"Mother, my son thinks so. On the day of the wedding, I will invite my father and mother to my son's residence. In fact, my son has to do it."

"There will definitely be many people coming on my son's wedding day. Our mansion is a little smaller after all, and I'm afraid I will lose my courtesy again." Yuan Wenshu said

When Mrs. Yuan heard this, she stopped talking. She knew that this was the fact that her residence was also the residence of the ministers of the previous dynasty.

But it is not as good as the serious Youjue Home, so there will inevitably be some problems at that time, so I will not speak.

Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Yuan Wenshu knew that they agreed. The reason why he didn't say anything was because he was heartbroken.

After all, my ancestral home was confiscated and I haven't returned to my own hands now. This may be the eternal pain in my father's heart.

"Since both my father and mother agree, the son will go back to the mansion to make arrangements." After Yuan Wenshu finished speaking, he walked into his mansion.

After Yuan Wenshu arrived at the mansion, people were busy now. After all, this was the Lord’s wedding, so it was too careless.

If something goes wrong, then the lightest thing is to be a seller. After finally becoming a servant of the Marquis’ Mansion, you can’t be sold.

Seeing this, Yuan Wenshu nodded with satisfaction, and then began to prepare for his wife's betrothal gift.

This time he planned to add another 100,000 taels. The Sheng family should be a sensible person and could not have been greedy for his betrothal gift.

At most, he just passed the exam, just to give his wife a private money. What's the point? Yuan Wenshu's income is now combined with several million taels of income per year.
Chapter completed!