"He's coming tomorrow?"

Zhu Xingde was vague about this question.

As for whether to come or not, will you know the answer if you try it tonight?

...

It was late at night, and there were still people who made you feel awake and talking to yourself.

Mr. Zhu and Zhu Xingchang had already gone to see Duke Zhou.

Zhu Xingde sat cross-legged on the quilt, rubbing his red feet while staring at the oil lamp, and muttering to himself:

Wife, can you dream of me now? I am here, and I am on the bed with my elder brother.

What did you eat at home today?

You don't know that when I was at home in Ming Dynasty, I would have enough to eat the leftovers of vegetables tonight. My aunt ordered that she would stew all the leftovers together, just like pig food. She wouldn't make a stir-fry. It's better for my father-in-law's family to have the meals arranged by her mother-in-law and grandmother.

I'd better tell you something serious, and you'll go to bed after listening early.

Let my brother-in-law come tomorrow and take the ox cart to pull the water. Do you understand? This side is missing.

If you pull another twenty-five empty jars, you need the largest one.
Chapter completed!