After dinner, Ming Teng listlessly followed his elder brother back to their room, his wrist aching from the lengthy time spent tracing embroidery patterns.
Zhulan had finished laying out the bedding when Zhou Shuren entered the room. Zhulan expressed her surprise, "Why have you returned so early? I thought you and the boys would chat for at least half an hour!"
Zhou Shuren began changing his clothes, "There wasn't much to talk about. Most matters in Pingzhou, they are not yet aware of, and nothing much has happened at home in the last two months. Our conversation was over in a sentence. As for the schoolwork of a few children at the academy, I can test them at home when I have time in the future."
Zhulan asked curiously, "How did your sons spend the Silver Coin you left as a test when you left?"
Zhou Shuren, now dressed, suggested, "Let's wash up first, and then I'll tell you all about it slowly."
Supressing her curiosity, Zhulan agreed, "Alright."
