Xianjin comes from the modern era, and he doesn't have a very strong belief in clan.

Even towards those "relatives" who repeatedly mocked her nouveau riche father at the dinner table in her previous life for raising a tuberculotic daughter who "can't even run", her father always believed in the "three no principles": "ignore, don't compromise, and don't tolerate."

Gossiping women kept talking nonsense, so his father used the same method to fight back. Not only did he keep talking nonsense, but he also kept nagging him tirelessly, which made him angry. In the middle of the night, he got up in anger and called someone, "No, you talked nonsense about my daughter, are you sick?"

After doing this two or three times, the gossipy relatives would just run away when they saw their family shut up, and there were no more weird relatives who dared to gossip about them in front of them. Naturally, they enjoyed every New Year's Eve dinner very much.

Very refreshing.

However, this comfort was thwarted by Chen Jianfang.

Xianjin pursed his lips and his eyes fell on Chen Jianfang's long, strong hands with distinct knuckles that were pinching his nose.

Young man, maybe you will hold the pen for a long time.

Just looking at the hands, the veins on the back of the hands are prominent, and the fingers are long and straight, but at a glance, you can get a feeling of vigor and loneliness.

Xianjin's throat moved, he swallowed, and shook his head fiercely in his heart.

Focus! Girl!

Today's clans...are quite different from the modern concept of relatives where people would overturn the table at the slightest disagreement and never have anything to do with weird relatives again.

For the ancients, clan was the root.

It is the confidence that gives the tree its extension outward, upward and toward the sky.

People without a sect are like duckweed on the water. They will drift with the current when blown and will never be able to reach the shore.

Especially Chen Jianfang.

He, and even his father, went to school since childhood, paid tuition, received gifts from teachers, and even a pen and a piece of ink... were all paid for by the Chen family.

It’s not Madam Qu, it’s not his father, it’s the entire Chen family.

The entire Chen family tacitly agreed to allocate all resources, money, and power to the eldest branch as much as possible, and transferred as much as possible to the eldest branch during sacrifices, division of property, and division of benefits.

Similarly, the eldest son of the family who receives support will lead the entire family to achieve a leap forward with the utmost effort.

Chen Fu's brother and Hope's father achieved his goal.

But halfway through the flight, it fell down.

I have to start flying again.

Chen Jianfang is the wings.

A wing cannot choose which feather to discard.

Xianjin swallowed what he wanted to say, shrank his shoulders dejectedly, and waved his hands randomly.

This is his responsibility. It is better for him to take it on himself than to push it away without any responsibility.

Xian Jin Gang wanted to speak, but heard Chen Jianfang say, "The Zhang family is planning to spend 2,000 silver to marry a daughter-in-law, so we must take 1,000 silver as a dowry. If others are sincere, we are also sincere. I will write a letter to my grandmother to explain the situation..."

Xianjin nodded.

If the Star of Hope is willing to come forward, Zuo Niang's dowry will at least not bring shame to the Zhang family.

Whether the Zhang family needs it or not is one thing.

Whether Zuo Niang had it or not is another matter.

Xianjin smiled, looking nonchalant, "Mother Zuo is lucky to have you, her second brother, helping her wholeheartedly."

Chen Jian was just looking down at the gift box and gift list sent by the Zhang family. Without thinking, he said casually, "When you get married, Third Uncle will empty his pockets."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had just said something wrong.

Chen Jianfang pursed her lips and flipped through the gift list with a "swish" sound.

Xianjin didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and said with a smile, "The Third Master agreed that I won't get married easily."

Chen Jianfang silently repeated to himself three times: Talking about marriage with a little girl is a transgression, talking about marriage with a little girl is a transgression, talking about marriage with a little girl is a transgression...

However, after hearing Xianjin's words, Chen Jianfang was obviously stunned. He then put down the gift list in his hand, raised his head and frowned, "What did you say?"

Xianjin thought he didn't hear clearly, so he took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his voice, "I'm telling you! If the Third Master agrees, I don't have to get married!"

Chen Jianfang is almost going deaf.

How come this girl is so full of energy!

It sounds like he's going to go up the mountain to fight a tiger the next moment.

Chen Jianfang rubbed his ears silently and shook his head.

It’s not that I didn’t hear clearly, it’s that I didn’t understand.

Xianjin reacted and said, "Marriage... is optional. I have a job - I am the chief shopkeeper and accountant. The Chen family gives me a monthly salary of 20 taels, which is not less than that of the proper girls and young masters in the family!"

That’s true.

Chen Jianfang only received twelve taels of silver a month, plus the rice and silk given by the government every month because of his achievement in the imperial examination, which amounted to no more than fifteen taels of silver.

Xianjin's monthly salary is indeed higher than his.

Chen Jianfang nodded thoughtfully.

Xianjin continued, "Moreover, the Chen family also promised to rent me a small courtyard with two entrances for me to live in alone, and to provide me with maids, old women, ox carts and mules."

Chen Jianfang frowned subconsciously, "Little girl, how can you live alone? People come and go, even in a peaceful and prosperous era, you should be on guard."

Xianjin nodded and said, "So, I didn't move out. Instead, I deducted two taels of silver from my monthly allowance and gave it to Aunt Zhang as my rent."

Chen Jianfang was stunned.

This was the first time he heard this statement.

"How can you do this!" Chen Jianfang thought it was a bit absurd. "Regardless of the fact that you are the daughter that the Third Master has acknowledged in black and white, just looking at you as an orphan, the Chen family only provides you with a place to shelter from the rain and shade. How can we take money from you for this?"

Xianjin stretched out a finger and waved it solemnly in front of Chen Jianfang, "Not to mention a daughter, but not an orphan. On this issue, to the Chen family, my identity is just a clerk - at most, this clerk has a greater role and a higher salary."

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