Chapter 73 Her husband specially cooked for her
The eldest son of the Cao family had gone out to learn how to make porcelain in his early years. Later, he returned to his hometown and built a simple kiln at home, where he and his wife made porcelain.
Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time; none of the ceramics he fired sold, and now he is not only heavily in debt but also left with an empty kiln.
When Du Damei heard that Du Wanchun wanted to buy the ceramic bottle and her craftsmanship, she was stunned for a long time. "Wanchun, do you really want to buy it?"
Du Wanchun nodded. "Yes, but regarding the price..."
Du Damei interrupted her with a smile, "As for the price, you can name whatever you want. Anyway, we're just keeping it at home. We'll sell it for whatever amount of silver we can get. As for my skills, if you want to learn, I'll teach you everything."
Du Wanchun was overjoyed to see that her aunt had agreed, and pulled her toward the carriage, saying, "Aunt, let's go home first and talk about it slowly."
“That’s right, let’s talk about it when we get home,” Aunt Zhou added.
Du Damei was carrying a child on her back and a large bag of wheat in her hand, and she was having some difficulty. Du Wanchun and Aunt Zhou helped her onto the carriage.
Du Wanchun sat in front driving the carriage, while Du Damei sat in the back chatting with Aunt Zhou.
Although Aunt Zhou grew up in seclusion, she was kind and approachable, and she never put on airs when interacting with the villagers.
Du Damei grew to like her future mother-in-law more and more as they talked, and burst into tears while holding her hand. "Our Wanchun is so lucky to have married into your family. If she had really married into the Li family, she probably wouldn't have had a good life."
Du Damei had also heard of the eldest son of Magistrate Li's family. If she had known that Du Wanchun was going to marry into the Li family, she would never have agreed to it.
Aunt Zhou looked up at Du Wanchun and said gently, "In-law, in my opinion, it is a blessing for our family that Wanchun can marry into our family."
After hearing her words, Du Damei was completely relieved. With such a good mother-in-law, Du Wanchun's future would definitely get better and better.
Du Wanchun, holding the reins, listened to their conversation, her round eyes crinkling as she smiled and drove the carriage.
By this time, dusk had fallen, and by the time they reached their doorstep, it was completely dark.
Du Wanchun was driving the carriage when she saw a figure standing far away in front of her house.
It was Zhou Ruiyuan, dressed in a dark blue long robe, standing under a dim yellow lantern, gazing in the direction of the village entrance.
Upon hearing Du Wanchun's voice, a gentle smile appeared on his usually composed face.
As soon as Du Wanchun stopped the carriage, he strode over to her side and helped her down. "I'll accompany you to the county in the future."
His hands were large and his arms were strong; when he supported her, it was as if he was about to lift her up completely.
Du Wanchun knew he was worried about her going out alone, so she smiled and reassured him before pointing behind her, "Husband, my aunt is here."
"Your aunt?" Zhou Ruiyuan looked in the direction she was pointing.
Du Damei followed Aunt Zhou off the carriage. When she saw Zhou Ruiyuan, she was first surprised, then smiled broadly, "My dear in-law, your child is so handsome."
"No, she's just a little fairer-skinned than the average person." Aunt Zhou led Du Damei to Zhou Ruiyuan. "Ruiyuan, quickly call her Aunt."
Zhou Ruiyuan clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to Du Damei, and said, "Greetings, Aunt."
Du Damei smiled broadly when she saw the young man in front of her, "Good boy, get up, no need for formalities."
Zhou Ruiyuan slowly stood up and gestured for them to come into the house. "Aunt, Mother, Wanchun, the food is ready. Come in and eat."
Aunt Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then quickly asked, "Is the food ready? Who cooked it?"
As Zhou Ruiyuan led Du Wanchunyi into the house, he replied, "Mother, of course I made it."
Aunt Zhou was quite surprised. "Ruiyuan, when did you learn to cook?"
Du Wanchun was also quite surprised. Although Zhou Ruiyuan could walk, he usually did rough work such as chopping firewood on the mountain and rarely went into the kitchen to wash rice and cook.
After all, he was a prince who had never even held a spoon in his hands since childhood, let alone washed his hands and cooked soup.
Zhou Ruiyuan, however, remained calm and composed. After entering the house, he walked to the table, pointed to the three dishes and one soup on it, and said, "I learned this from Aunt Wang. Although it's not as good as my mother's cooking, it should still be edible."
Du Wanchun looked at the table and saw a bowl of radish and egg soup, a bowl of stir-fried lettuce, a bowl of cabbage and tofu, and a bowl of stir-fried bamboo shoots with sliced meat.
There weren't many slices of meat; it was cured meat made from half a pig they bought a while ago.
These dishes look quite appetizing and smell delicious.
Du Wanchun couldn't resist picking up her chopsticks and taking a bite of the bamboo shoot. It was sweet, delicious, and perfectly seasoned, with a very good flavor.
She quickly put down her chopsticks and looked at Zhou Ruiyuan with a big smile, "Husband, your cooking skills are really good."
When Zhou Ruiyuan saw her smiling face, a slight blush appeared on his usually aloof and unapproachable face. The tall, reserved, and steady man secretly showed a hint of shyness behind everyone's back.
Behind Du Wanchun, Aunt Zhou was stunned. "Really?"
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