Wang Ling and Lady Liu arrived quickly, and despite the rush, they still managed to choose a fairly good day for the engagement ceremony.
Both parties were satisfied. Wu Yong was getting older, and Wang Ling wasn't young either, so the wedding was set for after the spring farming next year.
Zhulan breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting in the courtyard with Zhou Shuren in the evening, she looked at the nearly packed-up yard and said, "The engagement went quite smoothly."
Zhou Shuren, hearing the buzzing of mosquitoes, picked up a fan to fan Zhulan and drive away the mosquitoes, "Mm, we'll enter the capital tomorrow."
Zhulan tilted her head up to the sky, which was adorned with gorgeous colors due to dusk, "It's truly beautiful. I really don't want to leave this place."
Life in Jinzhou Province had become comfortable, and the days were rather carefree.
Zhou Shuren, "Jinzhou is indeed nice."
Zhulan turned her head, "The crabs sent by Rongchuan are also good."
