Zhao Fengtian: “…”

Very good, it’s my second sister-in-law, this is not the end, right?

Before he could finish his complaints, the last person slid off the chair and sat on the ground.

Very good, just like that, the whole army was completely wiped out.

Zhao Fengtian felt emotional, it seemed that they had not sat on the chairs in vain, otherwise they would have fallen down.

People of that era were somewhat afraid of scholars, let alone such a prestigious scholar.

What's the difference between his status as a juren and that of an official? It's not surprising that several people would react so strongly when they heard this.

Wasn't Zhao Fengtian the same at the beginning?

It took him a day to recover to his current state, but to outsiders, he still looked like he was in a state of absent-mindedness.

Chen Shuilian stood up tremblingly with the help of Zhao Fengtian.

She patted Zhao Fengtian's hand and patiently reminded him: "When you face the Juren Master, you must have a correct attitude and never make any mistakes. Do you understand? If anything happens, mother can't save you."

"I understand." Zhao Fengtian nodded heavily. "Mom, I was very obedient. Besides, the gentleman was very kind. He taught me the whole day without blushing."

"Okay, okay." Chen Shuilian touched Zhao Fengtian's face lovingly. What a silly life he had. Is this what it means to be a fool?

It’s such a big thing, it’s not enough for you to know it alone.

She had to go up the mountain to worship her ancestors so that she could talk to her short-lived man and let him rest in peace in the underworld.

What if the ancestors were still here, they might even think more highly of her man because of this incident.

Their lineage is definitely the most promising descendants of the Zhao family, no doubt about it.

Thinking of this, she held Zhao Fengtian's hand tightly and said, "We must tell your father about this important matter. If you have a day off this month, come back to the village and we will go to the mountain to see him."

"Okay." Zhao Fengtian nodded obediently.

It is said to be his father's grave, but in fact it is just a cenotaph.

His father died quietly on the battlefield, and it was the kind-hearted fellow villagers who brought back some relics for them.

This time, Chen Shuilian did not favor one over the other. She called Zhao Maizhou over and patted them both on the back with satisfaction.

"Well, both of my sons are promising. One is studying and is taught by a famous scholar, and the other can manage this store in an orderly manner. If your father knew about this, he would definitely be happy."

Zhao Maizhou quickly supported Chen Shuilian's other arm.

He felt the slightly trembling arm and felt sorry for his mother.

It seems that mother is thinking of father again.

Yes, our family is getting better and better now, but it's a pity that my father can no longer see it...

For a moment, everyone was in low spirits, but in the end, Chen Shuilian was the first to cheer up.

"Okay, don't be sad, this is supposed to be a happy thing, so stand up."

Seeing that she, who should have been the saddest, said this, everyone quickly cheered up.

People should always look forward when they are alive. If they keep immersing themselves in the sadness of the past, there is no point in living.

They chatted for a while, and Chen Shuilian did not continue to be sentimental with them.

She was going to take people back to the village now.

But Zhao Maizhou stopped her again and persuaded her to buy an ox cart so that she could go to the county to purchase goods more conveniently in the future.

This cow is not cheap, but for Chen Shuilian now, she can buy it without blinking an eye.

Now that they had made the decision, they moved quickly and went to make their selections before the evening market was over.

Finally I chose a bullock cart that I liked.

In this way, Chen Shuilian and her men set out on the journey back to the village.