Ms. Lin: "No, it's not." Then she thought about it and said that it was inappropriate to say that she was interested in another man in front of her son.
Zhou Lan lowered his head, really hurt by the words: "That's what you want."
Ms. Lin could no longer hold back her tears: "Son, mother, mother, I can't help you."
Zhou Lan: "You gave birth to me and raised me so big, how can I be sorry? As a son, you can only express your gratitude to your mother."
But my dad is so good to you, I'm afraid he doesn't think so.
Zhou Lan bit the tip of his tongue and said, "Don't worry, mother. My son is old and can take care of himself. If mother is not happy at her cousin's house, she can go back to her house and let her son go to negotiate. Although my son's shoulders are a little thin,
, all have the responsibilities they should have.”
Tears fell from Mrs. Lin's eyes: "Son, it's my fault that my mother is not strong enough."
Zhou Lan: "You are very good, don't belittle yourself."
Mrs. Lin: "My son, mother knows well in her heart that if I insist, your uncle will not be able to take me back to the Lin Mansion. It is because mother is timid and afraid of your grandparents, that is why my son was humiliated like this by the second wife of the Zhou family."
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Zhou Lan was silent for a while before speaking: "Mom, don't mention the past things again. It is what a son should do to be filial to his father, and he is willing to do the same. I only wish my mother to be safe, healthy, and prosperous, and that everything goes well."
His father had taken care of her mother for more than ten years and still didn't think anything of it. How could he, as his son, be dissatisfied?
Mrs. Lin couldn't explain why, so she just pulled Zhou Lan and cried.
Those who don’t know think that they have to get married out of necessity.
Zhou Lan was so helpless. He really didn't know what to do with Lin's tears.
Suddenly I became distracted. My daughter-in-law seemed to be in high spirits all the time. I had never seen anything that could stump her or make her cry.
Zhou Lan opened his mouth, saying that his father had really chosen a good wife for him. With such a temperament, if something happened to him, Chang Xi would be able to live a good life with his child, and he would definitely not let the child feel wronged.
Ms. Lin was crying very sadly. Suddenly she saw her son's mouth twitching as if he was smiling. He froze while wiping his tears. Isn't it funny?
Zhou Lan realized that his expression was wrong and pulled Mrs. Lin: "My son is thinking of his wife."
Mrs. Lin stopped crying, and there was no point in continuing to cry: "That's a good thing. I get along well with my mother, I have a good temper, and I have a good temper."
Zhou Lanxin said, "In fact, it's not that good. It's probably because the wife restrained her temper in front of Mrs. Lin."
Mrs. Lin: "He is still generous and considerate in his work. He can help my son support his family."
When talking about Jiang Changxi, Mrs. Lin's tears disappeared. Zhou Lan relaxed and said, "Of course it is good, whether it is in Zhuangzi or not, the servants are very convinced."
Mrs. Lin: "That's good, that's good. Mom will feel relieved."
Zhou Lan wanted to say whether his son wanted to meet Uncle Li, but when he saw Mrs. Lin starting to wipe her tears with a handkerchief, Zhou Lan swallowed the words. Such things were not suitable for his mother to worry about.
Zhou Lan: "Mom, just relax at home and wait for your cousin to come and marry you. My son will take care of the rest."
Mrs. Lin was a little embarrassed: "How can I let you worry about it? Your uncle is here."
Zhou Lan: "You are my mother. My son naturally wants to know where you have been and whether you are living well or not. How can you let your uncle worry about everything?"
Mrs. Lin lowered her head and said nothing. She didn't think about anything else. She just felt that it was embarrassing for her son to handle such a thing.
Zhou Lan: "Mom, I will take the exams and gain fame. I can support you. Don't feel that your status is low no matter where you go. If you have a son behind you, you will have a way out."
Ms. Lin: "My son, don't worry, my mother is a daughter of the Lin family, and your uncle can protect her. Don't embarrass yourself."
Zhou Lan took a deep breath, it was great to have such an uncle.
Zhou Lan: "My uncle is getting older and has a wife of his own. How can he worry about everything? Your son is your mother, so your son can rely on you. Isn't that what you should do?"
Mrs. Lin: "My son knows that he feels sorry for his mother."
Zhou Lanxin said, since my father died, I have been keeping mourning in Zhuangzi alone and sent my mother back to my grandfather's house. Don't I feel sorry for my mother?
It’s only now that his mother feels that he is more sensible. Why does he feel so depressed?
Zhou Lan: "Mom, when my father was here, I gave my son a house. Now that it has been sorted out, I have to go back and live with my son for a while."
Mrs. Lin: "Why do you want to live outside? Your uncle and aunt have already prepared a yard for you. We, mother and son, should have a good talk together."
Zhou Lan emphasized again: "Mom, sir, I came to Kyoto with Chang Le. It's not very convenient to live in my uncle's house. Mom, you have to stay with your son for a while."
Mrs. Lin: "Well, it's time for me to go see my husband." She didn't say anything about what she couldn't live with.
Zhou Lan felt that he was already very patient, so he really left. Whatever he wanted, he could do whatever he wanted.
Mrs. Lin shrank the clothes package back: "Mom, please relax the clothes two inches before giving them to you."
Zhou Lan took the package and said, "No, my son is not particular about clothes."
Mrs. Lin looked at her son's clothes and saw that they were not exquisite. They were the most popular styles in the capital. Every detail from head to toe was exquisite, even the corners of the belt had been carefully processed by experienced embroiderers.
Lin is good at sewing and pays great attention to these details.
Therefore, the daughter-in-law takes good care of her son, and she, as a mother, is very relieved: "Talk more with your uncle. When you are in the capital, you should come here often to visit him."
Zhou Lan nodded in agreement.
Mrs. Lin: "Don't think that mother is overthinking. Now that you are alone and have no fame and fame, you have to rely on your uncle for more help."
Zhou Lan: "Mother, my son knows it well. Mother, don't worry."
After talking for a long time, Mrs. Lin was unable to tell Zhou Lan about the situation of the Li family's cousin.
No one knows whether Zhou Lan and Lin had a lonely chat, but Zhou Lan felt lonely after the chat.
To borrow a sentence from the previous books, Zhou Lan at this time was like a little house sparrow with drooped wings.
Regarding Mrs. Lin, Zhou Lan's senses became more and more complex. When her father was around, Mrs. Lin was also gentle and meticulous, and was considerate of both father and son.
Jiang Changxi waited for Zhou Lan outside Lin's courtyard for a long time. Seeing Zhou Lan's figure, she wanted to comfort Zhou Lan, but she couldn't.
Zhou Lan said leisurely: "I was still young at that time. Every time I accompanied my mother to my grandfather's place, I felt that my uncle was very kind to me."
Strictly speaking, as an uncle, Uncle Lin now treats Zhou Lan well.
Zhou Lan: "I don't need my mother to plan so much for me. If my mother can stay with me when my father is away, I think I can still survive. That's the person I want to protect."