Chapter 705 Guilt

Yesterday, the good news of the big victory spread throughout the capital. Today's teahouse is really lively, and the voices of the storytellers are a bit louder than before.

It was the first time for Chang Zhong to come to this kind of place, and he was curious everywhere, "Daddy, it's fun here, and there are stories to listen to."

Zhou Shuren took his son to the second floor, don't think about this box, there are still some places on the second floor, "You like it, let's rest here for a while."

Changzhong was very happy, "Okay."

Zhou Shuren took his son to the seat, and said cautiously: "You have worked hard all the way, so sit down."

Jingyan and Shenxing have been with the lord for a long time, knowing that the lord is not polite, they both sat down.

Zhou Shuren ordered a lot of dim sum, and ordered a pot of good tea. When the waiter left, he leaned on the chair and finally had a rest.

Chang Zhong grinned, "It's great that Daddy is at home, Daddy is the best."

Zhou Shuren looked at the stacked gift boxes on the ground, he is really good, as long as his son likes it, he will buy it back.

Shen Xing also looked at the gift box, recalled the dim sum he ordered just now, and became a little worried, "My lord, do you have enough money?"

Zhou Shuren touched his purse, and said angrily: "Don't worry, you have enough money."

He suffered a loss once, so whenever he goes out, he must bring extra money with him.

Be careful and let it go, as long as you have enough money, although you can go back to the mansion to get it, I don’t know if the mistress has returned to the mansion, but, the lord really doesn’t have his own small treasury, all the money in the mansion is in the hands of the mistress Woolen cloth!

An hour later, Zhou Shuren left the teahouse with his well-fed and well-fed son. The little guy was a little reluctant to move when he was full, and even yawned.

Zhou Shuren picked up his son, "Sleepy?"

Changzhong nodded, "Yeah."

Zhou Shuren smiled, "We'll go back to the house when the carriage from the house arrives. You should lie on Dad's shoulder and sleep for a while."

Changzhong rubbed his eyes with fat hands, "Yes."

Seeing the lord holding the young master with great difficulty, he stretched out his hand, "My lord, let me hold the young master."

Zhou Shuren shook his head, "The carriage from the house is coming soon, I should hold it."

Soon, the carriage from the house arrived at the teahouse, and Zhou Shuren didn't hug him for a while, moving carefully, his son was already asleep, and he signaled Jinyan to get on the carriage to pick up the child first.

Jinyan got into the carriage, and Zhou Shuren was about to hand over his son when he heard a hesitant voice behind him, "Master Zhou?"

Zhou Shuren looked back, "Ninghou Lord."

Ning Xu likes to listen to books in the teahouse. He really didn't expect that he would meet Zhou Shuren this time. Seeing Zhou Shuren holding the child, with his doting face, he confirmed several times that it was Zhou Shuren who really spoke.

Zhou Shuren had already handed the child to Jinyan, and then he greeted him, but his arms were trembling, "I have seen Lord Hou."

Ning Xu glanced at Zhou Shuren's arm, and said with a smile: "The one just now is the youngest son of the lord?"

Zhou Shuren's eyes became softer, "Yes, Master Hou was also in the teahouse just now?"

He thought that Marquis Ning would enter the palace today.

Ning Xu, "This teahouse is a teahouse I often come to. If I had known that Mr. Zhou was there just now, I would definitely invite him to come and have a seat."

Zhou Shuren met Lord Ning in the palace, and every time he saw Lord Ning, Zhou Shuren sighed, how long Lord Ning's physique is,

Fortunately, Rong Chuan is not like Lord Ning, "Master Hou is polite, it is getting late, and I am going to take my son back to the mansion. In the future, I will invite Lord Hou to drink tea when I have a chance. When the time comes, I will also ask Master Hou to show me his face." .”

Ning Xu had long wanted to go to the Zhou Mansion, but he never found the opportunity. He heard that after Zhou Shuren came to Beijing, he went to the palace to meet Zhou Shuren. Unfortunately, the emperor talked to Zhou Shuren, so he could only watch and couldn't get in a word.

Ning Xu smiled, "I know Master Zhou has been resting at the mansion these days, so choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. How about Master Zhou inviting me to the Zhou mansion for a drink tomorrow?"

Zhou Shuren also wanted to get to know Lord Ning better, and said with a smile: "Okay, tomorrow, I will wait for Lord Hou at the mansion."

In the Zhou Mansion, Zhulan was waiting for Zhou Shuren and his son to come back for lunch, but Zhulan saw her son who was sleeping deeply, "Why did you fall asleep?"

Zhou Shuren rubbed his shoulders, "This child is a little tired, and he will be sleepy after eating and drinking."

Zhulan looked at Zhou Shuren's stomach, "You didn't eat less, did you?"

Zhou Shuren laughed dryly, "The story of the tea house is really good, and I did eat a lot."

Zhulan stared at the gift box brought in cautiously, "You spent a lot of money, didn't you?"

Zhou Shuren was a little guilty, and his purse had indeed bottomed out, "It's rare for me to rest, so I bought more when my child was happy."

Zhulan pointed to the gift box on the table, "Did you buy more?"

Zhou Shuren's confidence was even weaker, and he was short of breath, "There will be no next time for that."

Zhulan snorted, "Your bottom line for your son is getting lower and lower, Zhou Shuren, I think I should manage your purse."

Zhou Shuren, "...my lady, daughter-in-law, I don't think you can do this to me."

Zhulan sneered, "Hehe."

Zhou Shuren bent his back. Originally, Zhulan remembered the last time he took his son to fish, but this time Zhulan was really angry, and her eyes drifted to the gift box. It seemed that there were indeed too many!

Mrs. Dong came to lunch with her daughter in her arms, only seeing her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, "Mother, haven't dad and brother come back?"

Zhulan was angry in her heart, "They ate at the tea house, don't worry about them."

Mrs. Dong rarely sees her mother-in-law angry. This mother-in-law didn't hide it. She was quite curious about how her father-in-law made her mother-in-law angry. It's really rare to see her.

Xuehan knew what had happened, she was firmly on Mother's side, and Mother really wanted to take care of Daddy.

In the afternoon, at the gate of the Imperial Academy, Chang Lian and Rong Chuan boarded the carriage back home. Chang Lian saw Rong Chuan lift the curtain of the car and look back, "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Chuan put down the car curtain, "I felt someone staring at me just now, maybe it was my illusion."

Chang Lian also opened the curtain of the car, "There is nothing, only the carriage behind."

Rong Chuan pressed the center of his eyebrows, "Maybe it's because I'm too tired today."

In the carriage behind, Ning Hui just wanted to take a look at Rong Chuan again, but he didn't see it clearly last time, so he peeked at the gate of the Imperial Academy. To be more natural, he counted the time when he passed by.

It's just that he didn't expect Rong Chuan to be so keen. He just stared a few more times, and the kid could feel it. However, he really looks like a big brother.

Chang Lian and Rong Chuan returned to the house, and when they were eating, Chang Lian felt that something was wrong, and his father said nothing, and continued to bring food for his mother. It seems to have been cleaned up by my mother!

Chang Lian managed to get through dinner, and when he returned to the courtyard, he asked his wife, "How did Dad mess with Mom?"

Mrs. Dong also heard what Xuehan said, and told what her father-in-law did, "I can't blame my mother for being angry."

Chang Lian was speechless, he knew that his father had a lot of money in his purse, and then covered his heart, "When I grow up so big, my father never bought me any presents."

Mrs. Dong, "No, my father-in-law bought it for you."

Chang Lian, "...I'm talking about buying it separately."

Dong, "..."

So, my husband is jealous!

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