciousness.
Since Rong Yuxuan died in the Hou Mansion, he was dressed plainly, so there was no need to change clothes in the main room.
The next day, except for Wen Yue and the other children in Dafang, who could not go out, they all went to the temple. They came back after dark in the afternoon. Not long after returning, Mrs. Li fell ill.
Recently, Ms. Li was already haggard and had lost her parents. She became very ill and had high fever, which frightened everyone in the big house.
Zhulan didn't rest well at night. She was in a daze. She kept Qingxue watching her. When she got up in the morning, she got the news that Li's temperature had cooled down.
After the meal, Zhulan went to see Mrs. Li. Mrs. Li was lying on the bed, and her eldest son was feeding her porridge himself, coaxing her: "You can eat some if you don't want to eat."
Zhulan could see clearly that her eldest son was frightened and his eyes were red and bloodshot. He must have cried secretly.
Mrs. Li felt uncomfortable all over. When she heard her mother-in-law's voice, she said nervously: "Mom, don't come too close to avoid getting sick."
Her parents passed away because of illness, and she was really scared.
Boss Zhou put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up, "Mom, there is a son here, don't worry."
Seeing that Mrs. Li had pulled the quilt over her head, Zhulan felt warm in her heart. She nodded to her son and turned around and left the bedroom. After sitting down for a while, Boss Zhou came out with a bowl. Zhulan saw that she had eaten most of the bowl of porridge. not worried.
Zhou Laodaodao: "Mother is worried."
Zhulan, "You should also rest more."
There was a smile on Boss Zhou's face, "Yeah."
The mother and son talked for a few more words. Ran Wan and Liu Jia came over and were taken care of by their two daughters-in-law. Boss Zhou took the opportunity to rest for a while.
Zhulan came out of the big room and saw Mrs. Zhao and Su Xuan walking over together, "Your sister-in-law has just taken medicine and rested."
Zhao, "Then we'll come back in the afternoon."
Su Xuan stepped forward and supported her mother-in-law, "Mom, my daughter-in-law will take you back."
"good."
In the evening, Zhou Shuren came back in a hurry. Seeing that his wife was fine, his worried heart calmed down, "Is there anything wrong with you today?"
Zhulan, "No, I'm fine."
The boss was afraid that she was over sick, so he asked the doctor to check her pulse. Her bones were in good condition.
Zhou Shuren, “This is not a good year.”
Not for Zhouhou Mansion.
Zhulan, "Yes, this year is indeed not good."
Because Li was ill, Zhouhou's mansion became even quieter, and all the posts sent to the Hou's mansion were rejected.
Changzhong no longer goes out and spends all day with his mother. Zhulan understands his son's fear. Faced with death one after another, his son is afraid that his parents will leave him too.
Zhulan put down the book in her hand, "You don't have to guard mom."
Chang Zhong couldn't suppress the worry in his heart. He never felt that his parents were getting older. In his subconscious, his parents would watch him get married and have a son who would live a long life. He looked at the white hair on his mother's head and said, "Mom, my son wants to accompany you." With you.”
Now that he is facing the age of his parents, he is afraid and has been dreaming about them every day these days.
Zhulan laughed and said, "Your father and I are in good health. We will definitely see you get married and have children."
Chang Zhong stood up and rested his head on his mother's lap, "My son hopes that you and your father will always be with your son."
Zhulan touched her son's head and asked, "Have you ever thought about what kind of girl you would marry?"
Next year Jade Butterfly will be born with hairpins, and my son will be young too.
Chang Zhong said in a low voice: "Father and mother like their son as long as they like him."
Zhulan was surprised, "Don't you want to find someone you like?"
Chang Zhong shook his head. His father and mother were the most important thing in his heart right now, "You and dad have good taste."
Zhulan laughed. Her son was still young, and she thought that she and Shuren had to work hard to survive for their son.
Qingxue came in, "Master Zhuo sent a message to the young master."
Chang Zhong raised his head, "How could he give me a post?"
He took the post and asked, "A post about appreciating paintings?"
Zhulan took it over and said, "I heard from your fourth brother that Zhuo Guyu bought Gu Sheng's paintings."
Chang Zhong really didn't pay attention to it. After Gu Sheng entered the Hanlin Academy, he had less contact with Gu Sheng. Anyway, his fourth brother was here, "Zhuo Guyu doesn't appreciate Gu Sheng's paintings, right?"
Zhulan said, "I heard from your father that Gu Sheng often visits the palace recently."
Changzhong pondered, "My son will participate."
Then he called his personal servant and asked him to find out whether the future prince-in-law had been invited.