In the blink of an eye, the New Year arrived. The New Year at the Marquis Zhou Residence was lively. The children in each branch were gradually growing up, and the family was flourishing, with the Zhou family quickly becoming a large tree.
On the first day of the New Year, house after house came to pay their respects. Mingyun already had a son and a daughter, and Ming Teng's child was about to be born. The main house had the most thriving lineage.
When it was the second wife's turn, Zhulan said to Lady Zhao, "This year, your branch should also add to its population."
Lady Zhao beamed with joy, having married a daughter-in-law into the family. Grandchildren were not far off. "My daughter-in-law is hoping to marry her in as soon as possible."
She was completely satisfied with her daughter-in-law, and was fond of Lin Qing's devotion to her son.
Ming Rui rarely blushed, pinching his fingertips. He was also looking forward to marrying and living together.
