In the evening, Zhulan had her maid hastily pack her luggage for the night. She needed to take quite a few things with her, as Zhulan didn't know when she would return.
Zhou Shuren, sitting to one side, said, "You don't need to bring so much, the capital lacks nothing."
Zhulan put down the clothes in her hands, "I really didn't bring much; these are all the things I'm used to using."
As she spoke, she noticed that two chests had been packed just for her belongings.
Zhou Shuren looked at his son running around on the floor, the little fellow was quite excited, "Son, why don't you stay here and keep Dad company."
Chang Zhong looked at his father in disbelief, "Dad, that's not what you said just now."
He may be young, but he's not foolish. He remembered what his dad just said; Dad had told Mom to take him with her.
Zhou Shuren teased his younger son, "Dad regrets it now."
