Chapter 987 Chang Zhong Treats Guests

The next day, the day when the academy was resting, Zhulan hadn't gone to the street for a long time. When she said she would go to the street, there were quite a few people who responded, cough cough, mainly two little girls, Yudie and Yuyi, these two The little girl went, Yushuang, the eldest sister, wanted to follow her to see the two younger sisters, and Yulu, the second sister, also went with her.

Changzhong also followed, and Minghui also wanted to go. There are quite a few people going here.

Zhulan stared at the children in the house, she seemed to bring a bunch of children with her every time she went out, she couldn't bear to let anyone go, come on, she went with a wave of her hand, but it wasn't for shopping, there were too many children , The risk of shopping is relatively high.

Now that it's autumn, the scenery of several teahouses in the capital is good, Zhulan sent someone to book a large private room before leaving.

Yudie and Yuyi seldom go out, the two little girls lay motionless by the car window watching, the two little sisters got together and said this in a low voice.

Yushuang pulled one sister's clothes with one hand, and said helplessly: "The two of them don't look like little girls, we were so cute when we were young."

Yulu looked at the nervous elder sister and said with a smile, "I think it's good to be lively."

The eldest sister used to be full of immortality, but she was as down-to-earth as grandma said when facing the two younger sisters, especially when she was training Yudie.

Zhulan didn't share a carriage with her granddaughters, she took her son and Minghui with her, Zhulan knew that her son was courageous, so she told her, "You are not allowed to take Minghui and Yudie to run around, and you are not allowed to leave wherever you go. Boy."

Changzhong felt that he was very obedient, "Mother, I remember everything you said about my son."

Zhulan didn't want to nag herself like this, she was tired of what she said, but she didn't have confidence in her son, this kid was really courageous.

Soon arrived at the teahouse, Zhulan went to the box of the teahouse, opened the window in the box to see the scenery of the forest garden, the forest garden is the teahouse’s own,

It is also the characteristic of this teahouse.

Changzhong, "Mother, are we going to stay in the teahouse all the time?"

He thought that going to the street was just shopping in the street.

Zhulan pointed to the children in the room, "How many children do you count?"

It's true that she doesn't want to go shopping. There are too many children, and the teahouse is the safest place. It's good to see the scenery and listen to books.

Changzhong watched his mother sitting leaning against him, drinking tea while listening to the music, knowing that his mother would not change his mind, he couldn't stay in the box, "Mother, shall I go down and hear about the bookstore?"

Zhulan smiled, "Of course."

So the tea house is better, she is satisfied, and the children are also satisfied with listening to the book.

It is difficult for Yudie and Yulu to follow out. The downstairs is the lobby, and it is difficult for them to show up because they are older.

Zhulan didn't care if Mrs. Song and a few servants followed her. Don't look at her son as young, he does things well, and Mrs. Song and Shen Xing are with her, so she has nothing to worry about.

After the girl came back, Changzhong didn't take Yudie and the others to the downstairs lobby, but chose the upstairs room to listen to books. This kid looks like an uncle, remember what she said to be careful.

Zhulan signaled the girl to go over, and then said to Yushuang: "Your little uncle is becoming more and more like an elder."

For the cultivation of her son, because she has higher expectations, she has been cultivating her son's independent side, and the faster a person grows independently.

Yushuang said while making tea, "Uncle is indeed very responsible."

This is all grandpa, um, no, this is all taught by grandma.

After waiting for a while, Mrs. Song came back. It turned out that Mingyun and the others were also in the teahouse. Today, they were taking a rest. Mingyun and Liu Feng invited the young masters of Ran's family to have tea.

Zhulan smiled, "Hey, that's really a coincidence, I actually chose a teahouse."

Yulu blinked at her elder sister, "It's a coincidence."

In the opening of the tea house, Chang Zhong sat upright. He was not very big, and he was sitting in the main seat. Whoever made him the oldest, he said to the young masters of the Ran family in a serious manner: "If you have any snacks you want to eat, just ask me." Come on, I'll pay the bill today."

Ran Xun covered the corner of his mouth with a fan, and said to Ming Yun, "You little uncle really looks like an uncle, you know at such a young age that you are an elder and have to pay the bill."

Ming Yun saw his little uncle looking at him,

Cleared his throat, "You are welcome, my little uncle treats you today."

Ran Xun will get married next year. He is the eldest grandson of the Ran family. Even if Uncle Zhou is of seniority, he can't let a child treat him. "Let me treat you."

Ran Xun pulled off his elder brother's sleeve, "Uncle Zhou, please, please don't disrespect Uncle Zhou."

Ran Xun was afraid that Uncle Zhou would cry after paying the money, so he turned to look at Mingyun.

Changzhong was a little unhappy, he felt that he was being looked down upon, then he untied his purse, tore open the purse and poured out the money, "I have money."

Ran Xun stared blankly at the silver on the table. There were a few golden peanuts and a few silver dimes, which were indeed enough. "Does your children take so much silver with them when they go out?"

Ran Xun answered, "Brother, the children of the Zhou family will all save money."

Changzhong felt that he had suppressed the nephews of the Ran family, and he was very happy. He has so many nephews. Since he heard Minghui say that his sister-in-law helped to collect the money, he had never seen the money. He regretted it. He should not have given money to his father Save it, the money was saved this year, and no one gave it to me.

Ran Xun tapped on his own brother, "You are ashamed to say that you are Yue Yueguang."

Ran Xun glared at Ming Teng who was watching the show, "You're still smiling, I'm the one who pays the bill every time."

Ming Teng drank his tea, "Who made you have money, I'm poor."

Ran Qi couldn't help laughing, since he had been with the grandchildren of the Zhou family for generations, he felt that the grandchildren of the Zhou family were very interesting.

Zhulan was not idle either. Although she was not outside, she knew what was going on outside, "Your uncle is bleeding today, so you can ask your grandpa for money when you get home."

The son has been thinking about the money collected by Shuren, and was hidden by Shuren every time before, but this time it seems that he can't hide.

In the household department, Zhou Shuren sneezed and felt that someone was talking about him. Recently, there have been many people talking about him. Zhou Shuren was thinking about the coastline map he saw. Forget it, it won’t be too late to think about it when his son is sent abroad.

Qiu Yan blushed and coughed intermittently, even after drinking tea.

Zhou Shuren couldn't stand it anymore, "You'd better go back and rest."

Qiu Yan had a sore throat, "It's like this every season. I'm fine. I'll be fine in a few days."

Zhou Shuren said: "Then stop drinking tea and boil some pear water to nourish the lungs."

Qiu Yan nodded to show that he understood. He coughed as soon as he opened his mouth, which was too uncomfortable.

Zhou Shuren looked at the list of officials from various departments of the Ministry of Household Affairs, took out a pen to draw on it, and soon put away the list of officials, Zhou Shuren went out of the room, thinking about something, the meaning revealed in Wu Ming's words when he came to the house last time, the Ministry of Rites Almost there.

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, but unfortunately he still had to endure, now he can't do push hands, he is not in a hurry, not in a hurry.

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