Her Promising Business

Zhou jinglang didn't want to talk to Ji Lianzi. If he's too talkative to let Ji Lianzi remember his lesson, what's his husband's plan?

But bursts of fragrance is too tempting, Ji Lianzi is the first time to speak to him so gently, he can't resist the temptation.

"Well, don't be angry. I'll find my mother's relics. Get up and drink fish soup." Ji Lianzi coaxed him and stroked Zhou jinglang's shoulder gently.

Zhou Jinglang could not afford to lose it. What fish soup, fish and fragrance were awesome, there was no such thing as "lotus's son's relic".

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ji Lianzi with a side face. His voice was a little hoarse and he said, "you said you would try to find your mother's relics?"

"Of course." Ji Lianzi said, "I'll ask boss Cao for help tomorrow and ask him to send someone to watch Mrs. Liang. As long as Mrs. Liang takes her mother's relics to pawn in the pawnshop, I can try to redeem them."

Zhou jinglang looked at Ji Lianzi and thought about it for a while. He felt that this method was feasible, and his sadness dissipated a lot.

Although he was not happy to ask elder Cao for help when he spoke to Ji Lianzi, he didn't care for his mother's legacy.

"If you can really get your mother's legacy back, I'll give you your deed." Zhou jinglang sat up slowly.

"Really?" Ji Lianzi's eyes widened in surprise, "that's a deal!"

Zhou jinglang pulled the corners of his mouth and gave Ji Lianzi a smile.

Seeing that Ji Lianzi was so happy to hear that he wanted to give her back the deed, Zhou jinglang was very upset.

Is the daughter-in-law still thinking about leaving this home? Will she leave after taking the deed?

"Well, have fish soup." Ji Lianzi handed the soup bowl to him with a bright face.

Zhou jinglang took the soup bowl and drank a mouthful of fish soup in Ji Lianzi's eyes.

The delicious fish soup has only a slight salty taste, and the taste is very delicious. After Zhou jinglang took a mouthful, he began to drink it.

Ji Lianzi's cooking skills were not so good in the past, and she also hated cooking at that time. She hated the kitchen was too dirty and didn't want to serve him.

Ji Lianzi saw that Zhou jinglang seemed to like his own fish soup very much. He took chopsticks to hold a fried fish and handed it to Zhou jinglang. "Try my fried fish. It's crisp outside and tender inside. It's delicious."

Zhou jinglang put down his empty soup bowl and looked at the fried fish in front of his lips. He hesitated and ate it.

"How's it going? Is it delicious? " Ji Lianzi looks forward to Zhou jinglang's face.

Zhou jinglang chewed the fried fish, full of crispy fragrance. As she said, it was crispy on the outside and tender in the inside, which was delicious.

"Well, it's delicious." Zhou jinglang whispered.

"You eat first, and I'll serve you a bowl of soup." Ji Lianzi happily took Zhou jinglang's soup bowl, put chopsticks into his hand, got up and went out.

She didn't find that Zhou jinglang's ears were red after eating the fried fish she fed.

Watching Ji Lianzi's graceful figure enter the kitchen, Zhou jinglang turns around and sits on the Kang. Looking at a small plate of golden fried fish on the box, he feels a little sweet in his heart.

Growing up, he never tasted what it was like to be loved tenderly.

His mother gave birth to him, and his father worked in the city all the year round to support his family. Most of the time, he had a cold meal at his uncle's house.

Even if the third uncle and the third aunt often take care of him, they are not his parents after all.

Later, his father also went, and he was driven out of the house by his aunt. From then on, his life was even more lonely and bitter.

He is a cripple, his father is an illegitimate son, and his family is still poor, so no one wants to marry his daughter to him. He can only go to the city and buy Ji Lianzi to be his daughter-in-law.

However, Ji Lianzi is beautiful and noble as a daughter of a wealthy family, but there is not a trace of tenderness.

Today's daughter-in-law is better, although it has caused some trouble to the family.

Ji Lianzi came back with a bowl of fish soup and saw Zhou jinglang sitting on the Kang with chopsticks staring at a plate of fried fish on the box in a daze. He came over with a smile and said, "what are you so dazed about? Don't you eat it soon?"

Zhou jinglang regained his mind, his face flushed slightly, picked up a fried fish and ate it slowly.

Ji Lianzi put the soup bowl on the box, turned to sit beside Zhou jinglang and said, "after you finish eating and drinking, let's go to the third uncle's house. When I went there in the morning, I forgot to tell cousin Zhou Fu to make a set of tables and stools for us."

Zhou jinglang hesitated, nodded and said, "OK, go to the third uncle's house."

There's not much money to make a set of tables and stools, so it's still affordable.

If his mother's belongings are taken out to pay the debt, the silver in Ji Lianzi's hand will be clean now, and he will feel at ease to spend it.

"In addition to the desks and stools, the kitchen also needs a set of cupboards, and the wardrobes in our room are so broken..."

With the rise of Ji Lianzi's theory, Zhou jinglang frowned and interrupted her: "silver can't be used indiscriminately. Make a set of tables and stools. Let's talk about something else."

Ji Lianzi choked and swallowed his words.

Yes, Zhou jinglang paid the debt to her with his mother's legacy, so all the silver in her hand now is Zhou jinglang's.

"Bring me all the silver in your hand. It's all mine now." Zhou jinglang said, eating and drinking.

Ji Lianzi had no temper. He felt about him and put a pile of silver coins on the box.

Then she went to the wardrobe and took out the package of money given by poison hawk. She came and put it on the box.

"All my money is here." Ji Lianzi pouted.

Zhou jinglang nodded and continued to eat and drink slowly.

Ji Lianzi peeked at Zhou jinglang's look, twisted his skirt and said, "I have no money, can't you leave some for me?"

Zhou jinglang took a sip of fish soup and said, "five Wen."

"Ah? It's only five Wen... "Ji Lianzi is very sad.

Zhou jinglang ignored her and looked down to eat and drink.

Ji Lianzi had no choice but to take five articles from a big bag of money and put them in her arms.

Ah... It's really a time before liberation!

Blame the damned lady Liang!

Ji Lianzi was itching and wanted to bite!

Looking at Zhou jinglang's slow eating and drinking, Ji Lianzi goes to put the clothes in the bag into the wardrobe, and also puts a pack of iron locks given by boss Cao into the wardrobe. He tells Zhou jinglang that he can use new locks in the future.

Zhou jinglang gave a sound to show that he heard it.

No, the soup bowl and dishes were empty. Ji Lianzi picked them up and washed them in the kitchen.

Zhou jinglang raised his hand to wipe his mouth. Suddenly he remembered that his mother's silk handkerchief was still in his arms, so he took out the handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

After putting away the handkerchief, Zhou jinglang took a bag of money and broken silver from the box to the Kang.

There were fifteen taels of broken silver, a bag of 632 Wen. Zhou jinglang took out five taels of silver from the broken silver, which was the money owed to Doctor Zhang for diagnosis and medicine.

He also took out a bunch of 100 Wen from a big bag of money, which was to make a table and stool for brother Zhou Futang.