Chapter 195: Too blunt

Aunt Fang jumped up in fright, patted her chest for a long time to calm down, and said with a smile: "It seems that we can't say bad things about people behind their backs. Walls have ears!"

An Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled, then she and her sister-in-law carried the plates to the main room, ignoring the resentful look from someone.

Instead, An Zhiqiu caught up and approached his wife to ask about what had just happened.

Fang Hongye naturally told him everything he knew, and the two of them kept whispering in front of him.

"Brother, sister-in-law, you don't have to talk so close, I can hear you," An Zhixia said expressionlessly, startling the pair of mandarin ducks so much that they jumped away.

"You bad girl," An Zhiqiu glared at her and blushed, but he still tried to be thick-skinned and approached his wife again, changing the subject: "Did you have fun these two days?" Fang Hongye smiled and nodded, and like a primary school student, she started reporting her work from the moment they left the house.

An Zhixia was speechless for a while, then strode away with the dishes.

After dinner, everyone was excited about the two-day tour for a while, and then went back to their rooms to take a nap. An Zhixia glanced at Fang Yuan and saw that no one else was paying attention, but he was staring at her greenly.

The corners of her lips rose slightly, and she narrowed her eyes at him and secretly hooked her finger.

Someone shuddered all over, then brushed the dust off his shoulders seriously, glanced at everyone, and then nodded slightly at her with a serious face.

This amused An Zhixia so much that she turned her back and grinned. She suddenly thought that it would be nice to have a relationship with him with the purpose of getting married. She wanted to taste the unique sweet and sour taste of this era.

After a while, An Zhixia heard a slight noise coming from the back window, so she moved a stool over and opened half of the window. Seeing Fang Yuan staring at her intently, she couldn't help but raise her hand with a flushed face to block his sight, and said fiercely: "Don't look at me!"

"Okay," Fang Yuan nodded unusually cooperatively.

An Zhixia moved her hand down, and when she saw that he really lowered his eyelids, she retracted her hand, coughed lightly, and said in a low voice, "We ran into Bai Junya at the Friendship Store today."

As soon as these three words came out, she felt Fang Yuan's body emitting a chill as solid as a substance. "She saw three children?"

"Yes, but," An Zhixia laughed sarcastically, thinking back, "Li Xi recognized her, but she didn't recognize her three biological children."

"It's normal that they didn't recognize me," Fang Yuan said calmly, "My mother has been taking care of these children since they were born. When she's happy, she'll tease them, but when she's annoyed, she'll just ignore them. Four years have passed, and with her selfish personality, I'm afraid she's long forgotten that she was once the mother of several children.

Li Xi, is he okay? He has always been sensitive, but I didn't notice anything wrong with him while we were eating."

An Zhixia briefly recounted what happened in the store, "He has grown a lot in the past year, and his psychological endurance has also improved. He is not as fragile as you think. Boys should be beaten and tough. Isn't that how people in the village raise their children?"

Fang Yuan glared at her and said, "It seems that the responsibility of raising the child will have to be shouldered by me in the future." Without waiting for her to object, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her.

"What is this?" An Zhixia's attention was diverted. She took it and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be a simple personnel file about the Fang family and the Bai family.

The Fang family was once a royal merchant in the Qing Dynasty. They had a large business. In their heyday, they owned dozens of cargo ships and a horse team of thousands of people. They were rich. The Bai family was just an ordinary merchant who depended on the Fang family. However, because their ancestors had several high-ranking officials, they regarded themselves as Confucian merchants.

The head of the Fang family made bold and decisive decisions, and led his people through the war and the change of times without any danger. It was a pity that his people were greedy and cruel. For fame and fortune, they forced the direct branch of the family into a desperate situation and divided up the few remaining connections and property.

Fang Shikun, the second son of the Fang family, Fang Huabin and Fang Huajun, two brothers from the side branch, and Yu Wenchang, a maternal family member, each occupied a large house returned by the state to the Fang family's direct branch and divided up the direct branch's property. Now they have transformed themselves into deputy managers of department stores, directors of breweries, deputy directors of paper mills, and directors of textile mills!

After the Fang family got into trouble, Bai Junya turned around and married Yu Wenchang's son. No one would believe that she had no involvement.

The Bai family has been hiding behind the Fang family and has almost safely survived the turbulent times. Now they are developing well. Inheriting the Confucian spirit of their ancestors, they occupy an important position in the Xiahua entertainment scene, and are in a position to overwhelm the Fang family.

Mr. Bai teaches calligraphy at the Imperial University, Mrs. Bai teaches history, Bai Junya's father Bai Liangxuan is the vice president of the Kyoto Calligraphy Association, and his uncle Bai Lianggui is the head of the third troupe of the Huasheng Performance Troupe. The younger generations are also rising step by step to more glamorous and enviable positions.

"You should keep this information, and it's best not to let outsiders see it," Fang Yuan instructed. "Now they are in a high position and they think they are right. They will not easily make any big moves because of their fame and wealth. Before I return to Kyoto, they should not notice you, but just in case, it won't hurt for you to know more.

On the other piece of paper are the contact information of several of my friends, but I hope I won't need to use them. Because I don't dare to trust anyone except myself. Xia Xia, I still say the same thing, don't be too impulsive, I'm afraid I'm out of reach." As he said this, he stretched out his hand to hold hers.

An Zhixia closed the window mercilessly and said, "I'm sleepy and I'm going to sleep."

"Uncle Fang just asked me to buy a train ticket back tomorrow. Are you really not going to say a few more words to me?" Fang Yuan bent his fingers and knocked slowly on the window. The sound was extremely harsh in the quiet noon.

"Stop knocking, or everyone will get up," she reluctantly opened the door a little and said unhappily, "If you have something to say, say it quickly!"

Fang Yuan chuckled: "I just like the way you say something bad but act honestly."

This sentence almost made An Zhixia jump up, but fortunately, she had more than ten years of solid acting experience and could pretend to be calm. She said with disdain, "How uneducated! Saying one thing and thinking another is such a simple word, but you have to make it look so tacky."

"Let's get down to business. As your candidate, Xia Xia, am I qualified to know who that Brother Ming is? Also, you haven't called me Brother Yuan for a long time," he pursed his lips, looking pitiful and resentful.

An Zhixia leaned against the window sill, a faint smile on her lips. She always liked to cut the Gordian knot when doing things, especially when she was annoyed by indecision and procrastination. Since she was going to try it with Fang Yuan, there was no need to keep him hanging. Of course, he also had to have a sense of crisis.

Love and marriage, like cooking, require seasonings to enhance the flavor.

"Today was the second time I met him. I only heard others call him Brother Ming. I don't even know his last name or first name."

(End of this chapter)