Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Fu Lingzhi

Miao Ying thought about it and followed Fu Lingzhi into the room.

He was not good at comforting people, so he just watched Fu Lingzhi crying. If Fu Lingzhi didn't want to talk, there was nothing he could do. At this time, it might be better to have someone accompany her.

Fortunately, Fu Lingzhi cried for a while and then wiped away his tears. He looked at Miao Ying and said, "I'm so sorry. I'm so rude."

Miao Ying shook his head: "It's okay."

Fu Lingzhi sat on the bed, thought for a while, and said, "I am not the Fu family's biological child."

Miao Ying opened his eyes wide.

For Lingzhi, this period of time was like a dream.

Two months ago, Fu Lingyou took Fu Lingyao to Beijing. In previous years, Fu Lingyou went alone at this time, but he would come back before the Chinese New Year every year.

Just when Fu Lingzhi thought that this year was no different from previous years, the government suddenly summoned a servant in their family. No one had taken this matter seriously before, but this servant was involved in a huge secret.

The situation of the Fu family was not complicated. Master Fu had only one concubine, who was a maid who had served Master Fu since childhood. When she was raised as a concubine, Master Fu had not yet married, so Old Madam Fu decided to let her drink contraceptive soup. However, the contraceptive soup was too effective and damaged her body, so she could no longer give birth in this life.

If you can't have children, then there will be no hope in this life. So after Mrs. Fu came into the family, the aunt treated her very respectfully. Overall, the atmosphere in the Fu family is very good.

When Mrs. Fu gave birth to Fu Lingyou, the entire Fu family was on high alert. After all, this was Mr. Fu's eldest son, and the entire delivery process was strictly guarded, so the eldest young master was born smoothly.

When the second young master was born, someone took advantage of the situation and staged a substitution. Someone bribed the midwife and replaced the second young master born by Madam Fu with a little boy.

The real second son of the Fu family worked as a servant in his own home and had no chance to show up in front of his master.

Later, the real second young master discovered his identity, and after quietly collecting evidence, he exposed the matter.

The government acted swiftly and quickly found out the whole story. Aunt Li blamed Madam Fu for her own infertility. The entire mansion was on high alert for Fu Lingyou's first child, so she had no chance.

After two years of planning, she finally found the opportunity.

She watched coldly as the entire Fu family doted on the fake Fu Lingzhi, and watched the real second son of the Fu family begging for a living in the Fu family like a dog. Only then did she feel the pleasure of revenge.

After the incident was exposed, Aunt Li hanged herself in her room. All those who were involved in the incident were dealt with, except for Fu Lingzhi, who no one knew what to do with.

Mrs. Fu is ill and cannot take care of things. Mr. Fu is dealing with the matter of the second young master's return to his ancestral home and cannot take care of him for the time being, but the people under him have already started to treat him according to his status.

Mr. Fu originally wanted to keep Fu Lingzhi, after all, he was a boy and it would be over once he got married. But after seeing his own son, he finally decided to let him leave the Fu family.

Originally, he turned a blind eye and no one cared what he took away, but everyone in the mansion was eager to please the second young master, so they did not allow him to take anything with him when he left.

In the end, he only took Yoyo away.

Xing'er, who was by Fu Lingzhi's side, was a servant of the mansion, so naturally he couldn't go with him. When he left, Xing'er cried and gave him all her money, asking him to take care of himself.

Fu Lingzhi didn't know where to go, and he spent a while in a daze relying on the money given to him by Xing Ge'er.

Yesterday was the time for Fu Lingyou and his friends to go home. He wanted to take one last look at his brothers and then leave, but he didn't expect that he didn't see them and almost got into trouble.

After listening to Fu Lingzhi's fragmented account of what happened to him, Miao Ying sighed: "Master Fu, no matter what, we must move forward."

"Don't call me Master Fu anymore." Fu Lingzhi said.

In fact, he didn't even know his own last name. The only thing he knew was that he was actually the child of a servant of the Fu family.

Fu Lingzhi gave all his remaining money to Miao Ying: "Thank you for saving my life. I really have nothing left to give."

Miao Ying took his money and didn't refuse: "Then why don't you stay at home for a while, at least you can celebrate the New Year. You don't have anywhere to go anyway, right?"

Fu Lingzhi originally wanted to go south after seeing his brother and never come back. He might die on the road, or many accidents might happen, but that didn't matter anymore.

Looking at Miao Ying's eyes and thinking of the clear eyes in his family, Fu Lingzhi nodded, but then became a little worried: "Will it have any impact on your family?"

"It's okay, just say you're my distant relative." Miao Ying patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, there are no insurmountable obstacles in this world. Once you overcome them, life will be smooth sailing."

Fu Lingzhi stayed at home.

Miao Ying's home is very lively, with children coming to play every day. Especially after having a child named Yoyo, it becomes even more lively.

At first, Mantou and Wotou both took defensive stances towards Youyou. Every time they bared their teeth at Youyou, if Li Hongying caught them, she would hit them on the head.

The one who was happiest to see Yoyo was Huo Xiaobao. He was very sad when the deer was sold. Now that the deer was back, he was happier than anyone else.

After Fu Lingzhi came home, he was woken up by the sound of Huo Xiaobao reading every morning. Every time at this time, he would get up and guide him to recite.

Miao Ying had told Xiao Mu to spend time with his brother whenever he had time, so he rarely went out with Huo Xiaobao and the others, but instead stayed with Fu Lingzhi.

Because Fu Lingzhi was at home, Huo Xing was often not at home during the day and only came back at dinner time.

After Fu Lingzhi stayed, he spent a lot of time with his grandmother. He had learned needlework, so he would help his grandmother when she was doing needlework.

When he saw the patterns in the sewing basket, he was stunned. Last year, such handkerchiefs were very popular in the city, and he didn't expect to see them here again.

Miao Ying and Huo Xing came back from outside and saw Fu Lingzhi holding a handkerchief in a daze. Miao Ying went over to him and said, "I drew all these pictures."

Then he felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was the first time he met Fu Lingzhi and he took advantage of him a little.

Fu Lingzhi was not really ignorant of all the intrigues. As soon as Miao Yingyi mentioned it, he remembered how they looked when they first met. He used to not care about it, but now he was just glad that he was not unkind at that time.

The money Fu Lingzhi gave was not much, and he also saw that Miao Ying's family was not well off, so he also followed his grandmother to do needlework.

As the Chinese New Year was approaching, Ye Feng brought Erniu to the house and talked about the Spring Festival couplets for this year.

"In previous years, we always asked Master Song to write it. Who knew they were out this year?" Ye Feng looked at Erniu who was playing with Huo Xiaobao. "My family's one writes three words and two ink balls."

Miao Ying then remembered the Spring Festival couplets: "So I have no choice but to buy them?"

"Oh, it's not worth going to town or county just for a couplet. Many people have forgotten it." Ye Feng said, "My family didn't know that Master Song was out. When he came back the other day, he brought back a lot of red paper, but no one wrote on it."

"Erniu said your little treasure has good handwriting." Ye Feng said, "I brought some red paper today and asked Xiaobao to write something."

Huo Xiaobao also showed his timidity. He spread out the paper, ground some ink and started writing.

Fu Lingzhi, who was doing needlework in the room, also came out and smiled when he saw Huo Xiaobao writing. His handwriting was quite neat, but he was still young after all, and his pen strokes were not yet well developed, so it was hard to hide his childishness. However, with time, his handwriting would be able to have the style of a master.

Miao Ying didn't quite understand whether the handwriting was good or not, so he looked at Fu Lingzhi. Fu Lingzhi stretched out his hand and pointed at a few places. Huo Xiaobao suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.

Ye Feng looked at Fu Lingzhi and asked Miao Ying, "Is this your distant relative?"

Miao Ying did not reveal Fu Lingzhi's identity and nodded.

Fu Lingzhi felt nervous, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to say, "Your relative is educated and can write. Why not ask him to help write some Spring Festival couplets? We'll pay him for it."

Fu Lingzhi quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I can't write well."

Miao Ying also wanted to find something to distract him, so he pulled him over to the small table and said, "Try to write something, and we'll charge you less."

Huo Xiaobao also looked at him excitedly: "Brother, write it."

Miao Ying told the two children that they could just call Fu Lingzhi brother.

Fu Lingzhi couldn't refuse, so he could only stand beside the small table and prepare to write. People often say that they forget what to write when they pick up a pen. Although Huo Xiaobao had many sentences in his mind when he was writing, he still didn't know what to write when he wanted to write.

Huo Xiaobao leaned over and said something, and then he picked up the pen and wrote it down.

Fu Lingzhi has been learning the boudoir style since he was a child, which is actually not very suitable for using it in Spring Festival couplets as it is too delicate. However, Ye Feng and Miao Ying did not understand and kept praising him.

"You scholars are just modest, I think." Ye Feng looked at his calligraphy. "This is so well written. Come on, write a few copies for my family."

Fu Lingzhi was still trying to be modest, but Ye Feng had already laid out the papers he had brought from home: "I'll take them back and promote them for you guys. Even if I make a few cents, it's still a profit."

Miao Ying nodded: "Okay, okay."

Fu Lingzhi wrote four pairs for Ye Feng in total. Ye Feng counted on his fingers and found that when Master Song wrote Spring Festival couplets for them, it was three cents per pair. He took out twelve cents.

Fu Lingzhi refused to accept it, saying that his writing was not good and he would not accept any money.

Ye Feng didn't care. He left the money and left. Even after he left, his voice lingered in the yard: "You should take a rest. Your hands will be shaking from writing for you."

Miao Ying found a purse from the sewing basket, put the copper coins left by Ye Feng into the purse, and handed the purse to Fu Lingzhi: "Here, this is your first pot of gold!"

Fu Lingzhi looked at the small purse. In the past, these dozen copper coins seemed like dust dropped on the ground to him, but now, these dozen cents were more like the motivation for him to survive.

He is not the girl who is kept in the boudoir and just waiting to be married off. He can also make money, and it seems that his future is not so bleak anymore.