Lady Zhao was an expert at making clothes, and she could tell just by holding it that the bundle in her arms was clothing. Clutching the bundle tightly, her heart swelled because she guessed what it was.
Lady Zhao's voice was somewhat nasal, "Mother."
Zhulan gestured for the second son to take Lady Zhao back, "You've been busy all day, Mother should rest now, you all go back as well!"
Lady Zhao held the bundle tightly, "Mother, we're going back first."
Zhulan, "Mmm."
Once the two of them had left, Zhulan let out a breath and said to Zhou Shuren, "The last major task in our old home is done, and tomorrow we can start packing for Pingzhou at ease."
Zhou Shuren pulled Zhulan down to lie with him, "You've worked hard all day today, let me massage your back for you, I saw you rubbing your shoulders from time to time."
