Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 503 Guessing _1

Chapter 503: Chapter 503 Guessing _1

Yao Zhe Yu stood up; he had no expectation for Magistrate Zhou to see him out. Watching Zhou Shuren leave immediately after speaking, Yao Zhe Yu fell silent. Magistrate Zhou really was a family man, a glaring weakness indeed, but what did it matter if everyone knew? Without certainty, no one dared to reach out rashly anymore.

Xue Han returned from the Wang residence and, seeing the carriage mark in front of the mansion gate, recognized it as the Princely Heir’s. Xue Han entered the courtyard, alighted from the carriage, and after few steps, she encountered Steward Ding and the Princely Heir.

Xue Han thought it was quite a coincidence. As a betrothed woman, she hastily lowered her head, "Princely Heir."

Yao Zhe Yu paused in his steps, "Miss Zhou."

Xue Han, having acknowledged and stood up, retreated a few steps and then, with Liu Li and Liu Jin, quickly headed to the back courtyard.

Yao Zhe Yu stopped in his tracks and withdrew his gaze upon leaving the Zhou residence. After boarding the carriage, he closed his eyes, then reopened them to look at his clothes; clothed in black, just like his heart. Heh, Miss Zhou’s green dress really symbolized someone blessed. Closing his eyes again, he couldn’t help but think of Miss Zhou with a smile on her lips. His eyes snapped open, his pupils contracted. It was just a few moments, but he seemed to be paying excessive attention.

At the Zhou residence, Xue Han reached the main courtyard, "Father, Mother, I’m back."

Zhulan noticed Liu Li holding a gift box and speechlessly asked, "What did the Magistrate’s daughter give you this time?"

Xue Han didn’t know how she had caught the future sister-in-law’s eye, who often called her to the Wang residence to accompany her and intermittently sent her some jewelry. She would refuse, but the future sister-in-law would find various reasons to insist it on her.

Xue Han opened the box, a bit helpless, "Mother, this is a set of Pearl Headwear the Magistrate’s daughter wore when she was fourteen."

Zhulan stared at the pearls on the headwear, the largest pearl was notably big, "That’s too valuable."

Ancient pearls were truly expensive.

Xue Han’s face blushed a little, as the future sister-in-law said it was for her dowry, "I also said it was too valuable, but the Magistrate’s daughter said it wasn’t expensive. For the entire set of headwear, the few largest pearls worth silver were naturally white, and though the other smaller pearls were bought, they weren’t worth much silver either."

Zhou Shuren, sitting aside, joined in, "A few of the bigger pearls, were they retrieved by the Magistrate’s fishing boats?"

Xue Han nodded, "Hmm, the Magistrate’s daughter said sometimes they’re found, though rarely, but gathering them over a few years could amount to several. It’s just not allowed to be traded privately."

Zhou Shuren ceased to speak further, continuing to play with his youngest son who was keenly looking outside.

Zhulan, looking at the headwear and liking it, calculated that the Magistrate’s daughter was truly generous. In such a short time, she had given Xue Han quite a few things, from daily essentials to jewelry. Zhulan wasn’t coveting the Gu family’s wealth, but she couldn’t help wondering just how much silver the Magistrate’s daughter had, "Your fourth brother is truly blessed."

Xue Han couldn’t help but giggle secretly. Today, she had also accompanied her future sister-in-law in practicing writing for a while. Ahem, not writing together, but watching her future sister-in-law write, while she sat by. Don’t mention how resentful the future sister-in-law was, and the most infuriating thing was, once her fourth brother found out she went to the Wang residence often, he asked her to tell the future sister-in-law to write ten pages of large characters every day, and bring them back for the fourth brother to see.

She remembered that after she said this, the Magistrate’s daughter’s face turned green.

Xue Han stood up, not wanting to bother her parents anymore, "Father, Mother, I still have to take the Magistrate’s daughter’s large characters to fourth brother, I’m going back first."

Zhulan couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Once the daughter left, she said to Zhou Shuren, "Luckily the Magistrate’s daughter is steadfast in her heart toward Chang Zhi, otherwise, Chang Zhi would ruin the marriage sooner or later."

Zhou Shuren also wanted to roll his eyes speechlessly. He didn’t know what to say anymore, "You should be thankful that the lad didn’t send over Buddhist scriptures for the Magistrate’s daughter to copy for calming the mind."

Zhulan, "....."

That lad really dared; she had also been reprimanded, ah. The daughter-in-law that she finally liked, she couldn’t let Chang Zhi mess it up.

Zhulan said pensively, "If only I had known, we would have advanced the wedding date."

Then she wouldn’t have to worry about Chang Zhi doing something drastic. As for after the wedding, let Chang Zhi and the Magistrate’s daughter figure it out however they want. After all, once married, they wouldn’t easily divorce.

In Chang Zhi’s courtyard, he was practicing his calligraphy, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Xue Han entered and saw her absorbed fourth brother, along with numerous large characters on the table. Xue Han asked Qi Mo, "How long has he been writing?"

Qi Mo genuinely admired his young master, "He hasn’t stopped since breakfast."

Xue Han was speechless. Thank goodness their family was wealthy, otherwise an average family really couldn’t sustain fourth brother’s use of paper. Looking at a stack of finished papers, she wasn’t afraid to interrupt him, "Fourth brother, stop writing."

Chang Zhi didn’t hear her, continuing his writing. Xue Han calmly stepped forward and pulled out a paper, "Stop writing."

Chang Zhi wasn’t angry, just puzzled as he looked up, "I’ve barely written for a while, why have you returned so soon?"

"Barely a while? Look what time it is by the hourglass."

Chang Zhi looked and exclaimed, "I’ve been writing this long?"

As he spoke, he handed the brush to Qi Mo to wash and washed his own hands.

Chang Zhi saw the box in his sister’s hands, "Su Xuan’s writing?"

Xue Han smiled, "Yes."

She liked it when her fourth brother was like this; he never mentioned the title of Magistrate’s daughter, what fourth brother valued was Su Xuan herself, not just Su Xuan’s one-sided true character.

Chang Zhi examined the writing and furrowed his brows, his mouth venomous, "Indeed no improvement at all, the writing is limp and lifeless, like a worm’s trail, just look at what this is, so ugly it hurts the eyes."

Xue Han, "...."

She felt that in the future, fourth brother and his wife would definitely argue; based on mother’s affection for his future wife, she would definitely side with her. Looking at fourth brother’s slight frame, Xue Han sighed and patted his shoulder.

While Chang Zhi was upset, feeling that Su Xuan was fooling him, Xue Han spoke up, "I’m just thinking, after you get married, fourth brother, you really need to watch your mouth. Think it over in your heart before speaking and don’t act impulsively."

Zhou Chang Zhi, "Huh?"

Qi Mo silently bowed his head, his shoulders trembling; he wanted to laugh.

In the main courtyard, Zhou Shuren, after putting his playful youngest son to sleep, said to Zhulan, who was beside him doing needlework, "I have some speculations about the Xu family."

Zhulan put down the collar she was making for Zhou Shuren, "How did you come to this conclusion?"