Of course Uncle Zhou didn't know much about these literati and celebrities, but it couldn't stop that Baoding Prefecture was a small place with few celebrities.
What's more, for a famous master like Mr. Wen Zhai, when his master became a disciple, he also asked someone to help him popularize it.
Obviously Mr. Zhou didn't understand very well, so he said casually: "As long as you have a teacher you can study with."
Jiang Changxi said in his heart that indeed, he was right to be direct, but it was too tactful, and Mr. Zhou really couldn't understand it.
Uncle Zhou wanted to speak at first, but now he shut up. He was thinking that this house cannot be in the name of the old couple, otherwise this shrew will be worried about him.
Zhou Lan: "My grandson, when I came to Beijing this time, I was thinking about my grandparents. I should have come over a long time ago to see if my grandparents are in good health recently."
Grandma Zhou looked at her grandson, and her heart softened: "Okay, okay, it's rare that you, a child, still miss your grandma, and your grandfather often talks about you."
Zhou Lan: "In the future, my grandson will work hard and pass the exams to become a scholar and a civil servant. Then he will go to the capital to study, and he will always be able to serve his grandparents."
When Mr. Zhou heard this, he immediately asked: "Can you really pass the exam?"
Mr. Tuesday: "Dad, Erlang is still young. Don't expect too much. Don't put pressure on Erlang."
Zhou Lan: "I have to work hard for my grandparents."
Mr. Zhou was a little disappointed. The years of observing filial piety delayed his grandson's studies. Otherwise, he couldn't explain it. He said, "You must also pay attention to your health. Don't get exhausted."
Zhou Lan nodded: "My body and skin are affected by my parents. I haven't earned my life for my mother and my wife, so how dare I be careless."
Mrs. Zhou felt uncomfortable. After all, it was because she was in the wrong. She scolded her son a few times because she felt sorry for him to die early, but she let her grandson hear it and refused to let him go.
The key is that the imperial edict on his body was originally earned by his late eldest son.
Jiang Changxi: "What did your husband say? Even if your husband has saved your life for me and my mother, you should take care of yourself. Do you have any chance? My mother and I are eating your flesh and blood and drinking your wine."
Can you live peacefully with blood?"
It was really a torture from the soul.
Next to me, Old Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou's faces turned pale.
Zhou Lan really didn't mean this, but what he said was a true image. "My grandmother's current life was earned by her father, but she despised her father's death at the wrong time. There is no such thing as eating her mother and scolding her."
Mrs. Zhou rubbed her forehead: "You, you."
Jiang Changxi: "Grandma, don't worry, I will not cheat my husband like this. My upbringing does not allow me to do such a thing."
Isn't this really pointing at her nose and scolding her for being uneducated?
The old lady immediately lost her temper. Three words echoed in her mind, and she scolded me.
Jiang Changxi: "Second Aunt, grandma is thinking about my dad again. Come here quickly and ask someone to call the doctor. Fortunately, there are two uncles and two aunts waiting for my grandparents in this house, so that they can talk to comfort each other. Otherwise, what would the old man do?
Let’s do it.”
As he spoke, he took the handkerchief and began to wipe his nose, crying sadly.
No matter how capable the second wife is, she still has to take care of her mother-in-law first. No matter how capable the eldest brother-in-law is, he will not put his life on her head. Their second wife can live a life of slaves and servants in Kyoto because of her status as in-laws.
, otherwise they can knock on any official’s door.
Mrs. Tuesday couldn't care about anything else. She was serving her mother-in-law and quickly called the doctor.
She finally understood that these two bastards were not in the spotlight and didn't care about the life and death of their parents-in-law.
Mrs. Zhou was helped down by Mrs. Tuesday. Three generations of the Zhou family, old and young, were left in the hall.
Jiang Changxi looked at the three of them and found a chair to sit on without speaking, feeling very comfortable.
Not to mention Master Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, and even Zhou Lan were all thinking, are all the ladies so powerful? Why do they feel that there is a big gap between them? Is it because they are too well-informed and their status is too low?
It was Mr. Zhou who spoke first: "I know why you are here. If your mother wants to marry you, then marry her. Our Zhou family doesn't care about such a daughter-in-law."
Mr. Zhou doesn't want to deal with his grandchildren and his wife anymore. Once he gets started, he knows that he can't deal with them.
It was more agile than he imagined. Zhou Lan knew that it was the result of his young daughter-in-law's charge into the battle.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be unusual for the old grandfather to do anything like this, just asking for secrets.
Zhou Lan: "Grandpa, when my mother-in-law returned to my grandfather's side, it was with the approval of my grandparents."
Old Mrs. Zhou: "That's for your mother. Your mother is still young. As parents-in-law, we feel sorry for her."
Zhou Lan stopped talking. Mrs. Zhou looked at his grandson and knew that they all had plans for this matter, but his grandson had no mother, so he probably didn't want to.
Old Mrs. Zhou: "Even if you are complaining about this, you should blame your uncle. Our Zhou family is not a mean family and we will not tie your mother down."
Mr. Zhou looked at Mr. Zhou, then at Zhou Lan, weighing for a while: "This is not a big deal."
Zhou Lan: "Grandpa, I mean I have no objection."
Mr. Zhou: "Of course I have no objection."
Zhou Lan: "My father is gone, but my grandfather is the elder. I ask my grandfather to write a letter to comfort my mother, otherwise my mother will not dare to do what she wants."
Mr. Zhou: "Who are you telling this to? Ask if anyone believes this, your mother..."
Jiang Changxi: "Second uncle, how is my mother? My mother has been in Kyoto for so long and hasn't come back to see the yard that my father earned for him. Second uncle, has my mother's yard been sorted out?"
I didn't know it before, but I know it now. My second uncle cares about this house, so let's talk about it.
Master Tuesday: "My Zhou family doesn't care whether you dream about remarrying or not. Even if you want to marry out of my Zhou family's gate, it's not impossible, but if you want to come back to my Zhou family, that's absolutely impossible."
Zhou Lan: "Second uncle, don't worry, I'm still here. My mother can't rely on my second uncle for a living, so she won't come to the second room."
In other words, whether my mother comes back or not has nothing to do with you. As long as I recognize her, she is my mother.
Jiang Changxi sighed in his heart, a son who had just been injured by his own mother was still strong and invincible when he protected her. He had to be careful what he said in the future, because he was the mother and son who were close to each other.
Mr. Zhou: "Okay, let's just write. What are the useless things to do?"
Zhou Lan helped Lin get a piece of paper like this. Zhou Lan looked at the piece of paper and suddenly realized that marriage was so frivolous?
After being in a daze for a long time, Jiang Changxi said again: "Husband, what's wrong?"
Zhou Lan muttered two sentences faintly: "Two surnames get married and a contract is made together."
After hearing this and seeing this piece of paper, Jiang Changxi understood that this little thing made Zhou Lan doubt his marriage: "We are of the same mind and we have a good marriage, and we can live in an IKEA home. If my father is still here, I hope my mother can find him again."