The Journey Of The Peasant Mother-in-Law

Chapter 889: Self-indulgent

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Zhou Shuren smiled, "Your Highness also knows that the library in the capital has always been well-received. A lot of books were found during the house search, so I would like to ask Your Highness to count them and then send them to the library."

The smile on Zhang Yang's face slowly faded. The Ministry of Revenue had been very busy these days. He thought he could get a good job, but to his surprise, it was still just a job of running errands. "Sir, I think this."

Zhou Shuren interrupted, "Your Highness, this is no small matter. This is related to the library and concerns tens of millions of readers."

Zhang Yang pursed his lips. If it were the old him, he would have walked away foolishly after hearing this. But now, Zhang Yang laughed, "Well, I need a hand."

Zhou Shuren was already fed up. At least Zhang Jinghong was currently working under his nose. He was sick from all the trouble. Who would help him with the work? "I have other tasks for him. If Your Highness doesn't like this task, just tell me. I'll go call the person in charge now."

What could Zhang Yang do? He could only endure it in frustration and walked out without saying a word. As he walked, he kept stabbing Zhang Jinghong in his heart. What was so good about Zhang Jinghong? Now Zhou Shuren was also protecting him.

Zhang Jinghong was so happy that he wanted to jump up. He knew in his heart that if he really left with the Fifth Prince, he would definitely get sick. "Thank you, sir."

Zhou Shuren smiled and said, "I'm already very busy, and Master Qiu is on break. You've helped a lot these days, and I just want to go home at a normal time."

Zhang Jinghong: "... I will definitely complete the task assigned by you."

Zhou Shuren hummed, there were really too many things to do.

Zhang Jinghong's heart was broken into pieces. He shouldn't have expected Lord Zhou to be so nice to him. The only thing that made him happy was that his abilities caught Lord Zhou's eye.

In Zhoujia Village, Xuemei received a letter that had been sent from the capital. Xuemei had not recovered these days and was still in a bad mood. After reading the letter, she became completely refreshed. She didn't need to wait for her to make a decision, as her parents had already made the decision.

Jiang Wangshi has been paying attention to her daughter-in-law. She has been really worried these days. If anything happens to her daughter-in-law, the in-laws will definitely not let the Jiang family off. She asked anxiously, "What does the letter say?"

Xuemei smiled, "Mom, my parents have sent someone back to our hometown to take us to the capital."

Jiang Wang was excited, "Really? Are you all going to the capital?"

Xuemei nodded, "Yes, our parents asked us to go to Beijing, and my husband will go to the academy to study after he goes to Beijing."

Jiang Wangshi was happy at first because her family wouldn't have to worry about her son going to the capital. But then she realized that her son had gone to the capital, but what about them, the old couple

Jiang Wangshi didn't want to leave her youngest son's home. She ate well and dressed well there, and her daughter-in-law would also give them some money as a filial gift. She enjoyed the feeling of being envied. Now everyone said that she was enjoying a good life. She was used to it and really didn't want to go back to her eldest son.

Xuemei really didn't pay attention to her mother-in-law's reaction. She had too many things to do. "Mom, I'm going to pack my luggage and tell the clan leader. I'm going out first."

When Jiang Wang came to her senses, her daughter-in-law had already left the house.

Jiang Wangshi couldn't sit still any longer, so she found the old man chopping wood in the yard and asked, "My son and his family are going to Beijing. What should we do?"

Old man Jiang almost fell on his feet. "Going to Beijing?"

"Yes, for the safety of my son's family, my in-laws have sent someone back to pick him up and bring him to Beijing."

Old Man Jiang selfishly wanted to follow his son. The greatest blessing in his life was now. He also wanted to visit the capital, but his son or daughter-in-law didn't speak, so they couldn't speak either. They dropped their axe and said, "Let our son and his wife speak first!"

Jiang Wangshi was anxious but there was nothing she could do, especially when she thought about what she had done in the past. If there was a way to regret it, she would definitely do it honestly. Alas!

In the capital, at night, Zhou Shuren looked at Chang Lian and Chang Zhi who finished their dinner quickly and thought that the two were idiots. He, the old man, hadn't even finished his meal, so why wouldn't you be able to leave the table after you finish eating!

Zhou Shuren still ate at his usual pace, with no intention of deliberately making things difficult for his two sons.

But in the eyes of Chang Lian and Chang Zhi, they felt that their father ate too slowly, and they could only endure it despite their anxiety.

When Zhou Shuren finished his dinner and just got up, Chang Lian and Chang Zhi ran out.

Chang Zhi was speechless when he saw his third brother who ran faster than him. They both had the same idea, they both wanted to choose the one they liked first. Haha, the third brother didn't act like an older brother at all and didn't know how to give way to his younger brother.

Chang Lian happily arrived at the study room first. He had picked out the book last night and flew out of the study room with it. When he saw Chang Zhi coming in, he raised the book in his hand in a contemptuous manner.

Changzhi endured it. If he hadn't been afraid that his father would kill him if he damaged the book, he would have taken action long ago.

Chang Lian raised his brows, "I need to read this book carefully, it may take some days."

Changzhi looked at his father standing at the door. He saw his father take the book from his third brother's hand and smile.

Zhou Shuren took the book and said, "What a coincidence, your father thought the same thing."

Chang Lian, "..."

Dad, you are bullying your son too much.

In the evening, Zhou Shuren came back from the study. Zhulan saw that Zhou Shuren was in a good mood and asked, "Are you addicted to bullying them?"

"You know what, it's quite interesting to watch the two of them doing stupid things."

Zhulan smiled and said, "As a father, your taste for fun is getting worse and worse."

Zhou Shuren felt that being a father was a great feeling. He changed his clothes and said, "The Ministry of Revenue is preparing to deal with antiques and calligraphy and paintings. I want to buy some."

Zhulan calculated the family's accounts, "Not counting the thank-you gift from the Ning Mansion this year, the family has earned a lot of money in just one autumn. However, I have kept the money for my own benefit, so I can only use 10,000 taels for you."

Zhou Shuren felt that ten thousand taels was a bit too little. He wanted to take this opportunity to save more money and leave more things for his descendants. However, he also knew that there would be many places where money would be needed next year, and the biggest one would be the money left for his little girl.

Zhou Shuren turned over and lay down, playing with his wife's hair in his hands. He was envious. His wife's hair was black and shiny, with a few obvious white hairs, and it was particularly long. It was long enough for her to star in a shampoo commercial. He looked at his own hair, which was also smooth, but he had very little hair.

Every time he touched the top of his head, he paid special attention.

Zhulan pulled back her hair, "Why don't you say anything? It's not that I'm stingy, I'm really useful. I want to expand my family assets next year. Now that my grandchildren are engaged, you also said you would give more dowry."

Zhou Shuren finally came back to his senses and spoke, "Ten thousand taels is not a small amount. I was thinking about how to make ten thousand taels feel like thirty thousand taels."

Zhulan was originally sleepy and wanted to sleep, but now she is very energetic. "What do you mean?"

Zhou Shuren said that the emperor hoped to deal with antique calligraphy and paintings and sell them for a higher price. "That's how it is."

Zhulan was happy. "I was thinking about what to buy next year to quickly cash in. Now, I think 10,000 taels is too little. I'll give you 20,000 taels."