With the arrests of Jia Rong and Hou Biao, the case of Li Zihan's attack was basically solved. Although the four people who blocked the car disappeared like a bull in the sea, the pressure on Shen Zhonglei was reduced by most.
That day happened to be a day off, so he rarely slept in. He didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning, had something to eat, and was going to visit Mrs. Shen.
He has been so busy during this period that he has almost moved to Qianya permanently. It is rare that he is free today, so he hurried over to pay his respects to his mother.
As soon as Shen Zhonglei walked to the door of the courtyard where Mrs. Shen lived, he saw someone coming over with several boxes and handing them to the little girl Hongqin beside the old lady.
"These were just delivered this morning."
"I was about to go get it. Sister Xunxin sent it over." Hongqin hurriedly took the box and was about to go back. When she turned around, she saw Shen Zhonglei standing aside.
"My slave, please pay my respects to the master." Hongqin was holding something in her arms and was a little embarrassed when she saluted. She almost dropped the box in her arms.
Rongan, who was following Shen Zhonglei, quickly grabbed the box and took it over.
Hongqin blushed and rubbed her hands, not knowing what to say.
Shen Zhonglei asked casually: "What is this?"
"They are all letters from the old lady." Hongqin said hurriedly.
"So many?" Shen Zhonglei glanced at the boxes in Rongan's arms. There were five boxes in total.
"These are all from today. There have been several every day recently!" Hongqin is young, and this is not a secret. After all, letters are sent here every day, and many people in the house can see them. Shen Zhonglei can look them up whenever he wants.
She would know if she asked personally, so she didn't think there was anything worth hiding.
"The old lady has received so many letters recently..." Shen Zhonglei couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Because he failed to enter the capital as an official but came to Wuchang Prefecture, many people who had given Mrs. Shen gifts before quickly returned the gifts and disowned them. This made her very angry, and for a long time she did not pay attention to these things that were related to each other.
I'm interested, why has it suddenly happened so frequently recently?
Just as Shen Zhonglei was thinking about it, he had already walked to the door of the main room.
The room was in a mess at the moment. Before I entered, I heard Chunlan's voice: "Go and move those wooden shelves over, arrange them in a row here, and hang them all up..."
"It's so lively here, mother, what are you busy with?" Shen Zhonglei stepped into the house.
The servants who were busy in the room hurriedly stopped what they were doing and saluted and said hello.
Old Mrs. Shen was sitting on the couch. There were many things piled on the small table beside her, including letters and scrolls.
She was flipping through the pages when she saw her son entering the room. She quickly put down the things in her hands and said, "Why are you here free today?"
"It's all my son's fault. I was so busy the past few days that I didn't even bother to come to greet my mother every day."
"What are you talking about? It's as if I, the mother-in-law, are picking on you." Old Mrs. Shen glared at her son angrily, "I know you are busy with business, but I've lost weight just looking at you. I
You’re not even 80 years old, and there are so many people around you to take care of you, why do you still need to worry about it?”
"My mother's good health is her son's blessing, but it is not an excuse for him to be unfilial. My son will definitely make more time to see you in the future."
"Your child has been filial since he was a child. Mother knows it well." Shen Zhonglei said a few words that made Mrs. Shen beam with joy.
"What are you busy with? Why are there so many letters and scrolls?" Shen Zhonglei said, picking up the scroll closest to his hand and unfolding it. The picture on it was actually a young man in his early twenties, "This is it?"
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After hearing his question, Old Mrs. Shen remembered what she was going to do just now, and quickly ordered: "Hang up all these scrolls first, and match them with the letters. They are all in a mess, and you don't know who is who."
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As soon as she gave the order, Chunlan immediately started working again with her servants.
Mrs. Shen then said to Shen Zhonglei: "I wasn't thinking that at Tianshu's age, it's almost time to say goodbye.
"I thought that after you went to the capital and took office, you would have a lot more choices in the capital. Who knew you would be transferred to Wuchang Prefecture.
"In this case, while I am still here, I will help her look at her first, so as not to delay it too long and good people will be picked out first."
"Promise Shu'er?" Shen Zhonglei had never considered this matter before. Suddenly faced with so many candidates, he was a little confused. "Mom, Shu'er is not very old. Isn't it a little bit to consider these things now?"
Are you anxious?"
"It's not too big, and it's not too small either." Old Mrs. Shen said, "Look at it, even if you get engaged after the filial piety period, it will take a year and a half after the engagement, and you will be able to see it by then.
You’re twenty, so why are you so young?
"Besides, this person can't pick the right one right away. He has to look around and inquire more. Doesn't all this take time?"
Mrs. Shen's words reminded Shen Zhonglei, and she quickly said: "Yes, Shu'er is still in the period of filial piety. I'm afraid it won't be good if word spreads like this!"
"Does Mom still know this truth? Don't worry, Mom didn't say that she wanted to propose marriage to Shu'er. These are just her nephews who were recommended by friends from out of town who heard that our family has a daughter of the right age who is beautiful and can take care of the house.
Relatives and friends.
"We don't want to make a decision now. It's always good to look at more options."
Shen Zhonglei always listened to Mrs. Shen's words, and when he heard what she said now, he felt that it made sense.
"Time flies so fast, and soon Shu'er has reached the age where it's time to say goodbye." Shen Zhonglei said with emotion, feeling an indescribable loss in his heart.
"Isn't this how people are pushed forward from generation to generation!" Old Mrs. Shen looked at Shen Zhonglei and sighed, "Mom still remembers what you looked like when you were a child. You could only reach the desk by stepping on a stool, and you have already started.
I know I am self-disciplined and motivated.
"The teacher arranged ten large characters, and you insisted on writing fifteen. You didn't give up until your hands were so tired that you couldn't even lift the pen.
"Now you have become the prefect in a blink of an eye, and your children are so old. How can you say that my mother will not grow old!"
"Mother!" Shen Zhonglei's reluctance for his daughter was immediately washed away by Mrs. Shen's words, "Mother is not old at all, you are all suffering for the sake of your children.
"I still remember that after I finished writing big characters every day, my mother would rub my arms and hands until my son fell asleep, and she would sew and mend my son under the lamp.
"Without mother, there would be no son today. Now that there is no one in the son's room, it is really unfilial for my mother to continue to worry about my granddaughter!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Shen patted her son's arm happily and said, "Don't worry, mother knows what's going on with you. I will definitely choose a good one for you this time, and you will never let a black-hearted person like Xu Yurou come in and cause trouble again."