Chapter 121 Confidence

Li responded in a busy voice, "Mom, I'll be right out."

Zhulan only heard the voice but didn't see anyone, and her face darkened even more. If Li wasn't the mother of her eldest grandson, she would never let Li follow her.

Zhou Shuren glanced at his eldest son calmly and said, "Let's go."

Boss Zhou cursed his wicked wife in his heart, but he put on a smile on his face. His father was angry, and his mother was most afraid of the cold. She shivered several times just now. His father's eyes were so cold.

Li heard her father-in-law's voice and came out.

Zhulan turned around when she heard the sound. Oh my god, it was an eyesore. Each room had received a lot of fabrics before the New Year. She knew that Li had made a dress of a fresh color, but she didn't expect it to be so fresh, a light green one. She felt bad that she had used all the fabrics that she had given to her granddaughter for herself.

Seeing her mother staring at her, Li, who was a confident person, turned around proudly and said, "Mom, doesn't this dress look good? I saw Wang Ru wearing it like this, so I learned to make it."

Zhu Lan covered her chest and said, "Why does she look so familiar?" She looked unhappy. "How old are you and how old is Wang Ru? Don't you know what your body shape is?"

Li lowered his head and felt particularly good about himself, "It looks pretty good."

Zhulan was too lazy to tie her clothes, and pointed at the two hairpins on Li's head, "Other people wear one hairpin, and you wear one. People who know you will understand that you are showing off your wealth, and people who don't know will think you are some kind of frivolous stuff. Don't embarrass yourself and take one off from me."

Li was reluctant to part with it. She was now one of the most jewellery-loving people in the village. Today was a good time to show off as the school was open and the atmosphere was very lively. "Mom."

Zhu Lan turned her head and said, "It's okay if you don't want to take it. Don't go anywhere. Just stay at home."

Seeing her mother chasing her father-in-law, Li looked at the father of the child expectantly, "Master."

Boss Zhou glared at him fiercely and said, "You are the one who is always bothering me."

Seeing that the boss had also left, Li touched her head and ruthlessly took one off and sent it back to the house, then ran out quickly, "Boss, wait for me."

The clan school was not far from Zhulan's home, about an eight-minute walk. There were already quite a few people at the entrance of the school, and it seemed quite lively. Who could blame the lack of entertainment in ancient times, so even the smallest things could be exciting, let alone going to school.

Zhulan followed him in and took a look at the admission gifts on display. Most of them were meat strips, with a small number of chickens and eggs. Those who could afford to buy pens and ink were not too bad.

Zhulan came along because she wanted to see it with her own eyes. After seeing it, she wanted to go home. The temperature was not much higher after the New Year, so it was not cold.

Zhou Shuren had been keeping an eye on Zhulan, and refused the tribe leader's request to let him stay. He said to Zhulan, "Let's go back."

Zhulan is not narcissistic. She feels that Zhou Shuren has been paying attention to her, and her mood is very happy. "Okay."

Zhulan glanced at the boastful Li. Li would not go back unless she showed off enough. Zhulan also did not want to force Li to go back and encourage Mingyun to enroll in school in her ear.

Zhou Shuren glanced at his eldest son.

Boss Zhou, ".......Mom, I'm worried, I'll go back later."

He felt the threat from his father! Otherwise, who would be out in the cold wind?

Zhulan was walking in front and didn't see it, so she didn't think much about it. "Okay, by the way, tell Li not to make lunch later."

Boss Zhou, "Okay."

In ancient times, winter was cold, but it also had an advantage: the air was really good. Zhulan's feet stepped on the newly fallen snow, making a crunching sound, while Zhou Shuren's footsteps made a louder sound. Neither of them spoke, just enjoying the company.

The two of them were not in a hurry to leave, but walked slowly. When they turned to the road where they lived, they saw the carriage at a glance. Zhulan said, "This is going to Wang Laosi's house."