The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhulan didn't say a word. She waited for a few girls' answers. The girls looked at each other and replied, "Listen to your parents."

The yard was extraordinarily quiet, and a few girls panicked, they didn't know what they said wrong.

Zhulan twitched the corners of her lips. Girls are taught ideas from birth. She can only comfort herself that obedience is also an advantage. As long as she persuades the elders in the family, they will be obedient. She feels that the most important lesson of the Women's Academy should be to change girls' minds.

Madam Lizheng was uneasy, the old lady in front of her was clearly smiling, but she was afraid, "You."

Zhu Lan smiled, "The water has been drank, so let's leave first."

Saying that, he stood up, and Qingxue stepped forward to support him.

Madam Lizheng got up to send them off, and she patted her heart when the carriage was far away, "It scared me to death."

Li Zheng appeared at this moment, "What did you say?"

Mrs. Lizheng told the conversation just now, Lizheng is very shrewd, "This is for the academy."

He is very concerned about the surrounding movement. From the establishment of the orphan Zhuangzi to the present, he knows seven or eight points, and naturally knows that the renovated academy has teachers who teach women.

Mrs. Lizheng, "Master, what do you think?"

Li Zheng turned his head to look at his granddaughters, "Let me think again, think again."

After he finished speaking, he left without telling his wife what he was thinking.

When the carriage left the village, Yu Yi asked, "Grandma, don't you ask more?"

Zhulan, "Don't ask, go to Xiucai's house in the next village."

Yu Yi pursed her lips, "Grandma, girls from our Zhou family in Beijing can be sent to study."

Zhulan naturally thought about it, the boss brought a few clansmen from the family back then, and these clansmen picked up their family members one after another, and the number of clansmen in the capital increased.

Zhulan said, "The girls in the clan's family have different worries."

The Zhou family is very cohesive, and Shuren has a detached position in the family. Even if Shuren doesn't need to speak, she is the dean, and the clan will not resist.

Zhangzhou, Yushuang and Liufeng personally sent their mother out of the county, and the carriage arrived at the gate of the county.

Hu Shi felt relieved. She was finally going back to the capital, waving her hand, "Go back, wait until I get to the capital to write to you."

Liu Feng has only one mother, he hopes to support her, and naturally hopes that she will be by his side, "Mother, you will be alone when you return to the capital, you should stay."

Yushuang gets along well with her mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law only helps her to take care of her children and never interferes in anything. Even if someone secretly persuades her mother-in-law to take a concubine, her mother-in-law will go back and protect her very much. She does not want her mother-in-law to leave, "Mother , you stay."

The mother-in-law can help her with a lot of things by staying behind.

Hu's heart said goodbye, she'd stayed enough, if it wasn't for her little grandson, she would have wanted to go back last year, "I'm not too old, you don't have to worry about it, if you want me, write to me more."

Liu Feng heard the cheerfulness of her mother's tone, and really didn't know what to say, "How about you bring Zhao Xi back to Beijing?"

Hu also likes her grandson, but she doesn't want to take the child, "it's getting late, you can go back."

Saying that, she motioned the driver to drive away. She was going back to Beijing to discuss the jewelry design with her mother-in-law. She drew a lot in her spare time.

Liu Feng and his wife watched the carriage leave, and Yushuang laughed, "Mother is afraid we will chase you, look how fast the carriage goes."

Liu Feng also smiled, "Let's go back too."

The two did not take their children to see them off, because they were afraid that the children would cry and would miss the children when they came out.

Yushuang said: "Mother-in-law and my mother communicate very frequently."

"Mother and mother-in-law have common hobbies."

Yushuang touched the hairpin on her head, "Mother's design is better than the county jewelry store."

Liu Feng also admired his mother's vision and held his wife's hand, "Wait for me to design one for you."

"You have time?"

Liu Feng's whole body is now full of relief, "Yes, I finally have less courage, I can spend more time with you and the child."

Yushuang leaned on Xianggong's shoulder, she looked at the lively street, "What a big change."

She still remembered how deserted she was when she first came, and now there are many more vendors on the street, and the faces of the people are less numb.

Liu Feng, "The days will get better and better."

In the evening, Zhou Shuren came back to see that the room was a little dark, and asked Qingxue who was standing outside the door, "Madam is resting?"

Qingxue replied, "The old lady is in a bad mood."

Zhou Shuren walked in after hearing this, and saw his daughter-in-law sitting motionless, leaned over and said, "Didn't you expect it earlier?"

Zhulan, "Imagination and seeing with my own eyes feel different."

"Okay, don't think about it, I'm hungry."

Zhulan rubbed her neck, "Then eat."

Saying that, she motioned for Qingxue to set the meal, and she went down to the ground and walked around the house. After sitting for a long time, she felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Shuren changed his clothes, the food was ready, he washed his hands and sat down and said, "Tell you the news, you will be interested."

"what news?"

Zhou Shuren, "The emperor allows Concubine Chen to write a script, but."

Zhulan answered, "But it can't be in the current newspaper. The emperor plans to start another newspaper?"

"Yes, the emperor listened to the money that Chen Taifei had earned for selling words, and sent someone to investigate. He thinks that starting a new newspaper can make money."

Zhulan smiled, "It's your push."

Zhou Shuren nibbled at the chicken leg, nodded while eating, and waited until he swallowed the chicken before saying, "The emperor is more enlightened than I thought."

Zhulan, "Your credit."

Shuren's thoughts have influenced two generations of emperors, and now it is affecting the crown prince. At the same time, they are lucky, not all emperors can be affected.

Zhou Shuren asked, "I haven't seen you write an article recently?"

Bamboo Orchid, "It's not easy to overdo it."

If she continues to write articles, it is not good for their husband and wife. She is not in a hurry when she takes her time.

The next day, Concubine Chen came to the door again, this time it was an invitation, "Would you like to write a script together? Write it under a new name."

Zhulan shook her head, "I'm very busy, and I don't have the talent to write a script."

The fact that she has seen a lot of stories does not mean that she has the talent to write a storybook. If she wrote a storybook, it would be boring.

Concubine Chen is a pity, "You are very good at telling stories."

Zhu Lan smiled~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Toffee got her wish this time, are you happy? "

Concubine Chen, "I'm happy, why are you not happy?"

She is much younger than the emperor. Thanks to the emperor's late marriage, she has a good body and bones. Now she only hopes that she can live longer.

Zhu Lan said: "When the newspaper comes out, I will definitely subscribe to one issue."

"You can't go back."

"No regrets."

She not only subscribes, but also buys more. Yes, she also has to ask the concubine to sign, and it will be the wealth of the younger generation in the future!

Concubine Chen left in a hurry. She wanted to think about a new book of words, and she also said that she wanted to write a great sadness. It was all because Zhulan said that the tragedy will be passed down forever.

Zhulan told her granddaughter that there would be a new newspaper, but she didn't want to hide it. It is estimated that it has spread all over the capital by now.

Yuwen asked directly, "Would I have given you money if I published it in the newspaper?"

This bamboo orchid really doesn't know, probably not, how much glory can be published at this time.