Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 121 Confidence_1

Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Confidence_1

Lady Li hurriedly responded, "Mother, I’ll be right out."

Zhulan only heard the voice without seeing the person and her face darkened further. If Lady Li weren’t the mother of her eldest grandson, she would never allow Lady Li to follow her at all.

Zhou Shuren glanced indifferently at his eldest son and said, "Let’s go."

The eldest Zhou cursed his troublesome wife inwardly, but his face maintained a smile. Father was angry, Mother feared the cold the most, she shivered several times just now, and that look in Father’s eyes was so cold.

Lady Li, hearing the eunuch’s voice, rushed out.

Zhulan turned around at the noise and, oh my, it was an eyesore. Each room had received plenty of fabric before the New Year, and she knew Lady Li had made a dress in a fresh color. But she never expected it to be this fresh, a light green color that used up the fabric intended for her granddaughter.

Seeing her mother staring at her fixedly, Lady Li, who was already overly self-confident, twirled around, "Mother, doesn’t this dress look beautiful? I saw Wang Ru wearing something like this and I made an effort to learn to make it."

Zhulan covered her chest, now she understood why it looked so familiar, her mood did not improve, "How old are you compared to Wang Ru? Don’t you have any sense of your own figure?"

Lady Li, with her head down, felt extremely good about herself, "It’s quite beautiful."

Zhulan was too lazy to fuss over the clothes anymore but pointed at the two hairpins on Lady Li’s head, "People wear one hairpin, but you wear one on each side. Those who know will think you’re showing off your wealth, and those who don’t will think some gaudy goods have arrived. Take one off, so you don’t make a fool of yourself."

Lady Li was reluctant, she was now among the few in the village with jewelry. There’d be quite a crowd today for the school enrollment, a perfect opportunity to show off, "Mother."

Zhulan turned her head, "If you won’t take it off, fine, then don’t go anywhere. Stay at home, quietly."

Seeing her mother following the eunuch, Lady Li looked hopefully at her husband, "Head of the household."

Zhou the elder glared at her fiercely, "You’re nothing but trouble."

Seeing that the head of the household had also left, Lady Li touched the top of her head, hardheartedly removed one hairpin and returned it to the room, then ran out, "Head of the household, wait for me."

The clan school was not too far from Zhulan’s home, about an eight-minute walk. There were already quite a few people at the entrance, many of whom were there to watch the excitement. There wasn’t much entertainment in ancient times, and even a small event would attract a crowd, not to mention school enrollment.

Zhulan entered and surveyed the gifts for enrollment, most of which were strips of meat, and a few chickens and eggs. Those who could afford to come to school were not likely to skimp on gifts.

Zhulan had come just to see for herself; having seen it, she was ready to go home, the temperatures having risen little after the New Year and it was still terribly cold.

Zhou Shuren had been watching Zhulan all the while and declined the Clan Leader’s invitation to stay. He said to Zhulan, "Let’s go back."

Zhulan didn’t think herself vain, but she felt that Zhou Shuren had been paying attention to her all along, and her spirits soared, "Alright."

Zhulan glanced at the smug Lady Li. Lady Li wouldn’t go back until she had shown off enough, and Zhulan didn’t feel like dragging her back home to chatter excitedly about Mingyun’s school enrollment.

Zhou Shuren glanced sideways at his eldest son.

Zhou the elder, "...Mother, I’m worried, I’ll come back later."

He felt the threat from his father! Otherwise, who would want to stand outside in the cold wind!

Zhulan didn’t see it as she walked in front, not thinking much about it, "Alright, and remind Lady Li not to miss the time for cooking lunch."

Zhou the elder, "Understood."

Apart from the cold, winter in the ancient world had its perks—the air was truly fresh. Zhulan stepped on the newly fallen snow, the crunching sound beneath her feet. Zhou Shuren’s steps made a louder crunch; neither of them spoke, just appreciating the company.

Not in a rush, they ambled along. As they turned towards the road leading to their home, they immediately saw a carriage, Zhulan said, "That’s going to Fourth Wang’s house."