Chapter 25 Be Honest

Zhulan was stunned for a moment before she realized that it was herself who was called. She only had the memory but no impression of the voice, so she really didn't know who the voice belonged to. She hurried downstairs to see, and the person who came was Yang Wuchun, the eldest son of her original eldest brother Yang Zhushan, who was already 23 years old.

"Wu Chun, it's you. Why are you here?"

Yang Wuchun tied up the ox and unloaded things from the ox cart. "Aunt, didn't I go to the south to do escort work? I came across a cloth shop in the south that was dealing with old cloth. I was thinking about the marriage proposal for the third child, Wu Dongshiliu, so I bought some more. Grandma asked me to bring some to you."

Zhulan looked at the heavy baggage, was it because she had misunderstood something?

Wu Chun continued to move things from the oxcart. "Grandma was worried about my aunt's poor health, so she brought a basket of eggs for her to eat. She told me not to be reluctant to eat them."

Zhulan listened blankly, feeling sad and a little jealous of her original self. Her modern parents didn't treat her badly, but they didn't take everything to heart.

Then I looked at the things on the ground. There were quite a lot of things, most of which were food, good for the body and good for the body.

Zhou Shuren patted Zhulan's hand and walked forward with a smile, "Wuchun, stop busying yourself and come in to eat."

Zhulan, "Yes, come in and have dinner. Here is the dumpling soup I made for lunch!"

Wu Chun was surprised to see his aunt's three meals. He wiped the sweat off his face and said, "I'm going to wash my face."

Zhulan hurriedly called out to Li, "Go and fry some eggs."

Li finally took her eyes off the cloth and asked in a low voice, "How many did you cook?"

Zhu Lan paused. She couldn't cook so how could she know how many eggs were enough for a plate? She was recalling her memory and it seemed that she had never fried eggs before. This would be difficult. If there were too few, it would be embarrassing if there were not enough for a plate.

Zhou Shuren's mouth twitched as he tapped Zhulan eight times. Zhulan, "Eight."

Li's eyes almost popped out. Eight? The mother-in-law glared at her and dared not say a word. She quickly went to cook.

Back in the main hall, Zhou Shuren personally served Wu Chun some dumpling soup. "Drink dumpling soup at noon, and stew a hen at night. You must stay here and have a drink with me tonight."

Wu Chun was somewhat flattered and took the bowl carefully. For the first time in his life, he felt that his uncle was approachable. Could it be that he had been away for too long, or that the way he came back was wrong?

He liked his uncle who used to be forward, but now he is so cautious that he replied carefully, "I will be back after dinner. Grandpa is waiting for me to come back!"

Zhou Shuren suppressed his enthusiasm and picked it up again, thinking to himself that he should maintain his image. "Well, go back and tell the old man that I'm fine."

Wu Chun felt comfortable instantly. This was the uncle he was familiar with. "Hey."

Zhulan looked at it carefully, "........ "

This time I really don't dare to destroy their character settings anymore. These people are too familiar with the couple, and it's really uncomfortable to be trapped in their character settings.

Zhulan suppressed her annoyance and inquired carefully about the situation at her mother's home. When she found out that everything was fine at home, she couldn't find anything to say. Li's eggs arrived, so she took Li to prepare the return gift.

There were nothing rare at home, so the return gift was a token of thoughtfulness. Zhulan picked some good vegetables and filled half a jar with Li's freshly pickled vegetables. Li's pickled vegetables tasted good and were presentable.

Zhulan still felt that the return gift was too simple and could not help counting the days, hoping that Sanya Wang Ru would get things done quickly. There were a wide variety of vegetables in the novel, all for Wang Ru's service. Wang Ru was a food internet celebrity who not only knew how to eat but also how to cook. In ancient times, nothing could be done easily and one could not drool just thinking about it.

Mrs. Li was very proud of her cooking skills. Seeing her mother-in-law bringing pickled vegetables as a return gift, she straightened her back and said, "Mom, it's already autumn. Isn't it time to pickle other pickled vegetables?"

Zhulan, "........Yeah."

Fortunately, I have memory, otherwise I would be really panicked, she doesn’t understand anything!

Back in the yard, Zhulan was stunned. The novel mainly revolves around the Wang family. The Zhou family is cannon fodder and is not described in detail, but important things are also mentioned. She looked up at the sky, her face turning pale.