At night, Zhulan sat by the small kang with the boiled medicine in her hand, "I let you go crazy, now you have caught a cold."
Changzhong's voice was a little nasal, and his little head was hot, "Mom, the medicine is bitter."
Zhulan felt distressed. Her son had only been sick a few times since he was born, and every time he was sick, it took half her life. "If you drink it in one gulp, it won't be bitter anymore. There's sugar in it."
Changzhong had tears in his eyes, and he closed his eyes and opened his mouth.
Seeing her son drink the medicine, Zhulan quickly took some candy and put it in his mouth. "After you drink the medicine, have a good sleep. You will be fine tomorrow."
Changzhong opened his eyes and said, "Mom, I miss Dad."
Every time he was sick, Dad was by his side, and now Mom is alone!
Zhulan patted her son, "Your father misses you too, go to sleep."
Fortunately, my son was young and had been making a fuss for the whole afternoon, but he fell asleep soon after drinking the medicine.
Zhulan carefully covered her son with a blanket, then sat up and rubbed his shoulders, "It's not easy to raise a child."
Mrs. Song felt that the mistress was very good at raising children, "It would be good if the young master grew up a little."
Zhulan didn't think so. Her feeling told her that her son would not be at peace in the future.
At Zhou's residence in Jinzhou, Zhou Shuren was hungry for dinner and didn't want to stay in an empty house, so he took Changzhi to the study room and said, "After dinner, you come to the study room and go back to rest in two hours."
Changzhi, “… … ..”
It's been two hours, shouldn't you go back and go to bed? No, Dad, it's boring for you to stay in the room alone, and you can't harm him!
Zhou Shuren looked at Chang Zhi who looked depressed, "Why do you have any objections?"
Changzhi was startled. "No, I have no objection, Dad. I am alone in the study room. Don't you think it is too quiet?"
Zhou Shuren followed up with, "So?"
Changzhi grinned, "So, Mingteng and Mingrui are not young anymore, it's time for them to accept your guidance. Yes, and little Minghui, this child is very smart."
Zhou Shuren's mouth twitched. He was unlucky and had to drag his nephews into it. Thinking of Ming Teng and Ming Rui's troubles, Zhou Shuren curled his mouth and said, "Go call them!"
Changzhi curved his eyes and said, "Dad, I think my elder brother and second brother also need to learn more. People should never stop learning and should constantly improve themselves."
Anyway, no one can expect him to be well until he is well. Now that mom is not at home, don't think of pushing him out to take the lead!
Zhou Shuren curled his lips, "Your idea is good. People should learn until they die. It's never too late to learn. As long as you work hard to learn, it will be yours. That's right."
Chang Zhi nimbly went to each room to call for people, and soon all the male members of the Zhou family, except Mingyun, who was not implicated and was studying on his own, arrived.
The study room, which was empty just now, seemed a bit crowded now, but it was still very quiet.
Boss Zhou lowered his head, afraid that his father would look at him. His experience told him that as long as his mother was not at home, his father was still his father!
Zhou Shuren looked at the male members of the Zhou family. It was just like this for his sons, and no matter how much he tried to change it, it wouldn't change much. As for his grandchildren, Mingyun, he had been with him since ancient times. This child was the most like him. Mingteng and Mingrui, it was time to tone down their behavior. These two children had played a lot of pranks in the academy, but fortunately they knew their limits and didn't cause trouble in front of him.
Minghui, the child is still young, with a bad temper and a straightforward nature, but he is still a smart child. He likes her because she looks so much like Zhulan.
Zhou Shuren didn't say anything, and the men of the Zhou family in the study felt uneasy.
Zhou Shuren called Minghui over, picked up Minghui and said to the eldest and second brother: "Changzhi means that you have been too lax recently. It's a good opportunity for me to take advantage of my free time. During this period, you should come to the study after dinner and I will teach you personally."
Boss Zhou was just happy because his youngest son was liked by his father, but now he was confused. He was about to become a grandfather, but he could only say the rebuttal in his heart and dared not utter a word. He could only glare at Chang Zhi fiercely. This kid just wanted to drag everyone down with him. What a scheming man!
Zhou Laoer withdrew his gaze from Minghui and looked at Changzhi dimly. Haha, he quite missed the old Changzhi!
Ming Teng and Ming Rui were trembling with fear. Fourth Uncle had done so much harm to them!
Zhou Shuren held his grandson's hand with a brush in his hand, "Okay, you guys can find a seat too. By the way, Changzhi will be the lecturer for today's class."
Changzhi, “… … ..”
As expected, dad is always dad, and this time he has gotten himself in trouble.
Zhou Shuren added: "Changzhi, I'll see the results tomorrow. If you don't satisfy me, you know it."
Chang Zhi, “… … .”
No, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know at all!
Zhou Laoer glanced at Minghui out of the corner of his eye. His father was teaching him how to write step by step. This was a treatment that only Changzhong had enjoyed before. He felt very uncomfortable. The eldest son's family already had an absolute advantage with Mingyun, and now Minghui came. Looking at his son's listless look as he held the book, he pursed his lips and thought, "No, absolutely not. My son is also very smart, and he must work hard to do well."
The next morning, Zhulan woke up and touched her son's head. It was no longer hot. She felt relieved and sat up and shook her head. She didn't dare to sleep much that night. When her son was sick before, Zhou Shuren helped take care of him, but now she was alone.
Mrs. Song was sleeping on the bed. Zhulan got up to wash up and said to Mrs. Song, "After dinner, you take care of Changzhong. I'll rest for a while."
Mrs. Song didn't understand that the master and the mistress didn't like being served at night, and they didn't want anyone to stay in the hall. They would rather do the hard work themselves.
If Zhulan knew what Mrs. Song was thinking, she would definitely reply in her heart because she was afraid of talking in her sleep. It's not that she and Zhou Shuren didn't want to enjoy themselves, but they had too many secrets.
Because there was a distance between the main courtyard and the other courtyards, and it was a cold day, Zhulan let everyone eat. After dinner, Zhulan lay down to rest. She didn't know how long she slept.
Dong Chuchu came in, "Mom, Mr. Deng is here."
Zhulan sat up, feeling more energetic after sleeping for a while. "I'll change my body and go out soon."
Dong Chuchu took the clothes that had been prepared in advance and put them down and went out. Zhulan changed her clothes, and Mrs. Song combed her hair again. Zhulan sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at her hair. Although she was losing some hair, the amount lost was very little and it was still quite thick.
When they arrived at the hall, Chang Lian and Deng Xiucai had finished their conversation, and Deng Xiucai was holding the list in his hand.
Zhulan sat down and indicated that there was no need to greet him. "I wanted to bring Deng Yun back, but Deng Yun said he had just come back and didn't come back with me."
Mr. Deng remained silent. He knew that this was his son's excuse and that he didn't want to come back.
Zhulan was not going to ask about Deng Xiucai's family affairs. Last year, Deng Xiucai came to pick up her daughter and she thought he would send her back. Later she found out that Deng Xiucai kept her daughter at home. After all, he was her biological father, so how could he be so cruel
Zhulan said, "I have something else I need you to do."