The eldest son of the Cao family went out to learn how to make porcelain in his early years. Later, he returned to his hometown and built a simple kiln at home, and took his mother-in-law to make porcelain at home.
Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time, and none of the ceramics he fired were sold. Now he not only owes a lot of debt, but also leaves a vacant kiln.
Du Damei was stunned for a long time when she heard that Du Wanchun wanted to buy the ceramic bottle and craftsmanship in her hand, "Wangchun, do you really want to buy it?"
Du Wanchun nodded, "Well, it's just the price..."
Du Damei interrupted her with a smile, "You can tell me the price. Anyway, we keep it at home. We can sell it for as much silver as we can. As for my craft, as long as you want to learn it, I will teach you. "
When Du Wanchun saw that his aunt agreed, he was very happy and pulled her towards the carriage, "Auntie, let's go home first and then talk slowly."
"That's right, let's talk slowly when we get home." Aunt Zhou said along with her.
Du Damei was carrying her child on her back and a large bag of wheat in her hand. She happened to be struggling, so Du Wanchun and Aunt Zhou took her into the carriage. ?.?????.ℂ??
Du Wanchun was sitting in the front driving the carriage, and Du Damei was sitting in the back chatting with Aunt Zhou.
Although Aunt Zhou grew up in a boudoir, she was a kind-hearted person and never had any airs when getting along with fellow villagers.
The more Du Damei talked, the more she fell in love with her mother-in-law. She held her hand and started crying, "Luckily our family, Wan Chun, married into your family. If she had really married into the Li family, I'm afraid she wouldn't have a good life."
Du Damei had also heard about the eldest son of County Magistrate Li's family. If she had known that Du Wanchun was marrying into the Li family, she would never have agreed.
Aunt Zhou raised her head and looked at Du Wanchun, her eyebrows were gentle and she said slowly: "In-laws, in my opinion, it is our family's blessing that Wanchun can marry her."
After hearing her words, Du Damei was completely relieved. With such a good mother-in-law, Du Wanchun's life will definitely get better and better in the future.
Du Wanchun pulled the reins, listened to their conversation, rolled his round eyes, and drove the carriage with a smile.
At this time, the dusk was dim, and by the time they arrived at the door of their home, it was completely dark.
Du Wanchun was driving the carriage and looked at a figure standing in the distance at the door of his house.
It was Zhou Ruiyuan. He was wearing a dark blue gown and stood under a dark yellow lantern, looking in the direction of the village entrance.
When he heard Du Wanchun's voice, a gentle smile appeared on his calm face.
As soon as Du Wanchun stopped the carriage, he strode to her side and helped her down, "Let me accompany you to the county in the future."
His hands were big and his arms were full of strength. When he supported her, he seemed to be holding her whole.
Du Wanchun knew that he was worried about going out alone. After comforting him with a smile, he pointed behind him and said, "Ms. sir, my aunt is here."
"Your aunt?" Zhou Ruiyuan looked in the direction she pointed.
Du Damei followed Aunt Zhou out of the carriage. Seeing Zhou Ruiyuan, she was surprised at first, and then smiled, "My dear, your child is really good-looking."
"No, it's just that she looks paler than ordinary people." Aunt Zhou led Du Damei to Zhou Ruiyuan, "Ruiyuan, call Auntie quickly."
Zhou Ruiyuan folded his hands, bent down and saluted Du Damei, "I've seen you before, aunt."
Du Damei smiled from ear to ear when she saw the young man in front of her, "Good boy, get up, there's no need to be polite."
Zhou Ruiyuan slowly stood up and reached out to welcome them into the house, "Auntie, mother, Wan Chun, the food is ready. Come in and eat quickly."
Aunt Zhou was stunned for a moment and asked quickly: "Is the food ready? Who cooked it?"
Zhou Ruiyuan led Du Wanchunyi towards the house and replied: "Mom, of course I did it."
Aunt Zhou was very surprised, "Ruiyuan, when did you learn to cook?"
Du Wanchun was also very surprised. Although Zhou Ruiyuan could walk with his legs, he usually did rough work such as going up the mountain to chop firewood, and rarely went into the kitchen to wash rice for cooking.
After all, he was a prince who had never even held a spoon since he was a child, let alone washed his hands to make soup.
Zhou Ruiyuan, however, had a calm expression on his face. After entering the house, he walked to the table, pointed at the three dishes and one soup and said, "I learned from Aunt Wang. Although it is not as good as my mother's cooking, it should still be edible. "
Du Wanchun looked at the table and saw a bowl of radish and egg soup, a bowl of stir-fried lettuce, a bowl of cabbage and tofu and a bowl of stir-fried pork slices with spring bamboo shoots.
There weren't many slices of meat, it was the cured meat made from the half of the pig they bought some time ago.
These dishes look decent at first glance and smell delicious.
Du Wanchun couldn't help but pick up a piece of spring bamboo shoots with his chopsticks and tasted it. It was sweet, delicious, moderately salty, and tasted very good.
She quickly put down her chopsticks and looked at Zhou Ruiyuan with a smile on her face, "Mr., your cooking skills are really good."
Seeing her smiling face, Zhou Ruiyuan's indifferent cheeks, which usually kept strangers away, showed a slight blush. The tall, reserved and steady man secretly showed a trace of shyness behind everyone's back.
Behind Du Wanchun, Aunt Zhou was stunned, "Really?"
