Zhou Laosan paused. He also has a younger brother. "Dad, the fourth child is good at writing. Why don't you let him write an article about family every day? When you come back, you can know the details of the family affairs."
Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes, thinking that his sons had great potential. "Very good."
Zhou Changzhi, “… … ..”
Just bully him because he is the youngest, woohoo, he really has no younger brother!
Zhulan almost laughed out loud several times, but she could only purse her lips as she smiled inwardly. Looking at the women's table, Mrs. Li didn't care about the men's affairs at all. She was only focused on getting more meat for her son and daughter.
Zhao looked around and felt that she had not suffered any loss. She picked up the meat and ate it like a thief. Every time she picked up a piece, she would secretly glance at Zhulan. Zhulan pretended not to see anything. Zhao looked very satisfied. Anyway, she was having a lot of fun!
Zhulan, “… … ..”
She wants to see her grandchildren more often to refresh her eyes!
No matter whether it is the depressed old son or Zhou Laosan who is grinding his teeth in his heart, it will not delay the meal at all. The bigger the hen’s meat, the more delicious it is!
After dinner, Zhulan first got some hot water and went to see Rongchuan. The child was sweating, so she wrung out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off and covered him with a quilt before returning to the main room.
Zhou Shuren was talking about Rongchuan with the eldest and second oldest brothers. Zhulan was the only one in the room. She took out the cloth and cut it herself, intending to make clothes for Rongchuan.
Zhulan was very confident. She had a real talent for needlework, and with her memory she had no problem making clothes. Zhulan discovered a hidden skill, but she did not plan to learn it in depth. It was enough for her to just know how to make clothes. Embroidery was too taxing on her eyes, and she had to take good care of her eyes. There were no reading glasses in ancient times, so eyes were also very important.
Zhou Shuren came back late. Zhulan had already made the pants and was preparing to make clothes. "Why did you come back so late?"
Zhou Shuren said as he took off his shoes, "I saw the third and fourth children studying, and then I went to see Rongchuan. Is this made for Rongchuan?"
Zhu Lan nodded, "This child's clothes are like rags. They can't even cover his body, let alone keep him warm. He will have nothing to wear tomorrow. We have to make it tonight."
Zhou Shuren was not very happy. The first time Zhulan came to the ancient times, she made outerwear for him, but it was not for him. Well, she didn't make underwear for him either. "You need to have some decent clothes when you go to Jiangnan. Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. You can't skimp on this."
Zhulan bit off the thread, "I know even without you telling me that only when you dress well can you fool people, well, only when people look up to you can you be admired."
Zhou Shuren smiled, "That's right. You can buy the outer clothes ready-made, but the inner clothes are up to you."
Zhulan: “… OK.”
As for her underwear, it was hard to describe her original underwear. After she learned needlework, she made two sets of underwear and pajamas for herself. She felt a little guilty because she didn't make one for Zhou Shuren, but she was embarrassed to be so careless with her teammates. Now all she could think about was underwear!
But this thing really needs to be done by the wife!
Zhou Shuren was not mistaken in seeing Zhulan blushing, and his mood improved instantly!
The next morning, Rongchuan's fever had subsided, but his weak constitution would definitely cause the fever to recur. Zhulan gave Rongchuan the clothes and pants she had made, telling him to wear them indoors as they were not thick enough and to make thicker clothes later when she bought cotton.
Today, Zhulan and her husband are going to the county to buy clothes for Zhou Shuren, as well as some household items.
It only takes a whole morning to go back and forth, and Zhou Laoer is at home watching over it.
Just as she was about to go out, she was stopped by Wang Laosi, who was carrying Wang Ru and two large jars behind him. Wang Laosi was a little anxious, "Uncle is going out."
Zhou Shuren nodded, "Yes."
Wang Laosi smiled innocently, "I wanted to borrow a bullock cart. Can you take us to the county now?"
Zhulan was unhappy. The last time Wang Laosi said he would come back to apologize, he never came again. It was one thing for her to not let him go, but it was another thing if you said it but didn't do it. This showed that Wang Laosi was not a man who kept his promises. Today, she didn't have the money to rent a ox cart, so she came to take advantage of his family.
Zhulan laughed angrily, but her smile was fake. "Old Four, I thought you were here to apologize, but it turned out not to be the case!"
Why do you have no burden and are so shameless to borrow the ox cart? I'm spoiling you!