Zhou Xuanyi was a neighbor to them, and was a colleague of Dongming Ziyu in the Hanlin Academy. The two families often visited each other, but it was just a routine interaction between neighbors and colleagues, and there was no closer contact.

Shangguan Ruoli was busy taking care of the children, housekeeping, dessert shop, knitting shop, and the village in the suburbs. He had no social overlap with Zhou Xuanyi's wife, so the two were not familiar with each other.

"Ms. Zhou!" Shangguan Ruoli said with a smile and bowed to her peers.

Lady Zhou also returned the gift: "Mrs. Dong."

Then he introduced the fifth girl, "This is the fifth daughter of my sister's family, her name is Yan Niang."

Yan Niang performed the junior ceremony: "My little daughter has met Lady Dong, and wishes Lady Dong a happy old age."

Shangguan Ruoli glanced at Yan Niang, nodded slightly, and then asked Mrs. Zhou: "What Mrs. Zhou likes, you can just let someone tell you. If someone brings it back to you at night, how can you go there yourself?"

Madam Zhou smiled and said, "Let's go to Zhuangzi to soak in the hot springs. We will pass by here on our way back and pick some flowers, fruits and vegetables with our own hands. It's also fun."

Shangguan Ruoli made a gesture of invitation, "Please, please. There are no hot springs in my village, and the cost of planting them is higher."

There are many hot springs in the capital. It is also a common practice for wealthy families in the capital to grow vegetables and flowers on the hot spring resorts in winter.

Fruits, vegetables and flowers must have been planted in the Zhou family's hot spring village. Therefore, Mrs. Zhou must have had other purposes for coming here today. Shangguan Ruoli guessed that it had something to do with these five girls.

Sure enough, after a while, after picking the tomatoes, Mrs. Zhou pushed the fifth girl away and asked Shangguan Ruoli with a smile: "Mrs. Dong, what do you think of Yan Niang's child?"

Shangguan Ruoli looked at her with a half-smile but said, "She looks pretty good."

Mrs. Zhou was so frightened by what she saw that she came over with a basket and said, "Look, what do you think of your second nephew?"

Shangguan Ruoli said with a smile: "I once said that the marriages of my nephews are decided by their parents and grandparents. As an aunt, I cannot interfere."

Madam Zhou's smile froze and she said, "I'm just asking for your opinion, not letting you make the decision."

Shangguan Ruoli said matter-of-factly: "No. They are not suitable."

Madam Zhou's face suddenly darkened, "Why? Yan Niang is beautiful, gentle, good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she was born into a famous family. Isn't she still worthy of your second nephew? You know that your second wife doesn't have any

Fame."

Shangguan Ruoli's face also darkened: "You asked me to say it, but I said it, but you don't like to hear it anymore? Don't ask me to say something even worse. My Erlang met her once and ran away in fear the second time.

Far away, you understand, right? We are all smart, and no one is any more stupid than anyone else, right?"

Madam Zhou had already adjusted her mentality and said with a smile: "Forget it if it's not suitable. I also think your family has a clean and upright family tradition, and Erlang's son is also a young talent. I want to be married to your family."

Shangguan Ruoli smiled noncommittally and changed the subject: "What other fruits does Mrs. Zhou like?"

Madam Zhou picked a few more watermelons, ordered two red plum bonsais, and returned home with Shangguan Ruoli and his party.

Shangguan Ruoli returned home just as Gouzi's boy was leaving.

Mrs. Qian looked a little solemn and a little angry.

Shangguan Ruoli took off his cloak, asked someone to wash the newly picked fruits and bring them up, and asked: "Mother, what's wrong?"

Mrs. Qian said angrily: "There is a funeral in Gouzi's family, and his people still come to our house! What a bad luck!"

In their hometown in the countryside, there was a funeral at home, and before May 7th, they were not allowed to visit. But here in the capital, the masters would close the door to thank guests during the period of mourning, but servants could go to other people's homes to do business.

Mrs. Li comforted the old lady and said, "Mom, I have asked people to sweep the floor with peach branches."

Shangguan Ruoli asked: "Why is he here?"

Mrs. Qian became even more angry and said: "If you want to help the soul return home, come back with us! They are fellow villagers, but they are also traveling together, so please take care of them on the way."

Shangguan Ruoli frowned: "You agree?"

Gouziniang and Sister-in-law are not fuel-efficient lamps. They are like dog-skin plaster, which is just a layer of skin. Gouzi died unexpectedly, and they help carry the coffin back. They will probably not be grateful and will be blackmailed.
Chapter completed!