Chapter 908: It's not envy, it's jealousy

Just after Zhulan sent the letter, Zhao and Changyi came back. Zhulan asked, "Why did you come back so soon?"

Zhao glanced at her husband a few times. Zhulan noticed that Zhao was emitting a depressed aura. She immediately understood, "Has the Xu family set a date for going out to sea?"

Chang Yi nodded, "We will leave Beijing the day after tomorrow."

Zhulan, the mother, also felt a little uncomfortable. Logically speaking, she was the one who facilitated the sea voyage, and when the time really came, she felt reluctant to let them go. The hall was very quiet for a while, and the joy brought by Wu Ning's pregnancy was gone in an instant.

Chang Yi didn't know where to put his hands. On one hand, he couldn't bear to leave his wife, and on the other hand, he felt bad for his mother. He felt bad when the two most important women in his life were sad.

Chang Yi couldn't help but feel the quiet atmosphere, and said dryly, "Mom, I will definitely take good care of myself and won't get sick. When I come back, you will definitely see that I am fat, don't worry."

Zhu Lan suppressed her reluctance and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of the Xu family. I don't have any other instructions. Just tell the kitchen what you want to eat during the few days you're at home. It will be inconvenient to eat when you're out at sea."

Chang Yi's eyes turned red, "Well, mother, can you give me a few of the purses you made these days?"

Zhulan motioned to Mrs. Song to bring over the box. Inside the box were not only a purse, but also several belts. "I made these originally for you. I was thinking of making a few more. Now I don't know if these are enough."

Chang Yi took it. He had been leaving home and had been coming to chat with his mother recently. He had watched his mother make purses with his own eyes. He had never expected that they were all for him. The purses and belts were all decorated with his favorite patterns, as well as patterns that symbolized peace. He held the box tightly and said, "Mom, I will definitely cherish them and use them well."

Zhulan looked at Zhao who kept her head down, and said to her son, "You two can go back. I am going to take a rest as well."

Chang Yi turned his head to look at his wife. His mother wanted him to have a good chat with her. He would be gone for at least half a year. "Mom, you should take a rest first."

In the evening, Wu Ning received a letter sent by express horse from the capital. After reading the letter, Wu Ning felt relieved and said to her husband with a smile, "Look, my aunt asked me to take care of myself."

He Shu quickly read the letter, which contained all the things pregnant women should pay attention to. He also smiled, "You can rest assured this time. You can sleep well tonight."

Wu Ning touched her belly. She and her husband had known that she was pregnant for a few days, but she had never written a letter. She still remembered that her aunt asked her to get pregnant later, but the child came just like that, and she had not had a good rest in the past few days.

He Shu was the one who was completely relieved because his wife was just pregnant. He couldn't help but blush, "I will find a good doctor and take good care of my wife."

Wu Ning smiled sweetly. She lived a comfortable life. Her husband was considerate to her, her relatives also took good care of her, and her elder brother became an official in Beijing. Her life was even more comfortable. "Yeah."

Time flies, and it is the day for Changyi to leave Beijing. Yushuang and Yudie are girls, and their emotions are more exposed, with red eyes. Mingrui is a little man, "Dad, you are not at home, I will take good care of mom and sister."

Chang Yi stroked his eldest son's hair. Although the boy was small, he was particularly reassuring. "Okay."

Yudie wanted to cry, but now she stared, "Brother, what about me?"

Mingrui picked up his little sister, who was good at spoiling the atmosphere, and said, "Brother will take good care of you."

Yudie was happy, but when she turned around, her father had already sat in the carriage. She pouted, tears kept falling, and she hugged her brother's neck tightly with both hands, "I don't want Dad to leave."

Mingrui looked back at his mother and elder sister. Well, he was the only one who didn't cry. It was obviously unlucky to cry. He hugged his younger sister tightly and said, "Mom, elder sister, let's go back."

Because it was time for the second room to be alone, grandma and uncle had already returned to the yard.

Zhao quickly wiped away her tears, hugged the little girl and said, "Don't cry."

Yudie pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes. Yushuang also wiped her tears, her voice a little hoarse, "Mom, let's go back."

In the main courtyard, Zhulan looked helplessly at her daughters-in-law, yes, and her sons. Changyi's leaving home was a big deal, so Changlian took a special leave.

She just wanted to be quiet now, really. When Chang Yi hadn't left home, she felt very uncomfortable and her emotions were very obvious. But when Chang Yi really left home, she was very calm instead.

Unfortunately, her sons and daughters-in-law didn't believe her and none of them left. They kept surrounding her and talking.

When everyone finally left at noon, Zhulan rubbed her ears and said to Mrs. Song, "I think the eldest daughter-in-law's voice is particularly high today. Yes, and the eldest son's too. I feel like I'm facing hundreds of ducks this morning. My ears are very uncomfortable now."

Mrs. Song was also upset. The mistress liked quietness, and even if Miss Sun came to play, she wouldn't make too much noise. It was really inappropriate for the sudden bustle to happen. "It will be fine in a few days."

Zhulan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No one believes me anymore?"

Mrs. Song was speechless. Who had made the mistress act so reluctant to leave these two days? The Second Master was so moved that she felt like she had drunk honey when she heard him calling her mother every day.

Zhulan didn't get an answer and kept silent. She dug the hole for herself, but she also wanted to laugh. As she got older and could be more unrestrained now, she was not as restrained as before. She was a lot more willful now.

Butler Ding came in at this time, "The old lady of the Du family is almost at the second gate."

Zhulan almost spit out the tea in her mouth, "It's almost time for lunch now!"

Butler Ding was at a loss for words. "Yes, the kitchen has already prepared it. We can have dinner in half an hour."

Zhulan stood up. Since Mrs. Du was of a seniority, she still had to stand up to greet her. Usually, she would come to visit in the morning, and rarely at this time.

The last time I saw Mrs. Du was years ago. She was very plump then, but now she has lost so much weight that her clothes can no longer hold up.

Zhulan greeted the old lady, "Why are you here, especially at this time?"

Old Madam Du was embarrassed. Could she say that she had been to the Ningguo Mansion first, and suddenly thought of the Zhou family and came here instead? Of course, she couldn't say that. "Last time we met, we got along pretty well. This man is old and thinks things one by one, so here I am."

I admire Zhulan so much. She was very unfriendly the last time I saw her. But now with this expression and tone, if you don’t know better, you would think she is her relative!

Mrs. Du saw that Yang just smiled and didn't respond, and she didn't know how to start talking for a moment. It was just a spur-of-the-moment idea, so she could only wait for the tea to come up and then said, "The Zhou Mansion is getting more and more prosperous, which makes people jealous."

Zhulan thought to herself, there are many people who are jealous, and you have said a lot of bad things about the Zhou family behind their backs. You are not jealous, you are just jealous!