Ding Han's angry voice came from behind. Ding Changhe shook his head helplessly and knocked on An Ran's courtyard door with a straight face.
Mrs. Ding opened the door.
"The uncle is here."
"Is grandma here?"
"Here, in the house, grandma, uncle is here."
An Ran stood at the door and saluted, "Uncle, I have something to do here." ?.?????.???
Ding Changhe nodded.
The two of them sat down in the main room, and An Ran took a cup and poured a bowl of water.
"Uncle, what's the matter?"
"I will go to the frontier in a while. My father is recuperating behind the scenes and misses Xiao Shitou. I think I will go there this time and take Xiao Shitou with me to accompany his grandfather."
"no"
"Why not? It wouldn't hurt to let Little Shitou go through more."
"He is only a few years old. The border is too dangerous. He can't solve anything he encounters."
"He stays with my grandfather, and I will teach him when I have time."
"That's not OK."
"What if I insist on taking him away."
An Ran raised her head and looked directly at Ding Changhe.
Ding Changhe knew that An Ran was not a timid person. There was no overlap between the current An Ran and the little daughter-in-law who always lowered her head on their wedding night.
An Ran didn't even know how terrifying her eyes were at this moment.
Ding Changhe thought to himself that a woman like An Ran might not be able to please men or flatter people easily, but she could take care of the family.
It's a pity that the two people's contact time was too short, and they separated before they understood each other. Otherwise, how could the relationship be so tense?
"I'm telling you, I won't let my son go. Even if you kill both of us now, we won't agree."
"You haven't asked Xiao Shitou what he meant."
"I understand my son."
Ding Changhe took a deep look at An Ran and said, "Since you are so unwilling, I won't force you."
An Ran quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ding Changhe added: "After we left, there was no one to take care of the family. I hope you can move over and help me take care of it."
"Your mother won't want me to go, so you can find someone else to do it."
"You are the matron of the Ding family, and you should be the one to do it."
An Ran's lips twitched with laughter, "I've never seen the head mistress of any family live like me."
Ding Changhe sighed and said, "I know how much the Ding family owes you since you got married. I had too much time to take care of myself at that time, but I won't anymore. You take on your responsibilities, and we will leave the whole family to you after we leave." .”
An Ran couldn't help but have a headache thinking about that family, the troubled Ding Han family, the two timid concubines, and the miscellaneous things happening in the yard.
"I'm afraid I don't have the ability."
"Yes, if you have any concerns, tell them now."
"Uncle, you really think highly of me."
"I promise you won't take away the little stone, and you will help me take care of my home. If you still have any difficulties, tell me now. I can do whatever I can to depend on you."
An Ran sat on the chair and closed her eyes.
Can't hide?
"I can only try my best to protect the family, but I must have the right to truly be the head of the family. If someone in the Ding family despises our mother and son again, don't blame me for being cruel. But don't worry, if they live in peace, I won't Against anyone.”
"You are the mistress of the Ding family, and these are the rights you should have."
"I still live here and I go there every day."
"Why don't you move back."
An Ran looked at Ding Changhe. Now that they were talking, there was no need to pretend.
"You know how your mother treats me. If we face each other day and night, there will inevitably be quarrels. I will go over and finish what I have to do and try not to provoke her, so that I can live a peaceful life for a few days."
Ding Changhe couldn't say anything else. He also understood his mother. If something really happened, An Ran would definitely be the one who was wronged.
"Can"
Ding Changhe took out another purse and handed it to An Ran.
"Here are five hundred taels of silver for household expenses."
An Ran took it unceremoniously and put it in her arms, "I will explain to my family before I leave. If any servants are dishonest, you can deal with them as you wish."
"Your mother is still sick."
"So I have to aggrieve you a little bit and be as tolerant as possible."
An Ran sighed, "I have endured it for so many years and will not care about a patient. But you also know that she is sick. If anything goes wrong in the future, I don't want you to misunderstand me."
"Just do your best, I believe in you."
An Ran wanted to laugh a little, believe her.
At this time, Xiao Shitou came back. When he saw Ding Changhe, he first clasped his fists and shouted, "Hello, father."
Ding Changhe saw that Xiao Shitou's face was flushed and his forehead was sweaty, and he said, "He ran back from the town."
"Yes, I am here to practice my feet."
Ding Changhe knew this.
Xiao Shitou looked at his mother again. It was not dark yet. Why did this man come to his house? Could it be that he was here to get some food?
I taught him several sets of swordsmanship and went to his house for several meals.
How could An Ran not understand the meaning in Xiao Shitou's eyes? He hurriedly said: "Go wash your face, it's time to eat later."
"I know, mother, I'll go right away."
Xiao Shitou simply washed his face. Anyway, he would go to sword practice with the man later and was sweating all over. He would take a shower in the evening.
When it was time to eat, Ding Changhe sat here and refused to leave. Since An Ran had reached an agreement with him, he could talk about it without having to hold it back.
"Let's have a simple meal here, and then go teach Little Shitou after eating."
"good"
Xiao Shitou secretly curled his lips when he heard this.
If you don't leave, of course my mother will let you go. We have to talk to her about this matter tonight.
For dinner, there were noodles rolled by Mrs. Ding, shiitake mushrooms picked from the mountains, fungus stewed with eggs, and a plate of green vegetables.
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