Chang Zhi was young and the most hopeful for achieving Xiao Sanyuan, so many people in Pingzhou City paid special attention to him. Zhou Shuren, as his father, also got his share of the heat.
Especially the neighbors who had always looked down on the Zhou family were particularly diligent in visiting, hinting in their conversations about how they educated their child.
Zhulan felt utterly delighted inside, and at the same time, she saw clearly how thick the ancient people's faces could be. They didn't mention a word about the cold reception Zhulan had received on her visits, and behaved with warmth as though they were long-time neighbors.
Zhulan certainly hadn't forgotten; when they moved in, her house was bustling with children, the noise undeniable. How could the neighbors just a wall away not hear it? They had said plenty of idle gossip about the Zhou family!
