The beauty of the lady

Chapter 14 Zhao's Plan (1)
"Father, you're back, stay here and talk to mother, I'll cook right now, it will be fine soon."

After Zhou Mei finished speaking, she went out, and the soup in the kitchen probably boiled too.

"How? They didn't say anything, did they?" Zhao asked softly.

"No, it's nothing, parents have accepted the New Year gift." Zhou Zhouzhuang scratched his head and said with a smile.

Mrs. Zhao nodded, then turned to tease her son.

She knew in her heart that her husband must have suffered a lot from the old Zhou's family. He didn't say anything but just didn't want to worry herself.

"From now on, Tang'er will be weaned from milk. He likes to drink the goat milk cooked by Meier. Although he was weaned earlier than Meier, fortunately, he has a sister who loves him."

"That's good, don't cry or make trouble, and mother doesn't have to be upset, right, brother Tang." Zhou Zhouzhuang stepped forward to pick up his son, and walked around the room. The little guy might like being lifted up like this, and suddenly He giggled happily, and the pleasant young laughter filled the corners of the room.

Zhou Mei heard Zhou Tang's lovely laughter in the kitchen, and the smile on the corners of her lips slowly bloomed.

After filling out the slices of soup, she heated up the last four steamed buns and the remaining fish soup, and then brought the slices of soup into the kang room.

"Father and mother, clean up, we are going to eat."

"Oh, it smells really good, sister Mei, what is this?" Zhou Zhuang leaned forward and asked.

"The sliced ​​soup I made should be delicious." Zhou Mei smiled. She doesn't know how to make much pasta, just steamed buns and simple noodles, dumplings and stuffed buns, and more difficult things such as various If you don't have tricks, then you're at your wit's end.

Mrs. Zhao set the table, looked at the pot of soup and said, "It must be delicious. I smell it and I feel hungry."

Putting her son in the kang, Zhuang got on the kang on Wednesday, and then Zhou Mei went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, as well as the dried radish and pickles from the morning, and also brought out the warmed buns.

"There are only four left, let's make noodles tonight." Zhou Mei sat on the edge of the kang and smiled, "Mother can eat light ones now, so I'll make more for you, and Tang'er's mother doesn't need any." Don’t worry, now I just concentrate on taking care of my body.”

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao immediately nodded with joy on her face.

"Also, don't sit on the kang all day long. When the weather is good, I'll help you to sit in the yard and walk around slowly. It won't do you any harm."

"That's good. To be honest, I really feel like I'm going to get moldy after sitting in the room all day." Mrs. Zhao has been eating comfortably for the past few days, her mood is also good, and she feels a lot more relaxed. Of course, this is just a psychological effect. In fact, the disease is just procrastinating.

Zhou Zhuang nodded, and said to his wife: "It's really time for you to sit outside, or open the window on the kang to get some air."

Zhou Mei seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and said to Zhou Zhou: "Father, you can go to the mountain after dinner and have a look. I don't know if we have caught the trap we set, so don't let others take it by the hand."

"I see, don't worry, sister Mei, it's almost Chinese New Year now, and no one is going up the mountain."

After eating, Zhou Zhuang put on his clothes and went up the mountain, while Zhou Mei packed up the dishes in the kitchen and came out with the two pieces of floral cloth, one was light green and the other was light pink .

"Mother, are you still making new clothes this year?" Zhou Mei asked. She is not in good health now, and the Chinese New Year is approaching, and Aunt Hua's house is also very busy. I'm afraid she has no time. Besides, she still has one in her room. Just wear it and wait until next year.

Mrs. Zhao looked at the two pieces of floral cloth, returned the pink one to Zhou Mei and said, "You are still young, wear a piece of fresh and tender color, and I will make this one for you when my mother recovers."

"Then don't do it for now, I still have a good one in the house, I will wear it like this during the New Year..." She thought for a while, and asked softly, "Do you still have to go to the room during the New Year?"

"Of course we have to go. If my mother is not in good health, I won't go. You and your father will go and sit down. They won't keep you father and daughter for too long. If you have something to bear, you can only see it during the Chinese New Year. See you, you know?"

Zhou Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, and the corners of her lips curled into a sarcasm: "Mother, patience is prepared for good people, and bad people will only endure more and more."

Mrs. Zhao looked up at her daughter in astonishment, but her expression was so flat that it seemed impossible to see through.

I don't know when, this daughter seems to have become a little bit more tempered, or more assertive.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "After all, it's your grandfather and grandmother. Tang'er will still study in the future. The emperor emphasizes filial piety, and the laws of the Great Yan Dynasty. Those who are not filial will not be allowed to serve as officials in the court."

Zhou Mei walked to the table, poured a bowl of water for Mrs. Zhao, and handed it over, "Even if we treat them well, they may not appreciate it. Besides, they are separated now. What do you think others will think of us?" Mother, even if you can’t be an official, will you be able to live without it? The big deal is that we will go into business in the future, although businessmen are low-level, as long as we live well, why should we care about others?”

Zhao was shocked by her daughter's words, but she was thinking farther than Zhou Mei after all.

"Mei'er, mother doesn't care about fame." How could she have any reputation at this stage, "What mother cares about is your reputation, and you will still rely on your reputation to marry in the future."

"As long as we have a good life, are we afraid that the family will cheat behind our backs? Besides, I still don't believe it. I will stay in this small village for the rest of my life." Zhou Mei said with a faint smile.

At this time, she is not as dull and introverted as before, reflecting the light coming in through the old gaps in the window paper, making her expression extra vivid. Although her eyebrows and eyes have not yet opened, there is already a kind of crabapple. Zhao Shi was surprised and delighted by the budding temperament, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

The longer this daughter grows, the more she looks like herself. I really don't know if this is a blessing or a curse.

"You can do whatever you want, no matter what happens, your parents will always be on your side, just don't go too far." Zhao finally compromised.

Her health is not good, and her daughter is also the number one in the family. For so many years, as a mother, she has been patient everywhere, and it has indeed made her daughter's life very difficult. She felt sore in her heart, but now she can Thinking about getting tougher, this might be a turning point.

Her body is weak, and she can't tell her everything by her side, and she still needs to make up her own mind about some things.

Moreover, it is good for people like them to work hard to survive. My daughter knows it well, she is not a eccentric personality.

Besides, sooner or later she will get married and head the family, and it's not too early now.

(End of this chapter)