Chapter 6 Maternal Family

   "Well, I see, you don't have to wake me up from now on, just sleep more in the morning."

  The gentle Ye Muyu made Chu Ziluo feel even more uncertain, and her eyes still shone with fear.

  Ye Muyu didn't say much, she believed that the elder daughter and son Luo's fear would gradually get better if they got along slowly.

   "Mother..." Chu Ziluo was a little frightened.

  Ye Muyu's gaze was gentle, and her words were gentle and soft, but it was hard to figure out what she was thinking in her heart. She looked at Chu Jin and asked, "Xiao Jin, should it be time to practice calligraphy?"

"Mother, I don't practice calligraphy. I want to find Huzi and the others to go to the town to buy candied haws." Chu Jin was afraid of Chu Heng, so he was more casual with Ye Muyu. Only then did Chu Jin's excessive strength and Chu Ziluo's timid schedule.

  Ye Muyu raised her eyes faintly, "Since you don't want to listen to what I say, let your father say it."

  Ye Muyu's voice was not strong, and even after saying this, she lowered her head and thought about her own business.

  She wanted to make a pair of shoes, except for Chu Jin, a son who didn't have to worry about wearing them, in fact, even she herself only had three pairs of shoes.

  Chu Ziluo, the eldest daughter, only has two pairs of shoes, and she wears them interchangeably.

  When I go to the old house, I wear better ones, and at home, I wear worn-out shoes.

Ye Muyu couldn't help but lament that the original owner had a lot of little thoughts, and was a bit...stupid, a lie that could be debunked by just asking casually, or visiting at home, making the original owner extremely stupid and petty, and even attracting people to gossip outside .

  Ye Muyu thought, and stood up.

   "Mom, why are you going?"

   "Mom...?"

  There were two voices, Chu Jin was startled by Ye Muyu's words, and Chu Ziluo looked at her anxiously.

  Ye Muyu said to Chu Jin: "Go and practice calligraphy and endorsement. Your father should be back soon."

   "Ziluo, come with me to get needles and thread to make shoes." Ye Muyu went out of the main room and went straight back to the room where she slept. Although Chu Ziluo was surprised, she didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly raised her heels up.

  Chu Jin didn't want to write, but when he thought of Chu Heng as his father, he didn't dare to resist, especially what his mother said, which made him startled and frightened. He didn't understand why his mother didn't protect him anymore. In the past, his mother would always help him cheat.

  Chu Jin couldn't figure it out, no matter how precocious he was, he was only five years old, knowing that his mother would not be able to please him, so he could only recognize the reality, and went back to the house to write and study.

  Ye Muyu sat beside the bed with Chu Ziluo.

  Open the half-sized mahogany box on the bedside, and there is only half a foot of dark blue cloth left in it. If it is made into cloth shoes, it will not look good.

  Ye Muyu was silent, she remembered that the cloth at home was basically sent back to her natal family by the original owner.

  The original owner's family...is not a good one. The original owner's father is too lazy to work. Since Mrs. Ye married into the Chu family, the original owner's mother would come to take some things away from time to time.

   It's also interesting to say, the original owner has a good relationship with his parents, and he is willing to send things back to his mother's house.

  Every time Chu Heng brought back cloth, cakes, tea, etc., most of them ended up in the Ye family's warehouse.

  My own house, on the other hand, doesn't have much inventory. The seemingly beautiful scholar's house is actually an empty shell.

However, she felt that this was just an appearance. Chu Heng, the husband, always seemed to have a gap with the original owner. Although he did not lose money to the original owner in terms of food and clothing, the original owner had never known this husband, did not know his preferences, and even more Do not know his mind.

  (end of this chapter)