The Journey Of The Peasant Mother-in-Law

Chapter 910: The little girl knows her husband

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Zhou Shuren didn't forget Gu Zhuomin, he turned around and said to Gu Zhuomin: "Are you Liu Feng's cousin?"

Gu Zhuomin didn't think that Lord Zhou was kind and amiable to everyone, so he responded with a greeting, "Yes, sir, I am the eldest son of Lord Liufeng's family."

At the same time, Gu Zhuomin was happy, as Lord Zhou addressed Liu Feng in a very affectionate way.

Wang Ju was not in a hurry to leave. It was obvious that something had happened. Wasn’t Gu Liufeng the future husband of the Zhou family’s eldest granddaughter

Zhou Shuren didn't even turn his head and coughed, "I see that you are not in a hurry to go home, how about you go back and finish the errand now?"

Wang Ju ran away, "Sir, I am anxious, anxious."

Hu Xia was stunned. Is this the Lord Wang whom Lord Zhou trusted? Is this really the Lord Wang he knew

Zhou Shuren snorted in his heart, then nodded to Gu Zhuomin, "I won't bother you anymore."

Having said that, Zhou Shuren turned and walked towards the carriage.

Gu Zhuomin didn't move until the carriage had gone far away, then turned his head and said apologetically: "My intentions in inviting you today are not pure, I hope Brother Hu will forgive me."

Hu Xia didn't take it to heart. He also paid attention to Gu Zhuomin's days after he came to Beijing. Gu Zhuomin was different from him. It was difficult for him to move up, but he would never be isolated and bullied. He patted Gu Zhuomin on the shoulder and said, "My lord, you don't mind. You can stay and talk to you. There were quite a few officials coming and going just now. You have achieved your goal."

Gu Zhuomin was not embarrassed, and the smile on his face deepened, "I admire you, Lord Zhou."

Since she clearly saw through his purpose and was cooperating with him, he had a clue in his mind that he must have caught the eye of Lord Zhou.

Hu Xia envied Gu Zhuomin a little. He didn't have Gu Zhuomin's courage. Otherwise, hey, this is his personality, he will never learn it in his life. "Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner today. The pot in Beijing is not bad."

In the Zhou family's carriage, Zhou Shuren was counting the time. Wu Ming had sent a letter a few days ago saying that he had already set out for Beijing. Without the burden of his family, Wu Ning would be able to travel much faster.

Now the ministers are all eyeing the titles of several princes, and Shangshu Feng has been working hard for the Fourth Prince. The Ministry of Rites is just relaxed at this time. Wu Ning is not a person without roots when he comes to Beijing. He is Wu Ning's support and will not be bullied in the Ministry of Rites. He will definitely be won over, and Wu Ming can handle it himself. Thinking about the real big shot coming to Beijing, he is quite looking forward to it.

It was very quiet inside the carriage. Although the sound of snow was small, it could still be heard. Zhou Shuren pulled open the curtain and took a look. "It's snowing."

Jinyan pulled open the curtain beside him, "It looks like the snow won't stop tonight."

Zhou Shuren lowered the curtain and held the hand warmer, "Changyi should have arrived in Pinggang by now."

Jinyan looked at the master carefully. The master had important things to do today, so he didn't stay home to see the second master off. Although the master didn't say it, he was worried about him in his heart. The master asked him to find a lot of useful knife wound medicines, etc., all of which were prepared for the second master.

Zhou Shuren didn't want Jinyan to answer, and then closed his eyes. He was already out of his protection. Changyi would have to rely on himself when he went out. In the past, he was confident that he could protect him when he was under his nose, but now he couldn't, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't worry about him.

Zhou Shuren touched his heart. He had room for more and more people.

At Zhou's house, as soon as Zhou Shuren entered the house, he was hugged by the little girl. She hugged him without saying a word. Zhou Shuren bent down and picked her up, "Die'er?"

Yudie was unhappy, "Grandpa, Daddy has been gone for a day, why hasn't he come back yet?"

At this time every day, Daddy would take her out to play, especially when it snowed, Daddy would secretly take her out to play in the snow.

Zhou Shuren looked at his wife. Zhulan spread out her hands. The child was too young and would only understand what she said no matter how she explained it. She couldn't explain it clearly.

Zhou Shuren walked in holding his granddaughter, "Your father went treasure hunting. He found some treasures and saved them for Die'er's dowry. It will take a long time for him to come back."

Yudie didn't understand anything else, but she knew about her dowry. Her parents always talked about her sister's dowry. "Die'er, are you looking for a husband too?"

The tea in Zhulan's mouth sprayed out. This time she was really choked. She coughed for a long time and said, "What do you know about husband, girl?"

Yudie tilted her head with a little pride, "Daddy said that when Dieer grows up, she will have a husband."

Zhou Shuren laughed. His youngest son wanted a wife, and his granddaughter already knew her husband. "Grandpa will choose a good one for you when the time comes."

Yudie didn't understand much, but she knew in her heart that everything her grandfather gave her was good, so she nodded her head heavily, "Yeah."

At the Gu family, Mrs. Ding helped her husband, who had drunk quite a bit of wine, to sit down. “Why did you drink so much?”

Gu Zhuomin was happy, "It worked, so I drank a few more glasses."

Mrs. Ding poured water for her husband and said, "I went to see Mrs. Hu today."

Gu Zhuomin drank some water and said, "The knot in Hu's heart cannot be untied. We can just treat each other as ordinary relatives."

Mrs. Ding smiled and said, "I know it even if you don't tell me. It's because Mrs. Hu has always been alone at home. I can get closer to her if I walk around more."

Gu Zhuomin trusts his wife, and she knows what she is doing.

At Zhang Jinghong's house, Yao Xin was eating absent-mindedly. Zhang Jinghong picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and said, "Eat more. Why do I feel like you've lost weight recently?"

Yao Xin raised her hand and touched her face. "It seems that I have indeed lost weight. No, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Jinghong was really hungry. He came back late and was just eating now. "You say."

Yao Xin said, "My mother's maid left the house today and sent me a message that Yao Yao's husband has been particularly diligent in going to the Marquis's Mansion these past few days."

Zhang Jinghong put down the bowl in his hand. He really didn't know about this. Since he was released, he had no one he could use. Well, he didn't dare to ask around. Now, except for the Ministry of Revenue, he was no different from being blind. "Are you talking about Shi Qing?"

Yao Xin nodded, "Yes, I'm talking about him."

Zhang Jinghong was not well-informed, but he knew a lot of things, such as Zhang Yang's trust in Shi Qing. He ate his meal intermittently, "This has nothing to do with us. Your last name is just Yao."

Yao Xin opened her mouth. Indeed, she was just thinking about her cold and indifferent father and couldn't help but think more. She was not worried about Yao Yao because she needed emergency help. That's right, she was not worried.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the day for Xuemei to go to Beijing. Zhulan received a letter early, and in the morning she received another letter sent by express horse, and Xuemei would arrive in the capital in the afternoon.

After noon, Zhulan did not rest anymore and said to Li: "It should be almost time!"

Li comforted her, "Mother, it will take some time to get home after entering the capital. How about you take a rest first, and I will call you when my eldest sister arrives?"

Zhulan waved her hand, "I'm energetic now, I'm not sleepy and don't need to rest."

Looking at her mother-in-law, Li missed her own mother. If she went home, her mother would definitely feel the same as her mother-in-law, making her want to go home too.

More than half an hour later, Steward Ding came running back from the front yard and said, "Young Miss can reach the gate of the mansion in a cup of tea."