Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 29 Dowry List

   Zhao Hanzhang watched him go away, turned around and went back to Qingyi Pavilion. She had to re-plan some things.

   Zhao Hanzhang took out a large piece of paper and began to list the assets that she could realize. Before finishing the list, there was a noise outside.

   Zhao Hanzhang wrote a meal, threw the paper into the brazier and burned it, and then sat down, listening to He and trotting in, "Sanniang, the master is critically ill, and the second room has come."

   Zhao Hanzhang got up in surprise, "Send someone to invite mother and Erlang, you stay and guard the door of the big room."

   Hearing He's footsteps, he bowed in response.

   When Zhao Hanzhang arrived at the main courtyard, the courtyard was quiet, and Zhao Zhongyu stood in the courtyard with his family.

   Seeing Zhao Hanzhang helping Wang Shi and Zhao Erlang over, he nodded at them.

   Mrs. Wang supported Zhao Hanzhang's hand and saluted respectfully, "Second uncle."

   "Well," Zhao Zhongyu nodded slightly, glanced at Zhao Hanzhang and said, "Doctor Chen is currently treating, so please wait."

   Mr. Wang bowed his head and responded.

   Zhao Hanzhang, who was supporting her, felt her fear, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Zhao Zhongyu calmly.

   Zhao Zhongyu has turned his head to stare at the door, looking worried.

   After waiting for a while, Uncle Cheng came out, bowed and saluted, "Second old lady, let Lord Lang and the girls go back, Lord Lang just took the medicine, and it has eased a lot."

   Zhao Zhongyu asked: "Okay, why did the eldest brother's illness suddenly worsen?"

   This is also what Zhao Hanzhang wanted to ask. She was fine when she went out in the morning, how could she be seriously ill during the day?

   Cheng Bo sighed: "Lord Lang's health is not good. During this period of time, the affairs of state and family are complicated, and the master has a heavy mind, so..."

   After speaking, he sighed heavily.

   Zhao Zhongyu knew what state affairs were about, "Everything is fine at home, what is the big brother worried about?"

   Chengbo lowered his head and didn't answer, he just urged: "Second old lady, let Langjun and the girls go back, it's getting dark and the dew is deep, it's not good if you catch the cold."

   Zhao Hanzhang stared carefully at Uncle Cheng's side face, and suddenly said, "Uncle Cheng, I want to stay and take care of my grandfather."

   After he finished speaking, he squeezed Wang Shi lightly.

   Wang Shi immediately reacted and nodded again and again, "Yes, let Sanniang and Erlang stay sick. Father-in-law sees the two of them, maybe the illness will get better."

   Without waiting for the people in the second room to speak, Uncle Cheng sighed and said, "The lady and Erlang Sanniang should stay, just in time, the master has something to tell you."

   Zhao Zhongyu pressed the words to his lips, turned his head and instructed Zhao Ji, "Let them go back, and you also stay behind."

   Zhao Ji responded and asked Wu to take the children back, but he and Zhao Zhongyu stayed behind.

   Chengbo raised his head slightly, seeing that everything that should have been left was left, and lowered his eyes with satisfaction, and when he saw Zhao Erlang, he hesitated, Erlang... Is he suitable to be present?

   Just when he hesitated, Zhao Hanzhang had already made a decision for him, "Erlang, when you go in, you have to ask about your grandfather's body and be obedient, you know?"

   Zhao Erlang nodded obediently.

   Chengbo ignored him and turned to invite everyone into the house.

   There is a strong smell of medicine in the room.

  Zhao Hanzhang: ...Her new grandfather is very particular, but he will not allow such a strong smell of medicine in his house.

   Her heart calmed down a bit, and when she entered the inner room, she saw that Imperial Physician Chen was giving him an injection, and Zhao Changyu was lying on the bed with a pale face.

   They stood at the screen, Zhao Hanzhang asked Cheng Bo in a low voice, "What did Imperial Doctor Chen say?"

   Zhao Zhongyu and Zhao Ji both pricked up their ears.

   Chengbo sighed and shook his head, "Last night I only slept for less than two hours before I felt heartburn, and then I couldn't sleep at all. Today I only had a bowl of rice soup, and the rest were all medicine."

   Nonsense, Zhao Changyu did not have a good appetite for the breakfast meal that their grandparents and grandsons used together in the morning, but he also ate a bowl of porridge and swallowed a steamed bun.

   Zhao Hanzhang's face was full of worry, "Did grandfather vomit again in the afternoon?"

  Cheng Burton nodded, "Yes."

   Zhao Hanzhang wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and after wiping the redness, he choked up and said, "Why can't I always eat like this?"

   Mr. Wang didn't know the inside story, and suddenly his heart was like being burned by fire, he grabbed Zhao Hanzhang's hand and shook it.

   Zhao Zhongyu's face is also very dark. Although his relationship with his eldest brother is not very good, he also does not want Zhao Changyu to have an accident. He is the backbone of the Zhao family.

   So he first couldn't hold his temper and asked, "Is there a way to heal?"

Uncle Cheng didn't say a word. Zhao Changyu's illness didn't take a day or two. He had been ill for half a year, and his condition was getting worse every day. Last winter, many people thought that he couldn't survive it. It's all ready for him.

   Who knew that Emperor Hui was dead, but he was still alive.

   Being able to survive the winter and the cold spring season is very rare today.

   Chengbo felt that the master could survive until now, firstly because he was concerned about Zhao Erlang and Zhao Sanniang; secondly, because he was worried about the Zhao family.

Zhao Zhongyu thought so too, so he hesitated for a while, and after Imperial Physician Chen pulled out the needle and retreated, he still stepped forward to hold Zhao Changyu's hand and said, "Brother, you have to get better as soon as possible, Sanniang and Erlang are still there. I'm waiting for you to teach me."

Zhao Changyu opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Zhongyu for a while, and said, "Erlang is honest and honest, and he can't teach him to be shrewd and capable, so let him be like this, I just hope that the fortune of the Zhao family can be good. Shelter him, do not seek great wealth or honor, and live in peace and peace."

   "As for Sanniang," Zhao Changyu said after a pause, "I arranged a marriage for her, and you were there that day."

   "Yes, the Fu family is very precious, and Fu Dalang's personality and appearance are not bad. Don't worry, eldest brother, he will treat Sanniang well in the future."

   Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but look at the hands of their brothers holding each other. This comfort is really inconsiderate. When will Zhao Zhongyu be the master of the Fu family?

   No wonder Zhao Changyu refused to die, she couldn't rest assured to die either.

Zhao Changyu, however, seemed to agree with Zhao Zhongyu, nodded and said, "Both of them are good children, and Zizhuang's character is precious, so I can rest assured that I will hand Sanniang to their house. After I leave, you will be more Take care of their little couple."

   Zhao Zhongyu responded with a full mouth.

"I've been recovering for the past few days, but I haven't gotten better. Instead, my body is getting heavier and heavier. I think the time is coming," Zhao Changyu said, "I want to give Sanniang's dowry and future dowry to Erlang before I leave. Get ready, even if I can't see them continue descendants in the end, I know they have been arranged, and I feel at ease."

   Zhao Zhongyu can only say "yes" with a nod.

   Zhao Changyu looked at Cheng Bo.

  Uncle Cheng brought a plate with two scrolls of silk and silk on it, one of which was very thick. When he opened it, there were dense characters on it, all of which were listed as various gold and silver utensils, calligraphy, painting, jade, and farmhouses.

   Zhao Zhongyu stretched out his hand to take it, and only glanced roughly, "Is this a dowry gift for Erlang?"

   is more than their second house property.

   "No, this is a dowry for Sanniang, and that volume belongs to Erlang."

   Zhao Zhongyu tilted his head to look at the silk silk, which was obviously much smaller, and didn't say a word for a long time.

   The starting point of "Farmer's Little Lucky Girl" finally asked for a wave of monthly tickets, and there are still 200 tickets left to draw a lottery next month.

See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)