Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 1102 Methods

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102 Methods

In a blink of an eye, three days had passed, and Zhulan looked at Zhou Shuren’s wife perplexedly. Ever since she had returned from showing off a few days ago, she had not looked well and had stayed within the residence continuously. "You used to enjoy chatting with Lady Hu. Why haven’t you sought her out these past few days?"

At this point, Zhulan sighed. Chang Yi had been at home for only short periods over the last two years, and Zhou Shuren’s wife was like a widow, particularly keen on socializing with Lady Hu.

Zhou Shuren’s wife didn’t intend to trouble her mother-in-law with vexing matters, yet she couldn’t get over her anger. The Gu family had sought her father-in-law’s protection, pah, and someone even dared to scheme against her son-in-law. Whenever she thought of the upsetting family matters her mother-in-law had mentioned, she felt irate and couldn’t help herself. She blurted out everything about the past few days.

Zhulan felt as if she had choked on water, "There’s actually such an affair?"

Zhou Shuren’s wife snorted, "Lady Ding turned pale when it happened, and Lady Hu also coldened her face. That’s why I haven’t gone over these few days. If I don’t go, Lady Hu will start to worry, and that will stir up a proper commotion at the Gu family."

Zhulan, "How clever of you. You didn’t lift a finger yourself and tossed it all onto Lady Hu."

Zhou Shuren’s wife smiled, "Others are more anxious than I am. Why would I make trouble and end up being the bad guy? I definitely don’t want to play that role. Since I’m not putting myself forward, I’ll just wait for Lady Hu and Lady Ding to come over."

Zhulan, "As long as you know what you’re doing, that’s good."

She was also not keen on meddling in these matters. When she had first arrived, she had been too involved, and that went on for years. Having worried about the affairs of each household, she now enjoyed the tranquility as everyone had grown up.

Meanwhile, Zhou Shuren’s wife was mulling over the fact that Lady Hu would find it hard to endure after a few days. That day, she had turned and left immediately, a pity she didn’t know what had happened afterward. Regardless, the expressions of Lady Hu and Lady Ding must have been even uglier.

Zhou Shuren’s wife watched Old Mrs. Song tidy up the clothes, "Mother, how long are you planning to stay at the Duke Residence?"

Zhulan, "I’ll go over in a few days and stay until Xue Han has given birth. Once the child is born, I won’t have to worry anymore."

Zhou Shuren’s wife couldn’t help asking, "And what about father?"

Zhulan coughed, Zhou Shuren would naturally be displeased, but he had agreed in the end; who can say no to a fondly loved daughter? "Your father will be staying at the government office these days."

Zhou Shuren’s wife was shocked; wouldn’t that leave the house without a guiding hand? "Mother, with both you and father away from home, what will we do with the house?"

Zhulan smiled, "I’ve seen how well you handled matters twice. With you and your elder sister-in-law in charge of the house, I have nothing to worry about."

Zhou Shuren’s wife was no longer preoccupied with the affairs of the Gu family. Compared to her own family’s issues, the Gu family’s problems seemed trivial.

In Zhou Village, Zhou Changzhi encountered His Highness Prince Liang again at the newly chosen burial plot, "His Highness Prince Liang."

Prince Liang stood at a distance, looking at the newly dug pits, "Your branch of the family really isn’t thriving."

Zhou Changzhi kept a stoic face, "Indeed, our branch is merged into the Zhou clan, and for a few generations, the lineage wasn’t prosperous. It has only started to flourish with my generation."

He had five sons and two daughters; the number of his legitimate grandchildren was even greater. He planned to continue expanding his family—two children weren’t enough.

Prince Liang, shielding his head with a fan, remarked, "I’ve heard quite a lot about your branch these past few days. Your grandmother came to Zhou Village as an orphan."

Zhou Changzhi looked intently at Prince Liang before lowering his gaze, "Indeed, the latter part of the previous dynasty was too chaotic. The Imperial court was incompetent, and it seemed as if the provinces had splintered in every direction, and bandits were rampant everywhere. Many families were destroyed, and it was common for one or two survivors to escape."

After a pause, he continued, "When my grandmother passed away, I was young. After she died, my father was withdrawn for a long time, and the family stopped discussing her, so I don’t know much."

Prince Liang believed Zhou Changzhi’s words as the information he had gathered tallied with what Zhou Changzhi knew, "What a pity, your father is of an older generation."

Zhou Shuren was not only of higher seniority but also the youngest among his peers. Most of Zhou Shuren’s elders had already passed away, and the few who were alive had previously kept their distance from Zhou Shuren’s branch of the family, so little was known about them.

Chang Zhi was particularly vigilant. Ever since Prince Liang occasionally inquired about his grandmother, he was clear that Prince Liang was very interested in his grandmother, so interested that he even came to see the digging of her grave. He watched Prince Liang’s retreating figure deeply, bowing his head thankfully, thankfully.

In the capital, at the home of Gu Zhuomin, Lady Ding had been in a rage for several days. Not afraid of a shrew, but of one who could read and write, Lady Ding could tear people apart without using foul language. She looked coldly at her sister-in-law and the two young girls, "High aspirations but a fragile fate, our family can’t accommodate those with grandiose minds. The severance has already been prepared. This is your final notice. Leave quickly."

The two young girls’ eyes were swollen from crying, clearly having not stopped weeping. Now, they were sobbing uncontrollably.

Lady Ding sneered, "Now you know to save face? When you were plotting, why didn’t you realize the importance of face? You’ve made me lose face completely."

Just speaking of it filled her with rage. How painstakingly her husband had struggled to reach this day’s difficulties. Her son turned out to be a disappointment. She had barely managed to bring Liufeng over, hoping he would bring a grandson in the future. Seeing the Emperor should have been a joyous occasion, and her husband had excitedly prattled on all night, a happiness she had never seen before.

These two girls hadn’t hidden their intentions well, showing them outright in front of Lady Zhao. They really thought Lady Zhao was easy to deal with because she spoke softly and gently. She had long realized Lady Zhao was very cunning, to the point of even underestimating Lady Hu.

For several days, Lady Hu visited daily, neither mocking her nor looking for trouble, just talking to her grandson every day. What was the meaning of this? To threaten her!

At the Zhou residence, Zhulan was unaware of the Ding family’s issues, and she didn’t care. After sending away Jing Yan, Chang Zhong was very disappointed, "Mother, isn’t father coming back today?"

Zhulan nodded, "Yes, your father has been busy these days."

Chang Zhong clutched his mother’s hand, "Mother, will you go see sister?"

Zhulan pinched her son’s cheek, "Don’t worry, your father and I have discussed it. When mother is not around, we’ll send you to stay with Wu Ming."

Chang Zhong, "....I am very worried about sister."

No, he didn’t want to go. Ever since Wu Ming’s brother returned to the country, he had been extremely strict with him.

Zhulan was resolute; her son needed Wu Ming to take good care of him.

Chang Zhong pouted, persistently saying, "Sister would also want to see me."

Zhulan replied coolly, "Your sister hasn’t mentioned you."

Chang Zhong, "Really, she hasn’t mentioned me?"

Zhulan nodded, "No."

She truly hadn’t lied; her daughter had plenty of issues of her own to deal with, and the Old Duchess’s health had been poor, as if she might not last much longer. Her daughter really hadn’t mentioned her son.

Chang Zhong said gloomily, "Sometimes, a woman’s words are unreliable."

It had been promised that he would play at the Duke Residence for a few days!

Zhulan couldn’t help it and twisted her son’s ear, "Your own mother is a woman, too."

Chang Zhong gasped in pain, "Mother, mother, ow, it hurts."

Ming Hui stood at the doorway and ultimately decided not to enter. His uncle was too cunning, and he feared being retaliated against for laughing at a joke. He told the maids he hadn’t come and hurried off to find his mother!

The next day, at the new site of Chang Zhi’s ancestral grave, everything had been prepared. Many relatives were guarding the new site, while at the old site, they were just waiting for the auspicious time to exhumate the coffins.