Chapter 137 Cao Family Nursing Home, You Will Understand when You Grow Up

After Shen Wuming's half-weak and half-hard negotiations, Cao Zijing finally agreed not to interfere with their relationship.

Cao Zhuyu heard this and lost her patience. She pushed open the door and ran in, rushing into Shen Wuming's arms.

Shen Wuming quickly hugged her waist, "Be careful, don't fall."

"It's okay." Cao Zhuyu smiled sweetly, "You will definitely not let me fall."

Cao Zijing's face was grim, "That's enough!"

"I don't object to you being together, but can you stop putting on eye drops here?"

Cao Zhuyu reluctantly let go of Shen Wuming and walked to Cao Zijing's side, "I know, Dad is the best."

"You know? Why can't I see it?" Cao Zijing sneered.

Now you know, why didn't you know when you confronted him just now?

Cao Zhuyu pursed her lips, "That proves that I didn't do well enough. I will definitely be filial to you in the future."

"Dad, you are a big man who doesn't care about the mistakes of a villain. You will definitely not care about me, don't you think so, Dad?"

"Hehe."

Cao Zijing was still sneering.

But seeing that his daughter had returned to her well-behaved appearance, his expression was much relieved.

"Let's have dinner here today."

Cao Zijing said lightly, and Shen Wuming quickly agreed, "Then I'll trouble Uncle Cao."

After dinner.

Shen Wuming said goodbye and left, and Cao Zhuyu naturally followed him and left happily.

Only Cao Zijing, an elderly widow, and Zhang Sanbao and Zhao Qiansun were left.

"Once this girl left, I feel that our Cao family can open a Futianyuan!"

Cao Zijing glanced at the Cao family, which had lost its vitality in an instant, and couldn't help sighing.

The so-called Futianyuan is actually a government-run nursing home that specializes in taking care of elderly widows.

Zhang Sanbao shrugged, Zhao Qiansun had no expression.

"I say, can you two be more motivated? Hey, Uncle Zhao, how old are you? Why don't you get married?"

"And Sanbao, you too, I only have one daughter, and I feel like you want to steal my daughter."

Seeing that the two did not answer, Cao Zijing could not help but add another sentence, and began to name names.

Zhao Qiansun crossed his arms, "Don't worry, I practiced the method of prolonging life, and I will live longer than you."

"Uh..."

Cao Zijing was speechless after hearing this. Although Zhao Qiansun practiced the method of military strategists, he was unique.

Combining the Taoist merchant method, plus the special blood inheritance, he is indeed like an old cuckold.

"I'm talking to you, Sanbao?"

Cao Zijing glared at Zhang Sanbao, who rolled his eyes, "I have something to do in the shop, I'll leave first."

"You all don't listen."

Cao Zijing looked at Zhang Sanbao's back, angrily cursed, and sat on the chair.

Then his expression eased, and he looked at Zhao Qiansun, "Uncle Zhao, is the woman who appeared just now really Jixiangtian?"

"It should be."

Zhao Qiansun looked helpless, "That slap was definitely the strongest I've ever seen in my life."

"Even the desperate attack against the previous merchant leader was not as good as her casual slap."

"Jixiangtian..."

Cao Zijing tapped the armrest habitually, and then he realized that the armrest was broken by himself.

"Then who do you think is behind him? Is it the outsiders or Confucianism? After all, Jixiangtian was suppressed by the Confucian saints."

"It must be Confucianism."

Zhao Qiansun said firmly: "His skills are indeed very complicated, and my eyes are dazzled."

"Shanghai, Taoism, food, legalism, medicine... everything, but the most important ones are Confucianism and Mohism."

"Especially his set of armor, very interesting, but unfortunately I am not practicing Mohism, so I can't see the principle."

"Hmm..." Cao Zijing pondered for a moment, "I know that armor, it was made by my Cao family workshop."

"But you broke it this time, go back and find some materials and rebuild it for him."

"He is at least the son-in-law of my Cao family. Wearing a broken armor everywhere is also a loss of face for my Cao family."

Zhao Qiansun smiled, "It just so happens that I got a piece of deep-sea meteorite some time ago..."

...

Shen Wuming went to negotiate with Cao Zhuyu, but the situation was much simpler at Shoutinghou Mansion.

I don't know what Chu Youyi told her father-in-law and mother-in-law.

During lunch, Cao Zhuyu felt that he had stolen Chu Youyi's girl and felt a little embarrassed to stay in Shoutinghou Mansion.

There were only Shen Wuming's family, as well as Song Nanzhu, Song Huai'en, and Pei Zi'an.

After dinner.

Before everyone left the table, Chu Pingshan put down his chopsticks and looked at Shen Wuming.

"Since your relationship with Lord Cao has come to this, don't let the girl down."

"Although you are a married man, you must not be without Lord Cao as a co-wife."

Chu Pingshan's voice was flat, without much emotion, just gentle.

At this time, it seemed that he was not like a father-in-law, but like Shen Wuming's father, instructing his son.

Shen Wuming looked ashamed, "Dad..."

"Youyi has already told me about it. We all support you, don't worry."

Chu Pingshan seemed to see his worry and smiled kindly, "We are all family."

"Since it has been decided, don't let the girl down, and prepare for the wedding as soon as possible."

"Your mother and Youyi have experience, let them help with the arrangements, and we can talk if you need anything."

"...Yes."

Shen Wuming nodded, "But there is no rush, let's wait until I finish the imperial examination."

"I discussed with Youyi and Zhuyu that we should wait until the imperial examination is over before we can see about the wedding."

The main reason is that I promised my wife that I could only enjoy the happiness of having two wives after I passed the imperial examination.

Although the progress with Zhuyu was a little faster, I naturally couldn't break my promise to my wife.

Shen Wuming still remembered it.

Song Huai'en didn't say anything, but just kept eating and drinking. After all, this was the family affair of the Chu family.

But Song Nanzhu's face was a little stiff, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She seemed to want to say something?

But after thinking about it, she felt that with her status, she seemed to be unable to say anything, and it was not her turn to say it.

"Ah..."

Song Nanzhu sighed in her heart, staring at Shen Wuming with a slightly stunned look, her eyes were inexplicable, and her mood seemed a little low.

Pei Zian came to Shen Wuming's side, "When did you take Sister Cao down?"

Shen Wuming rubbed her head.

"Why do you care so much about it, little girl? Eat quickly. If you don't eat, there will be no more food."

"Oh, oh, oh."

Pei Zian reacted and ran back to his seat, picked up a lot of food and piled it in the bowl, then held the bowl over.

"Go on."

Shen Wuming rolled his eyes, "Little kid, eat quickly, it's time to grow up."

"You'll understand when you grow up."