Chapter 31: Document, Borrowing Money

Zhulan heard it first. She glanced at the young lady who was concentrating on her work. Then she realized that the young lady was really gifted in needlework. Zhao had taught her for an entire afternoon yesterday, but today she had already mastered it and was doing it quite well.

The noise outside the house became louder, and Xue Han almost pricked her hand when she heard it.

Zhulan took the needle and thread and said, "Let me take care of the rest. I guess it's someone's friend who wants to see you!"

Xue Han was surprised. Didn't her mother recognize that it was Sanya's voice? Then she thought, Sanya never dared to come home, and she didn't dare to stay around in previous years. It was normal for her mother to be unfamiliar with her. However, Sanya has changed. She used to be as quiet as a mosquito, but now her voice is crisp and clear, as if she has become more confident and her voice is louder.

Zhulan didn't look at the lady's expression and started sewing the clothes directly. She sat for a while and combined with the memory of her original body, she found that she also had some talent. She quickly tried a few stitches and found the feeling. Zhulan's eyes burst into surprise. Her talent was better than she thought. She suddenly found needlework quite interesting.

Zhao finally understood and flattered her in a proper way, "Mother sews really well."

Zhulan raised her eyebrows. Oh, it's rare that the second son's wife can speak.

Zhao saw her younger sister coming back again, "Little sister."

Zhulan looked up, "Why didn't you go out to play?"

Xue Han pursed her lips and sat on the kang without saying anything. Zhu Lan saw that something was wrong. The little girl rarely got emotional. "Were you bullied?"

"Mom, that was Sanya just now. She asked me to borrow money. When I told her I needed a written receipt, she got upset and ran away."

Zhulan smiled with relief. The little girl had learned a lesson this time. This time she could see clearly how sad San Ya was!

Xue Han didn't wait for her mother to comfort her, she said, "San Ya asked for a hundred coppers, that's all my New Year's gift money! It's normal to write a receipt for a debit, why is she angry? A hundred coppers is not a small amount."

Zhao suddenly interrupted, "No matter how good you are to others, they will not be grateful. If they are not satisfied once, they will bear a grudge for the rest of their lives."

Zhulan and Xuehan were stunned and couldn't believe that it was Zhao who said this.

Zhao's face was flushed with panic. She had also experienced this when fleeing from famine. She remembered what her mother had told her at the time. She cried out in anxiety, "Mom, was I wrong?"

Zhulan's scalp was numb. She thought Zhao had changed. She was still a crybaby. It was said that Lin Daiyu could cry. She felt that she was weaker than Zhao. Zhao could cry when she was happy, sad, upset, or depressed. She was really scared. "Yes, yes, that mother had something to say back."

As she spoke, Zhulan slipped away, her steps particularly vigorous.

Xue Han burst out laughing. She discovered her mother's secret. She didn't like her second sister-in-law because she must be afraid of her crying!

Zhulan came out and saw Zhou Shuren sitting in the main room weaving willow branches. She was a little confused and asked, "You also know how to weave this?"

Zhou Shuren didn't even raise his head. "When I was young, the city was developing. The orphanage hadn't been demolished yet and there was a small river nearby. In order to have a good meal, I followed the older kids to make fish baskets. I haven't made them for many years, but my skills are still good."

Zhulan sat aside. The craftsmanship was not only good, but also neatly woven. She was very fond of woven artworks in modern times. "Are you going to catch fish to weave this?"

Zhou Shuren nodded, "Yes, fish soup is good for your health."

Zhu Lan stared at Zhou Shuren. Did he catch fish for her because she was tired of keeping fit? Was she narcissistic?

Zhou Shuren listened for a long time without any response, and asked, "The one who just came is the San Ya you mentioned, right?"

"Well, did you hear that?"

"I heard you. You remember there was no scene of borrowing money, right?"

Zhu Lan leaned lazily on the chair, "Wu Chun is fine, we didn't go to Yang's house, it's reasonable for San Ya to come and borrow money."

So she was not surprised at all, but became more disdainful of Wang Ru. She was very clear-headed and felt justified when she took advantage of Xue Han.

Zhou Shuren held up the woven fishing basket and asked, "Shall we go out for a walk?"

Zhulan's eyes lit up, "Okay!"