Chen Fu and his mother quarreled so loudly that the sky was dark and the sun and moon were shining.
From the fact that Chen Fu stole chicken wings when he was three years old, it can be seen that "this child will definitely steal chickens and dogs and do bad things in the future";
When Chen Fu was six years old and wet the bed, he was beaten and hit on the head. He continued to wet the bed for half a month, and people knew that "this child is disobedient to his elders and is unforgivable!"
Finally, when Chen Fu was twelve years old, he failed in the exam and did not even get the qualification of a student. He said, "He has done a good job in writing, but he forgot his words in the exam. This shows that he will be mediocre all his life and will definitely not achieve much!"...
Well, to be precise, it can’t be called a quarrel.
After all, quarreling is like playing table tennis, with you going back and forth, but the situation now is more like one-sided verbal bullying - Chen Fu's mother, Madam Qu, sneered and talked incessantly, but Chen Fu leaned against the vermilion pillar with a pale face, as if his neck was strangled by an invisible hand, his eyes filled with panic and collapse.
Xianjin and Manager Dong were originally like two quails with their tongues pulled out, curled up quietly in the gap.
When Xianjin turned his head and looked through the crack in the door, he happened to meet Chen Fu's helpless and frightened eyes.
Xianjin pursed his lips.
Manager Dong quickly grabbed the corner of Xianjin's clothes and said, "A loving mother teaches her child. It is a law of nature that things go against the grain. If you go, it will be a serious crime of usurpation."
Xianjin took a deep breath and raised his head, only to see Chen Laowu walking inside with his head down. He immediately took a big step forward and shouted, "Master Wu, you're back!"
There was a moment of silence in the room.
Chen Laowu paused and turned around.
Xianjin hurried forward and whispered, "...The old lady is quarreling with the third master again. You are the only elder left. Why don't you go and persuade them——"
Master Chen Wu's eyebrows moved, "Make a fuss? What are you making a fuss about?"
Xianjin smiled warmly, "The Third Master has a stubborn temper. The shop he worked so hard to build ended up being used as a gift to others. The Third Master then said a few words..."
Master Chen Wu's throat loosened for no reason: Chen Fu is definitely not a person who can hide things. Now that he has just recovered from a serious illness, his first reaction is to make a fuss about this...
The three thousand taels were finally spent wisely!
Master Chen Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you fussing about? What's the point of fussing about this? Aren't they all from the Chen family?"
For the research topic of acting as a friendly elder, Mr. Chen Wu could publish at least five articles in top journals, all of which had to be the first author. Mr. Chen Wu flicked his wide sleeves behind him and stepped calmly into this muddy water with a smile on his face.
But three quarters of an hour later, Master Chen Wu put his arm around Chen Fu's shoulders and walked out with a smile. Xian Jin was about to leave when he heard Madam Qu's low voice from the inner room: "Jin Jie'er, come in."
Jin Jie Er refused to go in...
Especially, refuse to let your child go when you are verbally bullying him unilaterally without being fully released...
"Jin Jie'er!"
Madam Qu raised her voice.
Xianjin looked at Manager Dong, who averted his gaze as if nothing had happened.
Okay, Dong Wubo, I’ll remember you!
You are such a helper who helps everyone to escape when disaster strikes!
Xianjin lowered his head and frowned as he walked into the main hall under the square patio.
Madam Qu leaned on her cane and placed one hand on the back of the chair. She looked up tiredly and pointed to the left casually, "Sit down."
Xianjin put one-third of his butt down.
Madam Qu coughed lightly.
The butt, which was in close contact with the wooden bench, was instantly broken into quarters.
"...It's been more than a year. The last time I saw you was at the Chen Family Ancestral Hall after the Chinese New Year last year."
A year's time leaves obvious marks on an old person, especially this year, as Mrs. Qu has not yet recovered from the great grief of the death of her eldest son.
It was obvious that the "Chuan" wrinkles on the old lady's forehead had deepened by three points.
Xianjin answered "yes" politely.
"You've done a good job this year. You've made tracing books, notebooks... and even opened a teahouse. The profit is no less than that of a paper shop. You even helped Li Sanshun make six-zhang paper."
Madam Qu's voice floated in her throat, and she seemed to be out of breath. "You wrote long notes every season, and handed over all the account books and banknotes. I was very pleased to see this, so I simply let you run the shop and workshop in Jing County. Go and see, is there any merchant in the world who dares to hand over the shop, manpower and money to a little girl with outsider blood?"
Xianjin raised his head slightly and said softly, "You hired me as the chief steward, so I won't take a penny except for the monthly salary. I can only do my best to repay your kindness."
Madam Qu sighed and nodded. "The word 'hire' is very accurate."
Madam Qu took the opportunity to continue, "Since it is a hiring, whether the shop is under my name or the second son's name, it actually doesn't matter to you."
Xianjin looked up at Old Madam Qu.
Did the old lady think that she was the one who instigated Chen Fu to make such a fuss?
Xianjin:......
This old lady looks down on others!
Is she the one who sowed discord?!
Besides...
——Do you need someone to sow discord between you and your son?!
How big of a misunderstanding do you have about your relationship?!
In Xianjin's original family, although his nouveau riche father was not very reasonable and his highly educated mother yearned for freedom, the couple's personalities did not get along, but their love for their children was unanimous and as heavy as Mount Tai. Therefore, although Xianjin had been bedridden since childhood, he was a child who grew up in love. He did not have the insecurity of being timid and hesitant, but on the contrary, he had the courage to move forward courageously.
So she couldn't understand why the mother-son relationship between Madam Qu and Chen Fu was so... so suffocating!
What exactly does Madam Qu want to do?
She wants her son to go up to the sky to catch the moon, or go down to the ocean to catch turtles! ?
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