Chapter 110 The Best Mother-in-law's Handbook 32
The mother and daughter leaned against each other, and Feng Wu only began to tell the story half-truthfully. The nanny outside noticed that the mother and daughter's voices had become quieter, and knew that they were discussing the prescription. She couldn't help but move closer, and she heard Mrs. Zhu say, "Have you remembered it?"
Zhu Zhen frowned and looked at her mother, not understanding what her mother had just said. Just as she was about to speak, she heard her mother scream in surprise, "Who?"
Feng Wu stood up nervously and opened the window. It was quiet outside and there was no one there!
Feng Wu heaved a sigh of relief and smiled awkwardly, "Maybe I saw it wrongly. Well, it's getting late and the dew is heavy. You should go back to your room and settle down early. We can talk tomorrow if there's anything else."
Zhu Zhenmei, who still wanted to stay, was grabbed by the collar and thrown out of the room by her father who appeared in time.
He stamped his feet in anger, but was afraid of his father's aura, so he could only leave in shame.
Ji Changsheng helped her onto the bed and expertly massaged her legs. He then asked, "Did that girl provoke you?"
Feng Wu leaned on the thick pillow, supporting his chin with his palm, his eyes narrowed comfortably. He only responded lightly after hearing the words, obviously not wanting to talk in depth.
Knowing that his wife was in a bad mood because of his adopted daughter, the considerate and good man would try to cheer her up all the time. He stretched out his slender and strong arms, held her in his arms, lowered his head and whispered sweet words in his wife's ears, weaving all the love that was difficult to express in his heart into those lingering love words, and slowly sent them into Feng Wu's heart. When he looked up again, the eyes of the darling in his arms were full of sticky love.
There was no conversation all night, and the six-poster bed in the dormitory kept humming until midnight.
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After the first month of the year, Zhu Wulang, who had been silent all the time, came to the door.
The first thing he did was to ask for twenty taels of silver to cover Shu Xiuhe's expenses at the academy.
Ji Changsheng was not used to this person's habit of asking for money as if it was his due. His tone was cold, but his words touched a sore spot. "I remember you failed the prefectural exam last year. Do you still plan to continue?"
"Of course, I only failed once. Father, our family is well-off and has more than enough to support my studies. Can you bear to see your son's future ruined and his life without hope?"
What is there for him to be so reluctant about?
Shouldn’t your son kick this barbecued pork away now and keep it for the New Year?
The couple is not so stupid as to give them money directly. If they give it once, they will give it a second time. If all the children in the family ask for money as soon as they come, they will not be able to make a living.
Finally, Ji Changsheng went to find the clan elder and directly took out 20 taels of silver. He rolled his heart out for a while before saying, "Second Grandfather, my wife and I will donate the money to the clan for the past 20 years. If there are children with good academic talent in the clan, we will send them to school. In the future, if there are any promising children, my wife and I will never stand idly by."
Second Grandfather's eyes fell on the glittering silver, his expression unchanged. He only sighed, "Qingshu is such an unlucky child! I remember that when he was little, his eyes were bright and he was so happy when he saw books. It's only been a few years! How could he have changed his temperament..."
Ji Changsheng was speechless. He arrived too late and it was impossible for him to turn things around.
"Well, why not give him another year? If it's still useless, I'll give up." The old man is seventy-six years old and is the oldest elder in Shande Village. He has been hoping all his life that the Zhu family can produce a promising descendant who can bring honor to the family.
It was difficult for Ji Changsheng to persuade her, as he did not intend to be a promising descendant. However, when he thought of the precious baby in his wife's belly, Ji Changsheng immediately smiled.
"Second Grandfather, don't give up yet. My wife is pregnant with another child. Maybe in a dozen years, he'll pass the imperial examination and bring honor to our family!"
"Haha... If that's true, then your wife is a hero to our Zhu family!" Second Grandpa loves to hear such inspiring words.
With the help of his second grandfather, Zhu Wulang carried his box back to the academy in the town that same day.
In March, new swallows are flying on the beams, orioles are singing sweetly, and drizzles of rain are floating in the curling smoke. The wasteland is full of busy figures, and one hundred acres of peach saplings have been planted in the new mud. Looking from afar, it is full of spring.
At this time, Feng Wu's belly had grown bigger. She stood upright, and the embroidered shoes on her feet could no longer be seen.
Ji Changsheng held an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, his right arm around his beloved wife's shoulders. He pointed to a barren mountain in front of them and said, "This year, we'll try to buy this hilltop. Behind this mountain stretches a vast river, the water is deep and wide, and there's a large area of land beside the mountain. It's a good place to build a dock. Then we won't have trouble selling the manors we build."
"Does the imperial court allow privately built docks?"
"We're not building a pier, but rather creating a scenic spot while we're building the village. This won't hinder ships from docking, and it can also serve as a place for travelers to enjoy an outing."
People who have been emperors are indeed deep-minded!
Ji Changsheng lowered his eyes to look at the woman shrouded in mist and rain, his eyes filled with the vastness of the Jiangnan region. "Little Phoenix, what were you thinking about just now?"
"Uh, I was wondering, when can I save enough money to buy the barren mountain?" He made up a bunch of nonsense and changed the subject. However, saving money is indeed the top priority at the moment.
When he heard about silver, Ji Changsheng's eyes sparkled with silver. He gathered the person in his arms and whispered in her ear, "The silver will be delivered to us soon, don't worry, little Phoenix."
Is it such a good thing that money is delivered to your door?
Feng Wu's eyes were gleaming with golden light, which made the All Saints Emperor, who was watching the whole process, laugh out loud. He quickly hugged his confused wife tightly in his arms and rubbed her gently to comfort her.
Feng Wu was so angry that she wanted to hit her mean father with her big belly. Ji Changsheng quickly begged for mercy, "My dear wife, don't take it out on the child. Twist it here, twist it hard, and use it to vent your anger, okay?" As she said that, she put her ear close to him.
Feng Wu: "..." Go away, go away, you scoundrel!
Spring rain is as precious as oil. In order not to waste the raindrops that are as precious as oil, Feng Wu took an umbrella and went home by himself, with only two women in their thirties accompanying him to serve him at any time.
He had specially used his connections to find these two people to take care of the pregnant woman and assist her during the confinement period.
When my cousin passed by and saw the man standing in the rain with an idiotic grin, he quickly pulled him under a row of newly transplanted willow trees and said, "What are you smirking about? What's your wife doing growing these willow trees that can't be eaten or sold? Even if she makes money, she can't just throw it into the water and not hear a sound! Changdan, it's still the men who have to make the decisions at home."
Ji Changsheng disagreed with this, but since he loved his wife, there was no need to publicize it. He gave his cousin a conciliatory punch, letting his wife vent a little, then pointed to the endless peach forest and said, "In the near future, this place will be covered with peach blossoms, willows will sway, and the mountains will be covered with rice fields. The wasteland near the mountain will be built into rows of elegant manors, and there will be boats and pleasure boats on the river behind the mountain. You can go downstream to the south of the Yangtze River, or upstream to the capital. Does this vision make you yearn for it?"
If that day really comes, he will wake up laughing in his dreams!
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