Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 417: Fell down_1

Chapter 417: Chapter 417: Fell down_1

Xue Han was astute and realized her second brother’s intentions in an instant. She looked at their mother’s smiling face and felt sympathy for her brother. How much better it would be to be honest and well-behaved, which could allow for an earlier return home. The more he rebelled, the later his return would be.

Zhulan felt a bit sleepy and dismissed the two young girls, "If you two want to go out for a stroll, just hitch the carriage and go. If not, go back to your studies and needlework. I want to take a nap now."

Xue Han and Wu Ning exchanged glances before standing up and leaving.

As for where Yushuang had gone, Yushuang and Yu Lu were learning needlework with Xing Hua. The two young girls’ curiosity had already been satisfied.

Zhulan soon fell asleep and did not wake up until noon. When she opened her eyes, she saw her mother sitting beside her. Zhulan sat up, "Mother, how come you’re here?"

Lady Sun, "How can I not come in person to see for such a big matter?"

Zhulan’s face turned red, "It’s not such a big deal."

Lady Sun glared, "Getting pregnant is not a big deal? I thought you had given up on the idea long ago. Unexpectedly, you are with child again. You are not young anymore. I can’t feel at ease if I don’t come and see for myself. And you, don’t you know your own health? Just because you feel better doesn’t mean everything is fine."

Zhulan saw more worry than joy on her mother’s face, which warmed her heart. She affectionately leaned against her mother, "Mother, the doctor has already examined me. My health has been well-restored. As long as I’m careful, everything will be fine."

Lady Sun was truly worried. She had lost a grandson. If her daughter were to suffer any misfortune, she and her old man wouldn’t want to go on living. Fortunately, her daughter looked ruddy and in good spirits. She hoped the child would not be troublesome and couldn’t help but pray for protection from Heaven and blessings from the Buddha.

Zhulan stood up, "Mother, surely father hasn’t come as well?"

Lady Sun snorted, "He did come. After seeing you, he went with Chang Li to the orchard."

When Lady Sun mentioned the orchard, she couldn’t help but say, "I visited your orchard some days ago too. In six years, the fruit trees have indeed been bountiful. Last year’s yield was smaller, but this year the trees are full of fruits. One tree can sell for quite a bit of Silver Coin, unlike our home’s four-year-old trees. Though they bore more fruit than last year, it wasn’t much."

But Zhulan wasn’t too pleased, "Mother, although last year’s harvest was small, there were fewer worms in the fruit. I’ve been there this year too, and many of the fruits were infested with worms. Some trees didn’t have more than a few good fruits."

She had hired fruit farmers who tried various methods, but the results were unimpressive. There were no pesticides in ancient times, and she felt distressed seeing the damaged fruits.

Lady Sun sighed, "Our home’s fruits also had quite a few worms."

Zhulan sighed. Being a farmer or a fruit farmer was truly difficult. If paper weren’t so expensive, she would have wished to wrap the fruits in paper bags!

Lady Sun patted her daughter’s head, "You are now pregnant, so stop worrying about these matters. Your sons are not few, and I see each one is capable. Just stay at home and focus on your pregnancy."

Zhulan covered her forehead, for her mother had really hit her, "I also want to focus on the pregnancy honestly, but I can’t help but worry. This year’s major income is expected to come from the orchard."

Oh, that’s right, the sweet potatoes and potatoes planted on the wasteland should be harvested these days. Zhulan had ambitiously planted over thirty acres of land.

At noon, Zhou Shuren couldn’t hold back. Without anyone asking, he could only boast himself. Zhou Shuren wistfully said, "There will be many expenses where Silver Coin will be needed in the future!"

Unfortunately, Zhou Shuren’s opening was nothing new, and the gentlemen who were dining together just wanted to finish quickly and leave.

Zhou Shuren, "...Ah, another daughter or son will be coming next year."

Mr. Chen choked. He was also in his forties with children, but the mother was a young concubine in her twenties. Mr Zhou did not have a concubine. Thinking about it, he realized Mr. Zhou’s wife looked quite young; how old was she exactly?

Mr. He was the first to respond, "Congratulations, congratulations."

He nearly died from the shock. When Mr. Zhou started off, he thought Mr. Zhou had some sort of scheme in mind!

Zhou Shuren, satisfied upon hearing the congratulations, had felt suffocated all morning.

By evening, the officials’ families in Lizhou Province knew that Zhulan was pregnant. Then, Zhulan again drew some resentment to herself. These ladies weren’t worried for Zhulan’s health, only envious. Mr. Zhou only had his first wife, and at such an age, they were still affectionate.

Lady Hua, Mr. Chen’s wife, felt a pain in her chest, especially when thinking that her lord’s youngest son was born to a concubine, which made her even more uncomfortable and turned away, ignoring her lord.

Mr. Chen knew it would turn out this way but still came, hardened for the confrontation. Otherwise, his wife would make a fuss and his concubine would cry, and in the end, the one to suffer a headache would still be him.

In the evening, Zhou Shuren did not dare to embrace Zhulan. He carefully held Zhulan’s hand as they went to sleep. Whenever Zhulan moved, Zhou Shuren would wake up feeling the movement.

Time flew by, and seven days passed - Zhou Shuren’s resting day. During these seven days, Zhulan met with Lady Hua, Miao, and other officials’ wives. The frequent visits meant rest became scarce for Zhulan, which upset Zhou Shuren. When Zhou Shuren was unhappy, he made things difficult for people.

Eventually, the officials’ wives stopped visiting, and Zhulan had her quiet back. Zhou Shuren’s worries were eased.

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren were discussing a visit to the garden when the steward came running, "Mistress, Miss Wu has bumped her forehead."

Zhulan was startled, "She fell down?"

How could she have fallen at home?

Steward Ding twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yes, Miss Wu fell from a tree."

Zhulan, "...."

She wondered if her pregnancy was affecting her hearing, for how could Wu Ning, such a well-behaved girl, climb trees?

Zhulan didn’t dwell on it and hastily asked, "Is she alright?"

Steward Ding coughed, "Miss Wu is fine, it’s just, just..."

Zhulan, "Are you trying to kill me with suspense?"