Deliberately avoiding the father-daughter relationship is not normal.
What is even more abnormal is that Mrs. Qu lowered her attitude and allowed Chen Sanlang to work in the workshop from scratch.
Xianjin paced back and forth in the cramped courtyard, called Zhang's mother, and asked directly, "Where can I find out if I'm on the Chen family's genealogy?"
Mother Zhang was still holding a wooden bucket and a rag in her hands. When she heard Xianjin's question, she frowned and said, "I have to ask the Third Madam's Second Aunt Cuicui about this matter. The head of her family is in charge of the ancestral hall."
Xianjin nodded and said, "Mother Zhang, you are truly a middle-aged woman with the potential to be a spy."
Xianjin asked again, "I want to know one more thing, does Chen Sanlang have any engagement?"
Mother Zhang put the rag into the wooden barrel and said, "I have to ask the Fifth Aunt Honghong's aunt who is next to the Third Madam about this matter. She is in charge of what happens around the gentlemen."
The noises around him meant whether the maids had collected anything useful.
Generally speaking, before an engagement (including verbal agreement, matchmaking, written contract...), the man from a wealthy family still has to pretend to be nice and will basically not take in a maid without permission.
Once you are engaged, you can let yourself go. Even if you don't have concubines, you must have a maid to prove your masculinity.
A bunch of lousy rules that have been established.
Xianjin looks at Zhang's mother:... You are the right person for me. Your network of relationships is complicated and divided into categories. You can be said to be the evergreen tree of the Chen family and the evergreen pine of gossip.
After thinking for a while, Xianjin smiled and narrowed his eyes, and began to increase the difficulty, "Then help me ask again, how old was Chen Sanlang when he didn't wear open-crotch pants?"
Mother Zhang put down the barrel solemnly and said, "This matter is not easy to handle."
Xianjin was about to speak with a smile.
"I can only ask Aunt Qu's niece's mother-in-law about this matter."
Mother Zhang looked serious, her attitude solemn, and her words firm, "Give me two hours, and I'll give you the exact information about the crotchless pants!"
Xianjin:...
What a sacred mission...
Mother Zhang was incredibly active. She put down the rag and started running. Xianjin called a special car for her. At the cost of half a pound of melon seeds and eight ounces of salted peanuts, she got all the information in four hours of round trip.
"...After you came of age, your name was added to the family tree and enshrined in the ancestral hall." Mother Zhang rubbed her cheeks. She was cracking melon seeds with the group of women, and her mouth was crooked from cracking so much. It should be considered a work injury.
Xianjin felt relieved, but before he could let go of that breath, he brought it up again following what Zhang's mother said later.
"But two days ago, Sanlangjun came back, and the old lady took him to the ancestral hall to burn incense and kowtow. She took the family tree down from the ancestral hall. I don't know what to do with it, and it hasn't been put back yet."
Mother Zhang updated the information.
Xianjin curled up his hand and pressed his short nails into the flesh of his palm.
Mother Zhang continued, "It seems that Sanlangjun is in talks about marriage. The girl is the eldest daughter of my uncle's family. It is said that the two of them are childhood sweethearts and grew up together. Our third wife really wants to make this marriage happen. She has been exchanging silver at the bank to save up the betrothal gift for Sanlangjun!"
Xianjin breathed a sigh of relief again.
fine!
It’s not that ridiculous!
Chen Fu is her stepfather!
A squirrel is still a rat, and a stepfather is still a father!
She had reason to suspect that Madam Qu was so crazy that she and Chen Sanlang were randomly paired for the sake of the Chen family! She was just dragged to the Chen family so tightly that she couldn't crawl out even if she used all her limbs!
Incest!
This is outrageous incest!
And the most important point is that Chen Sanlang is the worst man she has ever seen. Qiao Hui, needless to say, must be a hexagonal warrior, with big chest muscles, a smart head, a deep voice, and a rude mouth;
Chen Jianfang has a rugged demeanor and a noble temperament, and his movements are like a budding straight pine tree;
Then there is the doctor Qu Qiushi who had laid his plan out in the open earlier. He is also a younger brother who is so fresh and tender that it makes people salivate.
Sanlang Chen is as thin as a pole, his face is as white as a lump of dough, his mouth is as red as if he had eaten a child, he looks like the rap member of an 18th-tier obscure boy band - he has no looks, no voice, no affinity, he can only wear a headscarf on the stage and recite poems pretending to be very handsome.
To be honest, even the burly boss Shang is more pleasing to the eye than this guy.
Even Chen Silang, a high school student with blisters on his throat, was now scared by her beating. Seeing her only fearful eyes and clear stupidity, he absolutely dared not speak to her in a hoarse voice to disgust her.
Mrs. Qu wouldn't be so stupid as to make such a match, right?
Xianjin frowned and continued to ask, "You said that the Third Madam wanted to get married, does the old lady know about this?"
Mother Zhang never made excuses when it came to her professional field. She nodded firmly, "I know! When Sanlang came back this time, the old lady also sent a pair of jade bracelets with very good water content to the Sun family. They can be used as heirlooms!"
That's not the case.
Xianjin felt relieved. Madam Qu was a little crazy, but no matter how crazy she was, she would not pair her with Zhang Sanlang - at most she would instigate Zhang Sanlang to seize power and seek profit, and divide the world with her.
Is it necessary to instigate in order to seize power and seek profit?
Zhang Sanlang sat in the hall of the small house next to the Jixi workshop that was rented for Mrs. Qu. The previous owner must have been a young wife with a keen interest in life. The four square window frames were covered with yellowed paper-cuts, some in the shape of flowers and plants, some with a fat boy paying birthday greetings, some with "abundance every year"...
Zhang Sanlang took a look at the paper-cut window decorations and sneered in his heart: They are not even as good as him, and yet they have the nerve to post them everywhere so openly.
Window grilles are not important; what is important is the power over the shop.
Zhang Sanlang leaned over and poured water for Old Madam Qu to wash her feet. He stirred it with his hand and said, "Grandma, the water is warm. Your legs and feet are not smooth. You have been sitting in the mule cart for a long time today. Soaking in water will help you sleep better."
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