Chapter 1398 Missing

The next day, Zhou Shuren didn't wait for Ming Teng's young couple to offer tea because of going to court, Zhulan gave the prepared gift to the young couple, no matter how satisfied the young couple were.

He also drank the bamboo orchid tea, feeling sorry for Liu Jia who had walked a lot in the morning, and said to Liu Jia, "You don't need to accompany me, go back and rest."

Liu Jia's face was flushed, and she no longer knew how to speak.

Ming Teng's face was very thick, "Grandma, let's go back and rest first."

Zhulan waved her hand, "Yes."

Ming Teng dragged Liu Jia out, Liu Jia endured it all the time, and when he returned to his yard, he stared, "We left so quickly, as if it was for a meeting ceremony."

Ming Teng, "Grandma doesn't care, she knows you were tired yesterday, so don't worry, grandma won't think too much about it."

Liu Jia blushed even more, "What, why are you tired, why are you still talking about it?"

Ming Teng's eyes were bright, and his mother's milk was fierce, "Okay, okay, I won't say, do you want to rest or tidy up?"

Liu Jia wasn't angry anymore, she did have a lot of things to do, and then said: "I want to see my sister-in-law and the child later."

Ming Teng, "If you don't feel tired, go and have a look. In fact, sister-in-law doesn't care."

Liu Jia, "I'm not tired, go and do your work."

Ming Teng is also busy with new marriages, he can't stay with the newlyweds all the time, he spends a while with his wife before going to work.

Liu Jia married a woman and four maids, all of whom were servants in the yard. Liu Jia didn't make any adjustments, and planned to arrange the dowry after a few days to get acquainted.

Liu Jia first arranged for the mother-in-law and the two maids to count the dowry, and then went to see the sister-in-law with the gift prepared for the child.

Seeing Liu Jia, Ran Wan smiled and said, "You are so busy just getting married, why didn't you take a good rest to see me?"

Liu Jia, "I've already finished my work, and I came here just thinking about my sister-in-law and the child."

Ran Wan was happy in her heart. She was still thinking about how to get along with her younger siblings. This younger sibling is different. After all, Ming Teng was adopted. No one will care if Liu Jia doesn't come today. Liu Jian can come, this is because of her importance, " Originally, I was supposed to help you when you got married, but I didn't expect Zhixuan to come out in a hurry, and I didn't help much when you got married."

Liu Jia shook her head, "Sister-in-law, don't say that. I heard from Ming Teng that sister-in-law was watching the early stage of the wedding."

Ran Wan didn't expect Ming Teng to say this to Liu Jia, she blinked her eyes, "You two have such a good relationship."

Liu Jia blushed again, Ran Wan's smile deepened, this is just married, she won't be so shy after a while.

In the palace, Zhou Shuren stayed in the palace and tasted several convenient foods.

Taishanghuang pointed to the noodles, "This needs to be cooked, and it's very good with marinade."

Zhou Shuren blinked his eyes. How should I put it, it was the first time he saw dried noodles in ancient times, and he always ate freshly made noodles in ancient times. .

The Supreme Emperor smiled and said: "I ate it a few times during the war, but there was little fine grain back then. After I became the emperor, I never ate it again. You said it was convenient food, and I remembered it."

Zhou Shuren brought a small bowl, took a bite, and felt familiar. Although the ancient flour was not as white as modern ones, the taste was not much different. I really miss the days when white boiled vermicelli was served with pickles.

The Supreme Emperor is a man with a keen mind,

"Has Shuren eaten?"

Zhou Shuren, an ancient body, has never eaten it. He has had servants in his family for so many years in ancient times, and all he eats are freshly made noodles. "No, I remember that it seems to be recorded in the Tang Dynasty."

The Supreme Emperor nodded, "Shuren knows a lot, and it is indeed recorded."

Zhou Shuren put down the bowl and chopsticks, "The noodles are delicious and convenient, but they are not suitable for military rations. They can be improved once or twice, but they cannot be used as military rations for a long time."

The Supreme Emperor smiled, "I know."

Although he does not interfere in political affairs, he is also aware of the country's grain production. High-yield seeds need to be cultivated from generation to generation. Now the results are minimal. Without high-yield wheat, let alone military rations, the common people can't afford much.

Zhou Shuren wanted to remind the Supreme Emperor and give some hints, but then he stopped thinking. He couldn't give hints for everything. If the Supreme Emperor is willing to study, let the Supreme Emperor study it.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to return to the door. The door-returning ceremony was not prepared by Zhulan, but Rong Yuxuan personally prepared the door-returning ceremony.

Mrs. Li was unable to prepare the return ceremony in person, and said with some discomfort in her heart: "Today I realized that Ming Teng's surname is Rong."

"I thought you already knew that."

Ming Teng got married in the Rong Zhai, and lived in the Rong Zhai on the night of their marriage, and Ming Teng's young couple came over after seeing Rong Yuyan.

Mrs. Li, "...Mother is right, I have realized it a long time ago."

I just ignored it all the time, and I can't ignore it today.

Zhulan, "Regret?"

Mrs. Li shook her head, "Mother, I have no regrets. We can't give Ming Teng a better future. What Ming Teng has now is all because of his surname Rong."

"Well, my mind is still clear."

Li was helpless, "Mother, I understand everything."

Zhulan thought for a while and said, "You don't need to treat Liu Jia differently, she is always your daughter-in-law, and you can be your mother-in-law as you want."

Mrs. Li was thinking about it in her heart, now that she had a mother-in-law, she knew what she said, "My daughter-in-law knows."

Liu Jia, Liu Jia got off the carriage and saw his parents, his eyes were a little red.

Seeing that her daughter looked good, Mrs. Ma finally put her heart in her stomach.

Liu Jing said to Ming Teng, "Let's go to the study."

Ming Teng's identity and level of contact are different, even if the father-in-law has a serious face, he is not afraid, and said with a smile: "Okay."

Liu Jing hesitated, it's not good for a son-in-law to have a high status, and his father-in-law's airs are hard to get rid of, so he said a little discouraged, "This way."

Mrs. Ma took her daughter to the yard, and when she got back to the house, she asked, "Is there anyone who makes things difficult for you?"

Liu Jia, "Mother, put your heart in your belly, no one will make things difficult for me."

Mrs. Ma thought for a while and said, "Your father-in-law passed away through adoption, so you should respect your mother-in-law more, and you must not become two children just because of adoption."

Liu Jia knew it in her heart. When she saw her great-grandfather, her great-grandfather beat her up, "Mom, I understand it in my heart."

"It's good if you can understand, are the other rooms easy to get along with?"

Liu Jia smiled, "It's easy to get along with, Second Aunt and Fourth Aunt are easy to get along with."

Mrs. Ma was completely relieved this time, and said with emotion: "The back house of the Zhou family is quiet, you will enjoy the blessings after marrying there."

In the study, Ming Teng and his father-in-law were relatively silent, Ming Teng sat for a while feeling uncomfortable, "Father, what do you want to tell my son-in-law?"

Liu Jing originally had a lot to say, but after facing Ming Teng, she always felt that the taste of saying what she had thought up was not right, "Take care of Jiajia in the future."

Ming Teng was silent, thinking about what the elder brother said, Mr. Ran often told the elder brother, he asked the elder brother for experience in vain, "my son-in-law will be good to my wife."

Liu Jia's two older brothers looked at each other, and it was an anticlimactic conversation.

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