Zilan no longer cared about Zhao Xuan'er's life or death, and the torn painting also represented the only remaining pitiful friendship between them that broke down.

She believed that she was incapable of teaching naughty children to the right path. If she didn't want to take the right path, she would let them keep a distance. She never even asked what kind of punishment Zhao Xuan'er was punished.

Today, Yang and Zi Lan slept together, thinking about comforting their daughter.

"Lan'er, don't be too sad. Your father asked me to persuade you. Don't be sad for the villain and waste your feelings in vain. Just stay away from her in the future."

"Mom, I understand. She is not my friend or relative or sister. My sisters are only sisters from the Song family and my cousin Shuhui. From now on, she is just a lady in the Yang family's residence and has nothing to do with me."

Zi Lan immediately adjusted her mentality and felt that she was a little bit unsimplified enough to worry about gains and losses. She should show her courage. There is no need to be careful because her child is young. It has nothing to do with me when he is young.

Yang pursed her lips and nodded, "You are right. Her good or bad has nothing to do with you. Just be polite and alienate in the future. Try to let everyone know that you are not close to her. I am afraid that she will implicate you."

The main reason is that her mother has done something scary and is afraid that her daughter will follow suit.

"I understand, don't worry, I'm fine, it's a pity that my painting has finally made me feel a little bit. Forget it, I'll go back and draw it."

I laughed and put down what should be put down and throw away what should be thrown away. I feel naturally in a good mood. Maybe my grandmother is right. She is too cautious, afraid of making mistakes. She hopes to be as thorough as possible to everyone. In fact, it is me who is tired like this, so I should be a little more free.

"Today your grandmother praised you, and she did a good job of rewarding and punishment. She also praised the girls in the Marquis' Mansion and made them not resent you. This is great. My daughter is so outstanding, she has won her face for her, and she is proud of you."

Mrs. Yang was very relieved to hold her daughter.

"I just have a little selfishness. The little girls don't have much monthly payment. Once they are punished, they may be scolded by their families. It's better to reward me.

This way, I won’t think I’m too strict, and I won’t blame me for the blame. I can only blame her. I’m just a little bitch.”

Zilan buried in her mother's arms and laughed secretly.

"When doing a good job, my daughter's family should make good use of open conspiracy rather than private private matters. If you have any grudges, you will be revenged. But we must do it openly, instead of doing bad things in private like her. This is wrong.

My Song family’s daughter should be very generous and dignified, and the pattern should be bigger. I don’t let you date her because her merchant’s wife is deeply influenced by the merchant’s heavy profits, so she will inevitably lead you wrongly.”

Yang didn't want his daughter to follow Zhao Xuaner, the one who jumped the rope, to learn from her.

"I know, I have done something and not doing anything. I have never forgotten what my father taught me. I am a girl from the Song family. I should have a strong character. How can I be with villains?"

Zi Lan nodded vigorously. From the bottom of his heart, he regarded the Song couple as their own parents. It is a great blessing for him to give his wholehearted efforts to be a mother again. He should listen to his parents.

"Well, just be sure of it. I'll go to the farm for a day tomorrow and come back the next day.

That farm was bought by your parents. In your name, you will learn to be a housekeeper when you get older, including the incense shop you opened this time. It is also yours.”

Yang had already planned to save the dowry money for his daughter first and buy more industries. It doesn’t matter if his son is, can he still make money slowly?

"I gave it to me, what should I do with my brother? I heard that being an official also requires a lot of money, and people's relationships require some money.

No matter how good my brother is in school, if he thinks about his future, he always needs help from friends and relatives. He always wants a gift. Don’t forget his brother’s share.”

Zi Lan immediately raised her head, feeling moved and warm, and she could not take away all her brother's property in a noble way. When she was older, she could make incense, she was really not short of money.

Yang squinted his eyes and smiled happily, "Silly girl, our family is not the only two industries. Your father has grandfather and grandmother left many industries. I also have a dowry, so these two things are there. Your brother's one is indispensable. He is such a stupid child."

Zi Lan suddenly realized and smiled happily, snuggled in her mother's arms. She hadn't relaxed like this for a long time, reminding her of her childhood when she was a child in her previous life, and her mother hugged her and fell asleep like this. It was warm and down-to-earth. It was so nice.

After a while, she fell asleep deeply. It was rare that she had no space to work and study today. Do you have to combine work and rest? Let her be lazy.

Seeing that his daughter was asleep, Yang pulled out his hand, straightened her up, covered her with a quilt, lay down next to her, and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

After waking up, Zilan was woken up by Yang and yawned her little head bit by bit.

"Get up quickly, good boy, aren't you going to play in the village? It's delayed that the road was very hot at noon. You can go to the river to catch fish early."

Yang coaxed his daughter and pulled her up to put on her clothes. Zilan closed her eyes and stretched her arms and let her mother toss.

"Well, bring me a little net, I'm going to catch fish."

Zi Lan said when she heard this.

"good."

After washing and dressing, Zilan went to the main hall to pay tribute to the old lady.

"Hello, grandma."

"Well, I went to the farm today. Pay attention to safety when I went there. Don't go into the water. You guys are careful. If you miss it, you will peel your skin."

Mr. Yang swept around the servants in the room and spoke with warnings.

"yes."

The girls quickly bent down to respond, not daring to argue with the old marquis. Those who want to get beaten by military sticks will die.

"Grandpa, when I come back, bring you delicious food. The food from the farm is fresh. I'll catch fish for you and eat it."

Zilan climbed onto the old marquis' legs and sat on it, teasing him.

"How do you know that the farm food is delicious?"

Mr. Yang hugged Zilan and teased her.

"You forgot that my father was out, and I often played with them in the village. I also roasted wheat and cicadas, you have never eaten it."

Zi Lan tilted her head and showed off her proudly.

"Yeah! It's quite amazing."

"Of course, the wheat is very fragrant when it is cooked, and there is also red potato. The best part is the layer inside the baked skin, which is soft, glutinous and sweet, so delicious."

Zilan licked her lips and really wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes.

"Haha! OK, grandpa is waiting for your fish."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

Zi Lan patted her chest with a very heroic attitude, which made the people in the room laugh.

"My ancestor, come down and have dinner. Your grandfather is going to Nanshu. It's not delayed, so don't get in the way."

Yang quickly carried the person down. Today, my father is going to the emperor's study to discuss matters, so we can't delay the time.

"I didn't delay it. You are too slow. Grandpa, are you going to see the emperor? What does the emperor look like? Is it scary? Is it fierce?"
Chapter completed!