Chapter 987: Changzhong's Treat
The next day, the academy was closed, and Zhulan hadn't been to the street for a long time. When she said she was going to the street, many people responded, mainly two little girls, Yudie and Yuyi. Yushuang was the eldest sister and wanted to go with her to look after the two younger sisters, and Yulu was the second sister and also went with them.
Changzhong wants to go, Minghui also wants to go, so there are quite a lot of people going.
Zhulan looked at the children in the house. It seemed that she had to take a bunch of children with her every time she went out. She would feel reluctant if she didn't let anyone go. Well, she just waved her hand and let everyone go. But they were not going shopping. With too many children, it would be dangerous to go shopping.
Now that autumn had arrived, there were several teahouses in the capital that had nice views. Zhulan sent someone to reserve a large private room before she set out.
Yudie and Yuyi seldom go out. The two little girls leaned against the car window and watched motionlessly. The two little sisters huddled together and talked in a low voice.
Yu Shuang pulled at one of her younger sisters' clothes with one hand and said helplessly, "They don't look like little girls at all. We were so well-behaved when we were little."
Yu Lu looked at her nervous elder sister and said with a smile, "I think it's good to be more lively."
The eldest sister used to be full of fairy-like aura, but when facing her two younger sisters, she became very down-to-earth as grandma said, especially when she was training Yudie.
Zhulan did not ride in the same carriage with her granddaughters. She took her son and Minghui with her. Zhulan knew her son was very brave, so she warned him, "You are not allowed to run around with Minghui and Yudie. You are not allowed to leave the servants wherever you go."
Changzhong felt that he was very obedient, "Mom, I remember everything you said."
Zhulan didn't want to nag like that. She was tired of what she said, but she had no confidence in her son. This boy was really brave.
Soon they arrived at the teahouse. Zhulan went up to the teahouse's private room. When she opened the window, she could see the garden. The garden belonged to the teahouse.
This is also the characteristic of this tea house.
Changzhong, "Mom, are we going to stay in the teahouse forever?"
He thought going out meant strolling on the street.
Zhulan pointed at the children in the room and asked, "Can you count how many children there are?"
Do you really think she doesn't want to go shopping? There are too many children here. The teahouse is the safest place. She can see the scenery and listen to books.
Changzhong looked at his mother sitting there, listening to music and drinking tea. He knew that his mother would not change her mind. He could not stay in the box any longer. "Mom, can I go downstairs and listen to the storytelling?"
Zhulan smiled and said, "Of course."
So the teahouse is still better. She is satisfied and the children are also satisfied listening to the books.
It was not convenient for Yudie and Yulu to follow them out because the lobby was downstairs and they were too old to show up.
Mrs. Song and a few servants followed them, but Zhulan didn't care. Although her son was young, he did things in an efficient manner. With Mrs. Song and Shen Xing by his side, she had nothing to worry about.
After a while, the girl came back. Changzhong did not take Yudie and the others to the lobby downstairs, but chose the open room upstairs to listen to storytelling. This boy acted like an uncle. He remembered what she said about paying attention to safety.
Zhulan motioned the girl to come over, and then said to Yushuang, "Your uncle is acting more and more like an elder."
As for the upbringing of her son, she had higher expectations, so she has been cultivating his independence. The more independent a person is, the faster he will grow.
Yu Shuang said as she brewed some tea, "My uncle is indeed very responsible."
This is all thanks to grandpa, um, no, this is all thanks to grandma’s teachings.
After waiting for a while, Mrs. Song came back. It turned out that Mingyun and others were also in the teahouse. Today was a day off, so Mingyun and Liufeng made an appointment with several young masters of the Ran family to have tea.
Zhulan smiled and said, "Oh, what a coincidence that you chose a teahouse."
Yu Lu blinked at her elder sister and said, "What a coincidence."
Chang Zhong sat upright in the teahouse. He was not very tall, but his seat was indeed the main seat, which gave him the most seniority. He said to the young masters of the Ran family in a serious tone, "Order any snacks you want. I'll pay for today."
Ran Xun covered his mouth with his fan and said to Mingyun, "Your uncle really acts like an uncle. Even at such a young age, you know that you are the elder and have to pay the bills."
Mingyun saw his uncle looking at him and cleared his throat, "Don't be polite, uncle is treating us today."
Ran Xun will be getting married next year. He is the eldest grandson of the Ran family. Even if Uncle Zhou is there, he can't let a child treat the guests. "I'll treat you."
Ran Xun tugged at his elder brother's sleeve, "Uncle Zhou, please, please don't be disrespectful to Uncle Zhou."
Ran Xun was afraid that Uncle Zhou would cry when he had to pay the money, so he turned to look at Mingyun.
Changzhong was a little unhappy. He felt that he was looked down upon. He then untied his purse, opened it and poured out the silver. "I have silver."
Ran Xun stared at the silver on the table in a daze. There were several gold peanuts and a few silver coins. It was indeed enough. "Do your children carry so much silver when they go out?"
Ran Xun continued, "Brother, all the children in the Zhou family know how to save money."
Changzhong felt that he had subdued the nephews of the Ran family, and he was very happy. He had so many nephews. Ever since he heard Minghui say that his eldest sister-in-law helped to collect the money and never saw the money, he regretted it. He should not have saved it for his father. This money was saved this year and he didn't give it to anyone.
Ran Xun knocked on his own brother, "How dare you say that you are the moonlight."
Ran Xun stared at Ming Teng who was watching the show, "How dare you laugh? I'm the one who pays every time."
Ming Teng drank tea and said, "Who gave you money? I am poor."
Ran Qi couldn't stop laughing. Ever since he started interacting with the Zhou family's grandchildren, he found that they were all very interesting.
Zhulan was also busy. Although she was not outside, she was aware of what was happening outside. "Your uncle bled today. You can ask your grandfather for money when you get home."
The son has always been thinking about the money that Shu Ren took. Shu Ren had avoided it every time he wanted to give it to him in the past, but it seems that he can't avoid it this time.
At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren sneezed, feeling that someone was talking about him. Recently, many people were talking about him. Zhou Shuren thought about the coastline map he saw. Forget it, he would think about it after his son was sent abroad.
Qiu Yan's face was red and he kept coughing, which couldn't be suppressed even after drinking tea.
Zhou Shuren couldn't bear to watch it anymore, "You should go back and rest."
Qiu Yan felt a sore throat. "It happens every year when the seasons change. I'm fine. It will be fine in a few days."
Zhou Shuren said, "Then don't drink tea. Make some pear water to moisten your lungs."
Qiu Yan nodded to indicate that he understood. He started coughing as soon as he opened his mouth. It was so uncomfortable.
Zhou Shuren looked at the list of officials in various departments of the Ministry of Revenue, took out a pen and started marking on it. He quickly put away the list of officials and left the house, thinking about something. The last time Wu Ming came to his house, his words revealed that the Ministry of Rites was basically ready.
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, but unfortunately he still had to endure it. Now he couldn't be a pusher, so he was not in a hurry.
(End of this chapter)
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