Chapter 80 Not Rare

Boss Zhou shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Mom wasn't very happy when she came back."

Li thought it was her own pot and quickly went back to her room to hide.

Zhou Laoer asked carefully but got no answer and was a bit confused. However, he had to tell his mother about Rongchuan's matter, so he could only bite the bullet and knock on the door, "Mom, I have something to tell you."

Zhulan sat up slowly, "Come in!"

Zhou Laoer was relieved to see that his mother looked much better. "Today, mother was not at home. Rongchuan's mother, Zhu, came secretly. I don't know what she said to make Rongchuan leave. Not only did she curse when she left, but she also cursed our family for stealing someone else's son to be a child adoptive husband. The rumors that were not believed in the past are now completely believed in the village. It concerns my sister's reputation. I want mother to make a decision."

He knew that his parents had this intention, and because the rumor was not made public, he did not worry about it. Anyway, his parents knew it. But now it was different. Zhu was yelling at the doorstep, and his family had to explain it, otherwise it would be bad for his sister.

Zhulan thought that the plot had gone astray and Wang Ru's family had no place to live, and thought that Wang Ru had no time to go back to the county, but she still met the little villain, which meant that she would still meet Xue Han's official match and would still snatch the male lead away. She was even more glad that she found a child adoptive husband for her daughter.

Originally, Zhulan and Zhou Shuren had planned to wait until they came back from Jiangnan to finalize the date. Now Zhou Shuren is not here. "I know what's going on. Your father will be back in Jiangnan soon. Your father and I have agreed to finalize the date before the New Year. If anyone asks you about it, just tell them to pick a good day and don't say anything more."

Zhou Laoer was relieved. It was fine as long as he settled it down. He didn't care whether it was early or late, and he didn't have to worry about affecting his sister's reputation. "Mom, take a rest first. I'm going to go out to work first."

"Go ahead!"

Zhulan waited for her second son to go out and then lay back on the warm kang. Even though she and Zhou Shuren grew up with modern education and knew that marriage was free, they had never thought of teaching their daughters to find their own husbands.

In ancient times, a woman's reputation was more important than her life. If she found a husband herself, he would be looked down upon by his in-laws, and he would not respect her much in his heart. Marrying someone is never a transaction. In ancient times, parents' orders and matchmaker's words were important, and the three books and six ceremonies were indispensable. Only then could the marriage be concluded between two families, and only then would the husband respect her from the bottom of his heart.

In ancient times, marriages were all blind and silent. The only thing Zhulan and Zhou Shuren could do was to find a childhood sweetheart for their daughter to grow up with. Now that they had developed feelings for each other, Zhou Shuren wanted to take Rongchuan in as his last disciple. In addition, a master is like a husband, and Rongchuan has no family to rely on, so they were not afraid of Rongchuan being mean to Xue Han.

If Rongchuan really meets true love in a dramatic way, he would not lose his mind if he has a little bit of common sense. The teacher is like a father to the emperor and his subjects. Moreover, the teacher saved his life when he was a child. Rongchuan would not dare to betray his teacher and ruin his future. If he really becomes love-minded, he will have no future anyway, and Zhou Shuren will just beat Rongchuan to death.

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren discussed everything that could happen, and Rongchuan was decided as their son-in-law.

As for getting the official partner back for the daughter, sorry, the couple really doesn't want the male lead and has two concerns. First, even if Zhou Shuren is absolutely confident that he can climb up to the top, it will take years. The daughter will definitely suffer because of the inequality in social status. If they can't help the daughter vent her anger, the couple will be so angry that they will die!

Secondly, he doesn't want to have too much to do with Wang Ru. The fact that the male protagonist can exchange Wang Ru for his true love shows how worthless true love is in the male protagonist's heart. Zhulan and her husband look down on the male protagonist from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhulan fell asleep while thinking. After lunch, she found Rongchuan was very worried. Zhulan left Rongchuan alone after lunch and told him the truth, "Don't be worried. I have discussed it with your uncle. It will be settled when your uncle comes back. Don't worry too much about the rumors outside."

Rong Chuan was stunned by the surprise. He was worried that his mother would ruin the situation. He didn't expect that his aunt and uncle had already made up their minds. Even though they were mature, they still expressed their opinions in the face of the surprise. "Don't worry, aunt and uncle. I am definitely not an ungrateful person. If I do anything bad to Xue Han in the future, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

Zhulan doesn't believe in oaths. If oaths are true, there will be thunder and lightning every day. She only believes in herself. The more she gets to know Rongchuan, the better she knows this child is. He has a strong will despite the hardships he experienced in his childhood. With his intelligence, he will surely soar to the sky if he has the opportunity. The more she sees him, the more satisfied she is. He is a rare good son-in-law. "Okay, okay, I believe you."

After saying a few more words, Zhulan went back to her room to rest.

Rongchuan curled the corners of his mouth, and the depression in his heart completely dissipated. He was no longer angry with his mother, and happily went back to the room to copy the big characters.