Planning to marry the third master

After the Feng Mansion was renovated, they started buying things, and Luo Mingru also started moving people.

The Feng family was not a big family, but they had a lot of stuff. They ordered a cart to pull the stuff, and the people who called for it, plus eight or nine thugs, were all busy in one day.

Then she went to buy whatever she needed. There were three study rooms in her home. Luo Mingru never thought that her daughter could support a family by writing books.

After the move was completed, Feng Jinzhao and Feng Zhuoming returned to Feng Mansion after leaving the academy. It was a bit far from the academy, but it was convenient to have a carriage to pick them up. Because of Feng Jinzhao's fate this year, after taking over the matters in the academy, he concentrated on studying at home.

Luo Mingrou had nothing to do, so she asked Luo Mingrou to go out and buy things. Women love shopping.

Feng Zhuohua was miserable because the manuscript could not be published. Ten days have passed and the manuscript has not yet been officially written. If I had known earlier, I would not have mentioned the time. I would have regretted it too late.

Feng Zhuohua ordered: "Miss, I don't like to be disturbed when I'm writing a manuscript. Anyone who comes after a while will say that I'm busy, miss."

Jixiang asked: "Where is Madam coming?"

"Just tell her clearly, Miss, I'm going to finish the manuscript, and I'll tell you what I tell my mother."

"Yes."

Double Happiness went out, and there were many people at home.

Luo Mingrou wanted to find her daughter when she came back, but was stopped by the maid. According to the original words, Luo Mingrou could only say it at night when eating.

The family of four was neatly arranged. Luo Mingju said: "The date for the family housewarming banquet has to be decided. What date do you think is suitable? How should I write a post?"

Feng Zhuohua had no objection and said, "It's fine as long as mother decides."

Luo Mingjudao: "Your father will leave for Bianjing in the [-]th day. This matter must be settled before your father leaves."

Feng Zhuohua nodded and said, "Mom, just pick a good day."

Luo Mingru: "Do you want to invite people from the Xie Mansion?"

Feng Zhuohua thought for a moment and said, "Mother will send the post as usual. Whether she comes or not is someone else's business."

Luo Mingjudao: "Your father said that you spent hundreds of taels on New Year's gifts. As usual, they should come to my house. You see, your aunt is not coming either. She thinks she looks down on our family. I'll send you a message. What do you think? Why are you so unhappy?"

Feng Jinzhao said: "What do you care about those annual gifts!"

Feng Zhuohua said: "She didn't come because she was afraid that her mother wouldn't be able to sit here. Grandma Xie's house always puts on a show when she goes out. There are several maids and women following her. Plus Xie Xinhui and Xie Xinnian, there is no place to stand. Come on." If both sides look ugly, ordinary people will have poor relatives, so it’s better not to come.”

"Look, you still look down on our family."

"If Mom cares about these things, don't post them."

Feng Jinzhao said: "If you don't give it, it's our fault. If you give it, it's a courtesy. Whether they come or not is their business."

It's such a courtesy, Luo Mingju said: "Then it's up to you. Posts will be posted as usual. Come and see them."

After dinner, everyone ate. Feng Zhuohua wanted to stay up late to finish the manuscript, and Luo Mingrou wanted to chat with her daughter, but Shuangxi stopped her and said, "Madam, it's too late for me to write the manuscript. The day promised to the shopkeeper is coming soon, so please don't disturb her at this time."

Luo Mingru saw her daughter still writing at night for the first time, and whispered: "Is she like this in Xie's Mansion too?"

Shuangxi nodded and said: "I finished writing in one breath before I took a breath. The young lady in the middle can't stand it even if she's angry, and she can't stand it if she doesn't eat well and sleep well." This Shuangxi understands this deeply.

Luo Mingru was helpless, so she turned to look at the door of her husband's study, where he was studying hard, and then looked at the door of her son's study, where he was doing homework.

Everyone was busy with something, and Luo Mingrou was also excited to write a post.

The second day of February was a good day. There were many people in the neighborhood, including her relatives and Feng Jinzhao's relatives.

Luo Mingrou, a relative of Feng Jinzhao, was a little tangled. After all, her mother-in-law favored the eldest son, so she gave the small village to the eldest son and bought a house in the city for the second son and married him a wife. For the second child, Luo Mingrou was still angry and had less contact. But now that her children are trying to live up to their expectations, she thinks about it and just writes the post. If she doesn't, it would be rude of her.