The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhou Shuren saw a few keys in the box, and there were two deeds under the keys, "This is?"

It stands to reason that the Rong family's wealth is not all given to Ming Teng? When Fourth Uncle handed it over to Ming Teng, he even let him witness it.

Rong Yuyu coughed, took another sip of water to suppress the cough, and said: "I saved a sum of money, and now I leave it to you to keep, I hope it will not be used for a day."

The experience of the Rong family is vivid in his mind. He has left a lot of backslidden paths over the years. This one is handed over to the Shuren lineage. He does not want the Rong family to use it, nor the Zhou family.

Zhou Shuren held the box, "I will keep it properly."

"Well, I hope no one can use it."

He doesn't care about these wealth, and would rather bury it all the time.

Zhou Shuren, "Fourth Uncle take a good rest."

Rong Yuyu was really tired. He talked a lot this time, and when he saw the girl bringing the medicine bowl, he didn't want to drink it, but just looked into his nephew's eyes, and finally turned into a sigh and drank it.

Zhou Shuren got up and said to Ming Teng, "I'll go back first, take care of you."

Ming Teng saw his great grandfather drinking the medicine, and his tone became joyful, "Grandpa, rest first, I will take good care of my great grandfather."

Zhou Shuren walked out of the house, holding the box in his arms, and walked to the main courtyard step by step, saying, "Master Hou, are you alright?"

Zhou Shuren looked back at the fourth uncle's yard, how could the elders for many years have less feelings, and his tone was a little sad, "It's okay, it's getting late, you can go home and rest."

He has become accustomed to being a close guard for Jingyan, and it is easier to act cautiously, while Jingyan always follows him.

Jin Yan said worriedly, "Master Hou, pay more attention to your body."

"good."

In the main hospital, Zhulan noticed that Shuren's mood was not right, "Fourth Uncle's illness is serious again?"

"No, fourth uncle doesn't want to live anymore."

The last words were given to him.

Zhulan, "This."

Zhou Shuren put down the box, "Death is a relief for the fourth uncle. He has lived for the Rong family all his life. Now that he can finally unload all the burdens, we should be happy for him."

Zhulan moved the corner of her mouth. Indeed, it was better to take off the burden and walk easily than to carry the whole family on its back. Fourth Uncle's life cannot be said to be hard, only too tired.

The ancient sense of family responsibility has been passed down by some modern families, and more of them live for their own small family.

She came to see more family responsibilities in ancient times. The fourth uncle moved her the most. How short a life is, the fourth uncle did his best for the family.

Zhou Shuren said again: "Prepare everything that should be prepared."

Zhulan sighed, "The fourth uncle's death has always been arranged by the fourth uncle."

The repair of the cemetery, since Ming Teng took over, the fourth uncle asked someone to repair it.

The husband and wife felt very deeply. They couldn't eat their meals at night, so they ate a few bites. They didn't chat after the meal, so they just sat quietly until it was time to rest.

This night, Zhou Shuren slept very unsteadily, half-dreaming and half-awake. It took a long time to open his eyes in the morning, and he was not disturbed last night, which means that the fourth uncle is still stable.

Zhulan stood up, "Are you up?"

Zhou Shuren shook his head, he took a few days off, "I'll lie down for a while."

Zhulan doesn't feel much now. She has a headache when she travels too much. She gets up and goes down to get dressed. Qingxue hears the sound and brings the girl in. The curtains are opened, and Zhulan is stunned, "Is it snowing?"

Qingxue held the comb, "Yes, it snowed in the second half of the night."

Zhulan looked outside, "It's another winter."

Time flies too fast, she has been in ancient times for almost 20 years.

When the breakfast was ready, Zhou Shuren got up, and he didn't pack his clothes very casually. The simple porridge and pickles for breakfast were light, but he ate a lot.

After dinner, the couple put on a cloak to see the fourth uncle. When they arrived, the fourth uncle was drinking porridge, and he couldn't eat it without taking a few bites, so he signaled Ming Teng to take it away.

The old man wiped his mouth and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Zhou Shuren endured the discomfort in his heart, but the fourth uncle didn't have much energy on his face, "After using it, the fourth uncle can't eat it?"

The old man said, "I can't eat it, my mouth is full of soup and medicine."

Ming Teng interjected, "You can get better after drinking the medicine."

The old man, "I know my own body."

He said to Shuren again: "It's just right for you to come. I'm ready for everything behind me. You don't have to worry about it, ahem, I'll go back to Rongfu tomorrow."

Zhulan's nose was sour when she heard it, the old man was going to die in the Rong Mansion, "It's snowing outside, you're not suitable for moving."

The old man, "This is my last wish."

Ming Teng looked at his grandfather anxiously, but heard his grandfather say, "Okay, I'll take you back then."

The old man smiled, "Okay, okay, thank you for these years."

Zhou Shuren, "I will come to the palace soon."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Alright."

Zhulan and his wife sat for a while, and waited for the old man to drink the medicine and fell asleep before preparing to leave. Zhulan felt sorry for his grandson, and the grandson stayed up all night, "You also rest for a while."

Ming Teng couldn't sleep, "Grandma, grandson is in good health."

Zhulan didn't persuade him too much. After Ming Teng took over, the fourth uncle taught him hand in hand. Now Ming Teng is the most uncomfortable, "Hey."

Zhulan and his wife returned to the main courtyard, Zhou Shuren simply washed and dressed in thick casual clothes, got up and entered the palace.

Zhu Lan handed over the prepared soup, "You also take care of yourself."

Zhou Shuren, "Yes."

A quarter of an hour later, Boss Zhou came to the main courtyard, "Mother, the door of the Rong Mansion next door is open."

Zhulan, "Well, your uncle is moving back."

"Mother, uncle is sick!"

Zhulan sighed and said, "Your uncle's wish."

Boss Zhou still didn't understand something, his eyes were red, because Ming Teng gave him a lot of pointers, "Son, go to accompany my uncle."

"Go."

Zhulan waited for her son to leave and sat by the window. The snow outside the window did not stop. Fourth uncle arranged everything and raised his hand to touch the window.

On the boat back to Beijing, Yujiao kept laughing, Minghui's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, "You laughed happily?"

Yu Jiao cleared her throat, "Brother, I found that your trip to the peach blossoms was very good."

Yu Yi couldn't help laughing too, it was indeed prosperous.

Minghui has a headache~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you want to laugh, just laugh. "

Looking at the future brother-in-law and seeing the future brother-in-law's dimple, Yu Yueyang looked even more stupid, why did he keep staring at him?

Yu Yueyang raised his eyebrows. As soon as he got on the boat, he spread the news that he had a fiancée, and stared at him unless he was crazy.

Yujiao stopped smiling, "Brother, are you still going out to enjoy the rain?"

Minghui tapped his sister's forehead, "Let you skin."

Yu Yi looked at the rain outside the window, "The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Fortunately, I bought a lot of charcoal fire and brought it on board."

Even with the window closed, I still felt the chill, so I closed my cloak.

Yujiao was unhappy, "Snow is better than rain, and the quilt should be damp again."

Yu Yi said to the girl, "Burn more charcoal, don't save it, the charcoal I bought is enough."

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