The beauty of the lady

Chapter 42 China's Good Neighbor

"Don't worry, mother is fine."

"Regardless of whether there is something wrong, mother and younger brother don't go back. No one in the big family can worry about it. You are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard. You have just started to rest, don't let the big family get angry, let alone me , Dad can't suffer."

Mrs. Zhao took her daughter's hand and said softly: "Don't quarrel when you go, talk slowly if you have something to say, if it really doesn't make sense, don't fight with them, after all, you are still a child, and your aunt is not a good person either. Those who are with each other, try to hide as much as possible, and don't make yourself unhappy."

Zhou Meiyang smiled and said: "Look, I was right not to let you go back. Mother, don't worry about me, their family is all flirting, if it doesn't work, we won't go in the future, we can only live without them." It's better, besides, I also bother their family, my father is their son, not a servant, if you and father are so honest, I can go out and live alone."

"Don't talk nonsense, let others hear, do you still want to marry?" Mrs. Zhao raised her hand to cover her small mouth, and asked angrily.

Zhou Mei pulled her hand away and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I know it well."

For the rest of the day, she went to Mrs. Qu's to learn embroidery during the day, and at night she went to the kitchen to look at the account books and practice a few words, and her life was very fulfilling.

It was not until the early morning of the fifth day of March that Zhou Mei packed up her things, changed into a change of clothes, and prepared to go out.

"Meier, mother will comb your hair." Seeing her coming out, Mrs. Zhao stood in front of the main room door and waved to her.

Zhou Mei stepped forward, followed Mrs. Zhao into the room, and then she pulled her under the bronze mirror, picked up a comb and carefully separated her increasingly thick long hair.

"Mother, Chunqin combs it very well." At least it's a style that she can't handle well at all. She also combed it secretly, but she still only knows two kinds, ponytail and braid.

Mrs. Zhao looked at her pretty daughter in the bronze mirror. Today she was wearing a Yunyan fine brocade dress she made for her daughter, a silk embroidered beige on the outside, and a gold threaded gauze skirt on her lower body. Because her skin is fair, it makes her whole face pink and radiant. After combing her a simple golden orchid bun, I took out two cherry hairpins from the jewelry box on the table and pinned them on both sides, and stuck them in the middle of her forehead. A plum blossom, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Zhou Mei looked at herself in the mirror, feeling vaguely dazed. She stood up and looked at Zhao Shi and said, "Mother, why bother, it will be messed up again tomorrow morning. Chunqin is young and doesn't know how to make so many hair styles."

"It's okay, it's just that you go out, mother wants you to look good." Mrs. Zhao took her hand and walked out.

Now she has no problem walking slowly by herself. I have to say that Mr. Gongsun's medicine is really powerful. Although the price is a bit expensive, it is worth it.

Zhou Zhuang, who was waiting outside, was also dressed very festively today. The sky blue robe on his body was also made for him by his wife. The cuffs and neckline of the skirt are still embroidered with pine and bamboo, just because his wife likes the character of pine and bamboo very much, although he doesn’t understand it. The firewood has no character, but if his wife likes it, he likes it too.

"Have you moved everything to the car?" Mrs. Zhao stepped forward, tidied up Zhou Zhouzhuang's clothes, and asked with a smile.

"It's all done, and half of the car is loaded. This is the first time I have sent so many things home." Zhou Zhuang looked at his wife's soft face. The previous cheekbones have disappeared, replaced by rosy and pink cheeks , The beauty melted his heart.

Thinking of the ecstasy he felt when he hugged her last night, he didn't even want to leave his wife. Although it's only been two days and he hasn't left yet, it feels like years have passed.

After all, he and his wife haven't been intimate for a year. Before leaving, he even had the urge to hug his wife, but the servants around him were watching, and his daughter was also beside him.

"It's okay. If you want to send them away in the future, let's have more people send them back during the Chinese New Year. You should be careful on the way and watch your daughter more."

"Don't worry, it's windy outside, don't stay outside for too long, sister Mei and I will come back soon." Zhou Zhouzhuang finally couldn't hold back, holding his wife's hand, reluctantly.

Zhou Mei looked at the couple, pursed her lips and smiled, and then took Chunqin into the carriage. Not long after outside, she felt the carriage tremble, followed by a slight shaking, and started to set off for Zhoujiazhuang.

She raised the curtain of the car and watched Mrs. Zhao standing at the back door, watching them watch them off. She disappeared from sight after turning a corner.

"Miss, how soon can we get there?" Chunqin poured a cup of tea for Zhou Mei, then took out an oiled paper bag from the low table inside the car, which contained three or five kinds of snacks, and she put them on a white porcelain tall tray, Pass it to Zhou Mei.

Zhou Mei didn't have a snack, but took a sip of tea and picked up a book next to her.

"The carriage can be faster and arrive in the afternoon. If you are hungry at noon, there will be some snacks in the carriage."

Along the way, the carriage didn't drive very fast, so it wouldn't be so bumpy, and Zhou Mei squinted her eyes after a while in this bumpy state, and then fell down on the white brocade couch in the car , Slowly take a nap.

Seeing her close her eyes, Chunqin took a small thin blanket from the side and put it on her body, then lifted the car curtain to look at the scenery outside.

When Zhou Mei was called out, it was already noon. Looking at the sun, it must be lunch time. When she probed out, she had already arrived in Xin'an Town.

The curtain of the car was lifted, Zhou Zhuang poked his head in and said to her: "Sister Mei, we're in town, we'll have dinner in the town at noon, and we'll go back to the village after dinner, do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, just do what dad said." Zhou Mei nodded, folded up the thin blanket, then stepped out of the carriage, and landed on the ground with Zhou Zhuang's hand on it.

Looking up at the restaurant in front of him, he turned his head and asked Zhou Zhouzhuang: "Father, is this the restaurant where you used to work?"

"Yes, I have prepared a little thank you gift for the shopkeeper, let's have lunch here by the way."

With that said, he lifted his foot and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a burst of hearty laughter: "Hey, isn't this San Zhuang, why are you free today?"

A middle-aged man who was sitting behind the counter looking at the ledger was very happy when he saw Wednesday Zhuang, and hurriedly stood up to say hello.

Zhou Zhuang smiled and said: "Brother Yang, my father celebrates his birthday tomorrow, I just came back from the city, and I stopped by to see the shopkeeper, is he there?"

"Yes, why aren't you here? It's in the backyard. It's time for lunch, so you stay for a meal. I haven't seen you in the past few months. Our three strong men are not promising. Okay, okay." The man praised him again and again, and then called a buddy to take him to the backyard with Wednesday Zhuang.

The guys at Qingshun Restaurant all know Zhou Zhouzhuang, this is not the case, just talking with Zhou Zhouzhuang all the way to the backyard, his mouth is still reluctant to let go, but seeing his shopkeeper, he can only sweat Towel, turned around and went to the front to get busy.

(End of this chapter)