As soon as Zhulan sent the letter, Zhao and Changyi came back. Zhulan asked, "Why did you come back so soon?"
Zhao glanced at her husband a few times. Zhulan noticed that Zhao was emitting a depressed aura. She immediately understood, "Has the Xu family set a date for going out to sea?"
Chang Yi nodded and said, "I will leave Beijing the day after tomorrow."
Zhulan, the mother, also felt a little uncomfortable. Logically speaking, she was the one who facilitated the voyage, and now when the time came, she felt reluctant to let go. The hall was very quiet for a while, and the joy brought by Wu Ning's pregnancy disappeared in an instant.
Chang Yi didn't know where to put his hands. On one side was his wife whom he was reluctant to leave, and on the other was his respected mother. He felt bad when the two most important women in his life were upset.
Chang Yi couldn't bear the quiet atmosphere and said dryly, "Mom, my son will take good care of himself and won't get sick. When he comes back, you will see that he is a fat son. Don't worry."
Zhu Lan suppressed her reluctance and said, "Don't worry about the Xu family's work. I don't have much to say. Just tell the kitchen what you want to eat during the few days you are at home. It will be inconvenient to eat when you are out at sea."
Chang Yi's eyes turned red. "Well, mother, can you give me some of the new purses you made these days?"
Zhulan motioned for Mrs. Song to bring over the box. Inside the box were not only a purse, but also several belts. "I made them for you originally. I was thinking of making some more. Now I don't know if these are enough."
Chang Yi took it. He had to leave home soon, so he often came to chat with his mother. He watched his mother make purses with his own eyes. He didn't expect that they were all for him. The purses and belts were all decorated with his favorite patterns, as well as patterns that meant peace. He held the box tightly and said, "Mom, I will definitely cherish them and use them well."
Zhulan looked at Zhao who kept her head down, and said to her son, "You two can go back. I am going to take a rest as well."
Chang Yi turned his head to look at his wife. His mother wanted him to have a good chat with her. She would be gone for at least half a year. "Mom, you should rest first."
In the evening, Wu Ning received a letter sent by express horse from the capital. After reading the letter, Wu Ning felt relieved and said to her husband with a smile, "Look, my aunt asked me to take care of myself."
He Shu quickly read the letter, which contained all the things pregnant women should pay attention to. He also smiled, "You can rest assured this time, and you can sleep well tonight."
Wu Ning touched her belly. She and her husband knew that she had been pregnant for a few days, but she had never written a letter. She still remembered that her aunt asked her to get pregnant later, but the child came just like that, and she had not had a good rest in the past few days.
He Shu was the one who was completely relieved because his wife was just pregnant. He couldn't help but blush, "I will find a good doctor and take good care of my wife."
Wu Ning smiled sweetly. She lived a comfortable life. Her husband was considerate to her, and her relatives also took good care of her. In addition, her elder brother became an official in Beijing, so her life became even more comfortable. "Yeah."
Time flies, and it is the day when Changyi leaves Beijing. Yushuang and Yudie are girls, and their emotions are more exposed, with red eyes. Mingrui is a little man, "Dad, when you are not at home, I will take good care of mom and sister."
Chang Yi stroked his eldest son's hair. The little guy was small, but he made people feel at ease. "Okay."
Yudie wanted to cry, but now she stared, "Brother, what about me?"
Mingrui picked up his little sister. This little girl was good at ruining the atmosphere. "Brother will take good care of you, too."
Yudie was happy, but when she turned around, her father had already sat in the carriage. She curled her lips, tears kept falling, and hugged her brother's neck tightly with both hands, "I don't want Dad to leave."
Mingrui looked back at his mother and elder sister. Well, he was the only one who didn't cry. It was obviously unlucky to cry. He hugged his younger sister tightly and said, "Mom, elder sister, let's go back."
Because they wanted to give the second room some time to be alone together, grandma and uncle had already returned to the yard.
Zhao quickly wiped away her tears and hugged her little girl, "Don't cry."
Yudie pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes. Yushuang also wiped away her tears, her voice a little hoarse, "Mom, let's go back."
In the main courtyard, Zhulan looked helplessly at her daughters-in-law and, yes, her sons. Changyi's leaving home was a big deal, so Changlian took a special leave.
She just wanted to be quiet now, really. When Chang Yi hadn't left home, she felt very uncomfortable and her emotions were very obvious. But when Chang Yi really left home, she was very calm instead.
Unfortunately, her sons and daughters-in-law didn't believe her and none of them left. They kept surrounding her and talking.
When everyone finally left at noon, Zhulan rubbed her ears and said to Mrs. Song, "I think the eldest daughter-in-law's voice is particularly high today. Yes, and the eldest daughter-in-law's voice is the same. I feel like I'm talking to hundreds of ducks this morning. My ears are very uncomfortable now."
Mrs. Song was not feeling well either. The mistress liked quietness, and even if the Misses Sun came to play, they wouldn't make much noise. It was really not suitable for her to be so lively all of a sudden. "It will be fine in a few days."
Zhulan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Does no one believe me now?"
Mrs. Song was speechless. It was because her mistress had been so reluctant to let go these past two days that the Second Master was so moved that she felt like she was drinking honey when she heard him calling her mother every day.
Zhulan didn't get an answer and kept silent. She had dug the hole for herself, but she also wanted to laugh. As she got older and could be more unrestrained now, she was not as restrained as before. She was a lot more willful now.
Butler Ding came in at this time, "The old lady of the Du family is almost at the second gate."
Zhulan almost spit out the tea in her mouth, "It's almost time for lunch now!"
Butler Ding was speechless. "Yes, the kitchen has already prepared it. We can have dinner in half an hour."
Zhulan stood up. Because of Mrs. Du's seniority, she still had to stand up to greet her. Usually, visitors came in the morning, and rarely at this time.
The last time I saw Mrs. Du was years ago. She was very plump then, but now she has lost so much weight that her clothes can no longer support her figure.
Zhulan greeted the old lady, "Why are you here, especially at this time?"
Old Madam Du was embarrassed. Could she say that she went to the Ningguo Mansion first and suddenly thought of the Zhou family and turned around? Of course, she couldn't say that. "Last time we met, we got along well. This man is old and thinks of things. Here I come."
Zhulan admires her very much. She was very unfriendly the last time she saw her. But with her expression and tone now, if you didn’t know better, you would think she was her relative!
Mrs. Du saw that Yang only smiled and did not respond, and she did not know how to start for a moment. It was a spur-of-the-moment idea, so she could only wait for the tea to come up and said dryly: "The Zhou Mansion is getting more and more prosperous, which makes people jealous."
Zhulan thought to herself, there are many people who are jealous, and you have been saying a lot of bad things about the Zhou family behind their backs. You are not jealous, you are just jealous!