The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

In the evening, Zhulan was still sighing, "How long has Yao Zheyu been married? He became a father so soon. According to today's doctor's pulse diagnosis, he was pregnant as soon as he got married!"

Zhou Shuren coughed, "It's really hard work, I want to have a child earlier, so that the county owner Shen can stay in Jinzhou."

Zhulan, "It seems that the Yaohou mansion recently urged the county head Shen to go back."

"It should be. I saw the family of the prince this year, how do you feel?"

Zhu Lan smiled, "The family members of the eldest son, the young ladies are a bit arrogant and arrogant, and the wife of the eldest son is not too young, she is very kind and takes good care of me."

Zhou Shuren was relieved, he was afraid that the family members of the prince would look down on Zhulan, so it was fine. In the end, his official position was still small, and he didn't like that Zhulan was in poor health, but there was no reason to refuse to go.

Zhulan felt Zhou Shuren's emotions and kissed Zhou Shuren's face, "You have done a good job."

When she first came, she didn't even have the qualifications to see Dong Yiyi, look at it now.

Zhou Shuren smiled, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Ok."

The next day, in Lizhou City, not long after the city gate opened, Boss Zhou and his party entered the city and went straight to the Yang residence.

Boss Zhou lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the streets of Lizhou City. There were many more foreign businessmen than when they left, "I miss it."

Changzhi felt uncomfortable, "It's finally here."

It should have been there long ago, but it encountered heavy rain in the middle, and the mountain road could not be walked, so it stopped for several days.

Boss Zhou urged the driver to hurry up. He didn't know what happened to his grandmother, so he was afraid that he would not see the last side.

When the carriage arrived at Yang Mansion, Boss Zhou was stunned when he got off the carriage, "Uncle, why are you at the door."

Yang Zhumu was stunned for a moment, "You're right, your grandmother is rarely sober and said that you guys are back, so let me wait at the door."

Boss Zhou thought for a moment, "Is grandma okay?"

Yang Zhumu saw his two nephews, but not his younger sister. The disappointment in his eyes didn't hide at all, "Your mother didn't come back?"

Changzhi replied, "My mother was very sick when she received the letter."

Yang Zhumu was startled, "Your grandmother said not to write letters to your mother. I wrote it secretly. I knew I wouldn't write it. Is your mother all right?"

Zhou Laodao: "Mother has been seriously ill before. After raising a few years, she gave birth to a younger brother. Her body looks like she has nothing to lose. In fact, mother is not in a hurry to get sick, and she can't stand the long journey. Uncle, mother doesn't want to come back. Mother can't come back."

This way, how good he and Changzhi are, they fell ill in the middle of the tossing, and he was lucky that his mother didn't come back!

Yang Zhumu motioned for the two nephews to enter the yard, "You two come together, your grandmother has no regrets."

Changzhi's mouth tightened, "We brought a lot of good herbs, and grandma will be fine."

Yang Zhumu waved his hand. Since his youngest son passed away, he has taken a lot of interest in life, old age, illness and death. "It's useless, and the doctor said it's just a few days."

The arrival of Boss Zhou and Changzhi, the little servant had already spread to the backyard, and as soon as they entered the backyard, there were many people standing in the courtyard.

Boss Zhou and Changzhi went in to see their grandmother. They felt uncomfortable. Grandma was thin and thin, and she must have suffered a lot when she was sick.

Sun's hands trembled, "Come here and tell me about your days in Jinzhou."

Changzhi's eyes were complicated, and his grandmother had regrets. When he saw it, he looked at his grandfather worriedly. His grandfather's spirit was not high, and he was concerned.

Two days later, on the night of Jinzhou, Zhulan hadn't dreamed for a long time. She always fell asleep on the pillow, and she slept until dawn, but today she had a dream.

In her dream, Zhulan felt that someone was looking at her, so she sat up in panic, and looked carefully at her parents who were standing beside the kang.

The two didn't speak, just watched her laugh, Zhulan was very puzzled, and wanted to say something, the figure of her father and mother faded.

Zhulan wanted to grab and stretched out her hand but didn't catch anything. Feeling that someone was saying something, she listened carefully and opened her eyes sharply, seeing Zhou Shuren's worried eyes, "What's wrong with me?"

Zhou Shuren let out a sigh of relief, "You've been crying for a long time, and I can't wake you up no matter what I call you. What are you dreaming about?"

Zhulan's heart was empty and heavy, and her tears fell uncontrollably. She remembered that she had to open her eyes at the end and heard her mother say that they had left, so she was well, and said that she had no regrets to see her. "My parents are dead."

Zhou Shuren was stunned for a moment. He had heard a lot of things like this. Before leaving, he hugged Zhulan tightly, asking for a dream. "My parents don't worry about you either."

Zhu Lan felt even more uncomfortable. She was not their daughter, but she was so concerned about her. She didn't know. Modern parents only reacted to her accident. They were obviously their own parents. Her home is always an outsider, even if her parents treat her well, she seems to be an extra one, "I, I feel uncomfortable."

Zhou Shuren felt that the underwear on his chest was wet, he said, the second elder of the Yang family passed away, and he felt uncomfortable, but when he heard Zhulan crying, he felt even more uncomfortable. In my heart, it's better to cry now.

Zhulan didn't know how long she cried, or when she fell asleep. When she woke up, Zhou Shuren was reading a book, but from the brightness of the room, it was probably eight or nine o'clock, she sat up and couldn't keep her eyes open, "You Didn't you go to the yamen?"

Zhou Shuren put down the book and picked up the handkerchief, "Don't open your eyes, put the handkerchief on your eyes."

Zhulan was really uncomfortable, so she obediently closed her eyes.

Zhou Shuren said, "I'm on leave today~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'll accompany you at home."

Zhulan held Zhou Shuren's thin hand, feeling at ease, "En."

In Lizhou Mansion, Boss Zhou and Changzhi knelt on the mat and burned paper. The two of them replaced their parents. They were not only uncomfortable, but also worried. They were worried about how to go back and tell their mother that this time not only did grandma leave, but grandpa also followed. We went together, and there were no two of them all at once, how could my mother bear it.

A lot of people have come to the Yang residence today. Changzhi felt that someone was looking at them and knelt motionless. He knew the thoughts of these people, but he was angry. Today was the day when my grandmother died, and they came with dishonesty. Downcast eyes sarcastically.

Boss Zhou watched his younger brother clench his hands and frowned, "Changzhi?"

Changzhi let go of his hand and did not respond, and continued to burn paper money. In Lizhou, he had seen a lot in the past two days. Silence, father and third brother have been in the circle of power for the Zhou family, so they must be very tired.

Yang Zhumu's eldest son responded to the guests. After the afternoon, Yang Zhumu looked at his two nephews and was very relieved. He was also worried.

(End of this chapter)