Zhou Wenqing really moved away from Zhou's house with his wife, and Mrs. Zhou suddenly forgot to cry.

With an anxious look on his face, he pulled his youngest son's sleeve and asked again and again.

"Son, my mother originally had to rely on your eldest brother for the rest of her life.

Now, the others have run away, and we are the only ones left, how can we be good in the future? ”

Zhou Wenxiu's face, if it was pale just now, has now turned iron-blue.

is a good Zhou Dalang, and he doesn't care about the slightest brotherhood.

If he gets ahead in the future, he will definitely not recognize this big brother again.

"Let him go, mother, don't you believe that my son can provide for you in old age?"

Hearing her youngest son's words, a trace of embarrassment flashed on Mrs. Zhou's face.

Seriously, she really didn't think about letting this little son take care of her old age.

Originally, her plan was to marry a daughter-in-law for her youngest son, and then split up and live with the eldest son.

If it weren't for the fact that the Ning family was too much, and then saw the youngest son vomiting blood and then went on a hunger strike, she would definitely marry the eldest lady of the Ning family, and she would not stand on the younger son's side like this and help the younger son speak.

But when the eldest son ran away with his daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhou's heart was really a little uneasy.

Now seeing the youngest son's words so categorically, my anxious heart is slightly settled.

The eldest son has been taking the imperial examination for so many years, but it has always been useless.

In contrast, the younger son can read more than the older son.

When the youngest son marries the dead girl of the Ning family, with the dowry support of the dead girl, he will definitely ask for the title of Mrs. Fate.

In that case, she wouldn't have to be three points lower in front of Mrs. Ning, a mud-legged woman in the countryside.

It's just that now there is no relief from the eldest daughter-in-law, so Mrs. Zhou can only grit her teeth and take the little things at the bottom of her box to the pawnshop to maintain the expenses of the mother and son in the next few days.

Mrs. Zhou can be said to be holding her fingers, waiting for her youngest son to fulfill what he said.

However, one day, two days, and ten days passed, and there was no movement in the Ning family.

Mrs. Zhou's heart suddenly became flustered.

Every day, I chased my youngest son and asked, is what he said true or false?

Zhou Wenxiu originally thought that it was a matter of nine out of ten, but he could still comfort Mrs. Zhou in the first few days.

But when he got to the back, he was also panicked, and he wanted to rush to Ning Mansion to question.

It's just that he is now lovesick and terminally ill outside!

If he ran to the Ning family in a good manner, then others would definitely think that the words that came out of the Zhou family before were all fake.

Therefore, even if Zhou Wenxiu doesn't want to, he has to hold his breath and stay at home.

Zhou Wenxiu took Mrs. Zhou to the Ning Mansion to inquire about the news, but the Ning family had already ordered it to come down, as long as Mrs. Zhou approached, she would be guarded against it like a thief.

Moreover, the affairs of the house must not be told to the other party, otherwise it will be sold directly.

The servant women of the Ning Mansion, where do they dare to deal with Mrs. Zhou.

As long as she was near the Ning Mansion, the people of the Ning Mansion stared at her with bright eyes, so that she didn't dare to make any moths.

This made Mrs. Zhou very short-tempered, and when she went back, she heard her youngest son's question, and her tone was also very impatient.

Hearing such news, Zhou Wenxiu was flustered, but also felt that his mother was really dragging her feet.

He always felt that on the day he first met, there must have been something wrong with his mother that disgusted the old lady of the Ning family, so he didn't even sit down, turned around and left.

Thinking of this possibility, Zhou Wenxiu couldn't help but complain about his mother.

However, now that the rumors in the city are still spreading, he doesn't believe it, doesn't that old lady Ning care about her daughter's reputation?

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenxiu's mind stabilized, and he decided to wait, and when the Ning family came to ask him to marry the eldest lady of the Ning family, he would behave better.

After all, he genuinely admired the eldest lady of the Ning family.

Cui Xiu hurried back to Nanyue Mansion, originally thinking that he could quickly persuade the second uncle to bring him to Ningfu to propose.

It's just that Cui Qingyuan doesn't care about him at all.

No matter what he said, Cui Qingyuan only had one sentence, the words of his parents.

He is just a second uncle, and without Cui Xiu's parents, he would not have helped him propose.

After all, if Cui Xiu's parents are unwilling to marry after he helps Cui Xiu propose, it will not be a marriage, but a feud.

Therefore, even if Cui Xiu used water grinding skills, Cui Qingyuan was indifferent.

Cui Xiu didn't expect this to be the case, he was dumbfounded for a while, and could only circle around Cui Qingyuan.

He didn't know that Cui Qingyuan immediately wrote a letter and sent it to the capital after Cui Xiu told him about it.

This back and forth took more than half a month.

After Cui Qingyuan received the reply, he groaned for a while, and then found someone to call Cui Xiu, who was grinding himself outside the door.

He looked him up and down and snorted.

"Why don't you go freshen up and get a present?"

It's not that he deliberately advised, but Cui Xiu has been grinding him these days and guarding outside his door every day.

On this face, the beard is drooping, and the bun is crooked.

Not to mention the clothes on my body, they all stink.

Cui Xiaoye, who was originally famous in the capital, where did the clothes he wore wear wear through the night?

When Cui Xiu sat in the carriage with his second uncle in good spirits, although he thought like an arrow in his heart, because he was carrying two carts full of gifts, he had to go slowly towards Mingzhou Mansion.

At this time, the Zhou family could no longer support it.

Zhou Wenxiu thought of a way to let Mrs. Zhou support him and kneel in front of Ning Fu.

"Ask for the fulfillment of the old lady."

looked at Zhou Wenxiu, who was sick and thin, kneeling there, looking shaky and shouting.

When everyone saw it, their hearts felt sympathy.

Not to mention Mrs. Zhou, who is so old, she is still with her youngest son, kneeling on the ground, covering her face and crying that her son is infatuated.

People who don't know are very merciful to their mother and son.

Some couldn't help but step forward to persuade the subordinates of the Ning Mansion to go in and call out the master, so that the mother and son of the Zhou family could enter the mansion and talk well.

Ning Pengpeng didn't expect that the mother and son of the Zhou family would come directly to the door to disgust themselves now.

Moreover, after using the word "Chengquan", others will definitely think that Miss Ning and this Zhou Gongzi are in love.

It's just that there is a wicked person like himself, which makes it impossible for lovers to stay together.

Ning Pengpeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, if he endured it any longer, he was afraid that he would have glandular hyperplasia.

"Whoa......!"

Ning Pengpeng shouted that Qing Niang was carrying a basin of rancid water, and after opening the gate of Ning Mansion, without saying a word, she took it directly and threw it on Zhou Wenxiu's head.

The mother and son of the Zhou family are still playing a bitter drama of sorrow!

Who would have thought that the old lady of the Ning family would not even give them a chance to speak, and directly gave them such a big gift?

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