Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent! Chapter 65 65 Dark History_1

65: Chapter 65 Dark History_1 65: Chapter 65 Dark History_1 Zhou Laoda came back a bit late, and Zhulan had some experience estimating the time; her eldest son would return around seven in the evening, taking about two hours for the trip.

There was a knock on the door, and Zhou Laoda stood at the entrance, “Dad, I have something to discuss.”

Zhou Shuren put on his shoes and stepped down to the ground; father and son spoke outside for a while, and then Zhou Laoda went back to rest.

Zhulan asked, “What did the Li family say?”

She knew that Zhou Shuren had given some advice; if the eldest son came back to knock on the door, he probably had something to discuss.

Zhou Shuren was somewhat dissatisfied with his eldest son’s inability to keep things to himself, and mentally noted another point against him, planning to toughen him up after ing back from the south, “Lady Li’s father learned I’m heading to the south, and he wants to join me on the journey.”

Zhulan greatly admired Lady Li, who was a capable mother-in-law, managing a nest of not-so-smart family members well, all thanks to her.

Recalling how Lady Li always plained and how depressed she would bee after scolding her relatives, then going to scold the late Li patriarch at his grave, Zhulan was speechless.

The Li family’s genes were really formidable; the daughters-in-law of the Li family were quite clever.

Zhou Shuren heard laughter, “What are you laughing at?”

Instead of explaining, Zhulan said, “Lady Li is truly astute.

She thought to sell the pickled cabbage recipe to the south for maximum profit after you suggested selling it to the Armed Escort Agency!”

Zhou Shuren had a good impression of Lady Li, “It’s not easy for the elderly lady, well into her sixties.

She’s also worried about how long she has left and wants to take this opportunity to toughen up her son-in-law.”

Zhulan stopped laughing, feeling a poignant sadness, “Lady Li really worries so much, burdened with too many concerns, practically afraid to die.

At the end of the day, he’s your relative, so please look out for him.”

Zhou Shuren smiled, “I’ve got it in mind.”

Zhulan had grown accustomed to early nights since arriving in ancient times, and would bee sleepy when the time came, “It’s getting late; let’s sleep now!”

Zhou Shuren replied and blew out the oil lamp.

The next day, after lunch, Zhou Shuren took Zhou Laoda to Zhulan’s maternal home; the Li family’s sale of pickled cabbage to the Armed Escort Agency required the Yang family’s assistance.

Zhulan had no intention of telling Lady Li, who couldn’t keep a secret to save her life.

Not only would she keep it from her, but she also had to stop Lady Li from visiting her maternal home.

Wang Ru’s scheming against Lady Li’s family was also a way to vent on Lady Li by trying to extract the pickling recipe, and perhaps out of jealousy for Lady Li’s talent.

Whatever the case, since Lady Li was a member of the Zhou family, Zhulan was protective.

She waited to see Wang Ru’s calculations fall flat, anticipating the expression on her face to be priceless.

At lunchtime, Lady Li, having had her fill of excitement, returned home contentedly, “Mother, the Wang family has split.”

Zhulan was quite curious about the circumstances, “How did Wang Zhangshi divide the family?”

After witnessing Wang Zhangshi’s ruthlessness, Lady Li was even more convinced not to offend her mother-in-law, expressing some sympathy, “Wang Lao Si’s family left with nothing but themselves; they weren’t allowed to take a single item with them, and even the things they bought yesterday were confiscated by Wang Zhangshi.”

With a shudder, she patted her chest, thankful not to be burdened with such a mother-in-law; to land a mother-in-law like her own must mean she’d been fortunate in her past life – she instantly felt like a great philanthropist and dreamed that being kind for five lifetimes should be attainable if not ten.

Zhulan hissed in disbelief, “Harsher than what’s written in novels,” disregarding Lady Li’s sudden self-satisfaction, and asked urgently, “With Wang Lao Si’s family driven out, where are they living now?”

Lady Li knew, “They rented the mud house behind our place.”

Zhulan’s expectations were dashed; she had truly hoped Wang Ru would show some ambition and move with Wang Lao Si’s family to live in the county town, away from them.

But instead, they were now even closer.

She waved her hand dismissively, “Go cook.”

Having shared the gossip, Lady Li felt cheerful, “Alright, mother.”

For lunch, with Zhou Shuren and the eldest son not at home and no need to separate tables for eating, they were about to start the meal when Sunshi and Wang Lao Si arrived, looking for Zhou Lao Er.

Zhulan glared at her second son.

It was this fellow who gave Wang Lao Si false impressions, and now look, they had e knocking on their door.

Zhou Lao Er was regretting it terribly too.

Having never failed at tricking others, he had unwittingly tricked himself on Wang Lao Si’s account, creating a blunder, “Wang Lao Si has separated from his family, why has he e here?”

Wang Lao Si, after years of suppression, had bee especially sensitive upon gaining insight.

He knew he had offended the Zhou family several times, realizing that even Zhou Lao Er, another honest fellow, had taken issue with him.

But considering that Zhou Lao Er was as inconspicuous at home as he was, Wang Lao Si overlooked it, “We’re buddies, friends.

I didn’t see you when I split from the family, so I made a special trip to tell you.”

Zhou Lao Er, “…..”

Who’s your friend?

Don’t scare him!

Zhulan, “…..”

She hadn’t misunderstood; Wang Lao Si held a grudge against her.

Even if subtle, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was aimed at her!