After the system ran, I took off with my family

Although Yushan was a little angry at Mrs. Lin's unreasonable behavior, she thought that today was the young lady's wedding day and that her son-in-law was able to distinguish right from wrong, so she bowed and left.

After Yu Shan left, Mrs. Lin couldn't hold back any longer. She slapped her thigh and cried, looking at Han Muzhi secretly, "Old man, why didn't you take me with you? I wouldn't be an eyesore now..."

"mother!"

Han Muzhi had a splitting headache, and it was obvious that his mother had no intention of stopping. He sighed helplessly, "Mom, I just said something wrong, but today is my son's big day, can you please stop making a fuss?"

"I'm making trouble? You're such a heartless person, you just got married and you forgot about your mother!"

Mrs. Lin's voice became increasingly sharp. Han Muzhi was afraid that Zhou Xue'e in the backyard might hear it, so he quickly pulled her to the corner.

"Mother! Please stop making trouble. Do you remember what your son told you before? I didn't stand on your side just now because of the overall situation. Think about it, if Xue'e knew that her mother-in-law made things difficult for the maid she brought with her on her wedding night, wouldn't that alienate her from her son?"

Han Muzhi knew his mother's character, so he could only break things down and explain them clearly.

"Mother, although the Zhou family has fallen, you have seen the scene today. It was the Jiang family who was backing Xue'e. Uncle Jiang is the legitimate son of Imperial Tutor Jiang in the capital.

If my son can marry into the Jiang family, it will be no problem for our Han family to change its status. When my son enters the capital and passes the imperial examination, I will ask the Jiang family to help him find a good job. Then my son will earn you an imperial decree and bring you home. When people see you, they will bow to you and you will become a prestigious old lady of an official family."

Han Muzhi spoke very seriously, and Mrs. Lin also listened very seriously. She seemed to have seen herself in gorgeous clothes and with a group of servants.

At this moment, Han Muzhi suddenly changed his tone and said, "Mom, if Xue'e and I separate, then my son will not benefit from anything.

So, mother, please be patient for the time being, control your temper, and be more accommodating to Xue'e in everything. When your son has her completely under his control, you can ask her to come to visit you every morning and evening, and your son will not stop you."

"Okay, for you and for our Han family, I will endure it a little longer."

Mrs. Lin patted her thigh with high morale. Since her son had such lofty ambitions, she, as a mother, certainly could not hold him back. She didn't believe that she could not handle a young lady from an official family who was ignorant of the ways of the world.

In the new house in the backyard, Zhou Xue'e, wearing a red wedding dress and a red veil, sat quietly on the red bed, listening to the "crackling" sound of the burning candles in the new house, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Just as she was distracted, the maids outside the door spoke, "Greetings, Master."

Then, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and a steady pair of footsteps slowly approached.

"Xue'e, I'm back."

Han Muzhi stepped forward and lifted the red veil. Zhou Xue'e raised her head shyly. She was dressed in red makeup, and she looked particularly charming under the dim candlelight.

When Han Muzhi saw the beauty under the lamp, his chest was filled with contentment and joy. Although he, Han Muzhi, was born in a poor family, he was no worse than those rich and well-fed young men. Now that he had married a beautiful bride, he would get his name on the imperial examination, be granted a title of nobility and become a prime minister in the future!

"Muzhi, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he was in a daze, Zhou Xue'e asked him in confusion.

"Xue'e, you are so beautiful. Your husband is stunned."

Han Muzhi's dark eyes were filled with love. Zhou Xue'e felt her cheeks getting hot and her breathing became rapid. She lowered her head helplessly and just missed the calculating look in her new husband's eyes.

After drinking the wedding wine, Han Muzhi gently embraced Zhou Xue'e, whose cheeks were flushed and a little drunk, and said softly, "Xue'e, there was a little misunderstanding between my mother and your maid Yushan in the front yard just now. Please apologize to her for me tomorrow.

However, my mother didn’t mean it. It wasn’t easy for her to raise me alone, and she was used to being frugal, so she wanted to save the leftovers for herself. But it seems that Yushan misunderstood and thought that the leftovers were for us to eat.”

Zhou Xue'e just learned about this and was a little surprised. She sat up and said softly, "My husband, Yushan is a maid, how can a master apologize to a servant?

Besides, Yushan was wrong in the first place. She argued with my mother without understanding the situation clearly. As a servant, I cannot talk back to my master. I will definitely give her a good scolding tomorrow."

"Xue'e, it is a blessing for me to marry a woman as sensible, tolerant and kind as you."

Han Muzhi hugged Zhou Xue'e emotionally. The temperature gradually rose. The sound of the red candles made the atmosphere in the room more charming. After a while, bursts of spring sounds were heard in the room.

Yushan and Yutan, who were guarding the door, looked at each other and then immediately looked away. Yushan, with a red face, lowered her head and did not notice the anger on Yutan's face.

Time flies, and it’s already the twelfth lunar month.

The winter in Wuzhou is wet and cold. Even though people wear thick coats, the biting cold still makes people stamp their feet.

On this day, the sky was still gloomy, with occasional cold wind blowing, and pedestrians on the street all hunched their necks.

Unlike the somewhat deserted streets, Xunweilou in winter is steaming hot, bustling with people, and packed with guests. The waiters are so busy that even the shopkeeper Hu is busy like a top.

"Boss, it's only noon and the queue has already reached number 18. When the students get out of school, there will definitely be more people. What will we do then?"

The waiter Xiao Wu frowned in worry.

Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Hu walked quickly to the door and looked inside. As expected, there were already many people sitting in the newly built shed.

Since the weather turned cold, Xunweilou has been packed with guests every day, with even guests waiting outside the door for a seat every day.

Last month, the young boss came to inspect the store. When he saw this situation, he ordered people to build a shed on each side of the door to provide shelter for waiting customers.

The shed was surrounded by expensive oilcloth to isolate the cold wind from all sides. There was also a large stove in the middle of the shed with hot water boiling on it. A waiter was specially assigned to serve here and also numbered the waiting guests in order of first come first served.

After the shed was set up, more and more guests came. After a month, the number of guests had developed to the point where they could bring their own peanuts and melon seeds and chat with other guests in the shed. Even if they had to wait for a long time, they did not show any impatience.

"You go ahead and do your work. When the young lady comes, I'll tell her about the situation and see if she has any other suggestions."

Shopkeeper Hu waved to Xiao Wu. Just then a customer finished his meal and left. He hurriedly stepped forward with a smile to see the customer off and then invited the next table of customers into the store.