No one can figure it out. It was He Xianjin who needed the Chen family, not the Chen family who needed her! It was the Chen family that made He Xianjin successful, not He Xianjin who made the Chen family successful!
Everyone is drunk, only he is sober.
Just like why all men in this world love women, but he alone doesn't like pretentious women - only he can see through the truth of all things in the world and see the right path from the misty fog!
Chen Sanlang tilted his neck and wanted to say something, but when he saw Madam Qu's convinced look, he swallowed all the words, lowered his head and said obediently, "Yes, everything will be arranged by grandma."
Madam Qu patted her grandson's hand again and waited for Chen Sanlang to leave. Aunt Qu came forward to put out the incense and shook the quilt several times, wanting to say something but hesitant. Madam Qu raised her eyelids and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."
Aunt Qu said hesitantly, "They are all concubines of masters. It's okay for a third son to be a concubine. It's better to..."
Madam Qu slapped the incense burner on the table to the ground, "Nonsense! Erlang wants to marry the daughter of a wealthy family! I asked Sanlang to marry He Xianjin so that He Xianjin could continue to work in the Chen family shop! If Erlang were to marry her, would his wife be able to accept a concubine who holds power in the family's merchants? And would she be able to accept the deep affection between her husband and concubine! We are trying to marry someone high up to seek favors, not to make enemies!"
Aunt Qu didn't dare to associate He Xianjin with the noble Chen Erlang anymore, and whispered, "...Are you so sure that He Xianjin is willing to be Sanlang's little star..."
Madam Qu sneered but said nothing.
Aunt Qu lowered her head and twirled her fingers, then said, "Even the Qiao family...it's hard to explain..."
"People from the Chen family! What's the point of explaining to the Qiao family?" Mrs. Qu was in a bad mood. She was so angry that she lit up the fuse and then gradually calmed down. "I have my own arrangements for the Qiao family."
Madam Qu raised her eyelids and looked at Aunt Qu, "Just sew your mouth shut, and don't be fooled by that mother Zhang beside He Xianjin whose tongue is longer than her life!"
Aunt Qu recalled the half basket of melon seeds and salted peanuts sent by her sister-in-law and niece's mother-in-law today, and quickly shook her head and said, "I have nothing to do with her at all!"
It’s all because of my brother’s wife’s niece’s mother-in-law who betrayed the country!
Second Aunt Qu endured and held back the second half of the sentence. There was no need to tease Old Madam Qu anymore... She had already teased her enough... It was all her fault. If she had been more patient that day, there wouldn't have been all these troubles now! —— She felt that it was wrong for the old lady to be so ruthless to He Xianjin. Now it seemed that the old lady used Chen Sanlang, who was talking behind his back and whose skin was whiter and tenderer than that of a little girl, to deal with He Xianjin, which was even more of a bad move.
No matter how you look at this Sanlang who you haven't seen for a long time, there seems to be something wrong with him - you haven't even figured out his habits yet, but you're blindly treating him as a life-saving straw... No matter how anxious the old lady is, she shouldn't do such a stupid thing!
She didn't dare to say these words.
......
The next day, Madam Qu and her group left after breakfast. Chen Fu followed them and pulled Xianjin aside. "...Let that kid do what he should do. If he doesn't listen, give him a beating. If he doesn't listen, just call me, your Third Master, to come."
He is a dead bastard, who are you...
Xianjin was sincerely silent about the father's behavior of scolding his son and getting himself involved in the scolding.
Chen Fu wanted to curse at the weak and graceful Chen Sanlang, but he couldn't; then he looked at his mother who obviously had ulterior motives, and he also wanted to curse at her, but he couldn't.
He could only stamp his feet fiercely and comfort Xianjin in a muffled voice, "Jin Jie'er, don't worry, your Third Master will never let you suffer any injustice even if I risk my life!"
"What belongs to you will definitely be given to you; if someone doesn't give it to you..." Chen Fu was stuck, "I, your Third Master, will give it to you even if I steal it!"
Xianjin smiled, helped Chen Fu straighten his messy clothes, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll remember it."
After Mrs. Qu left, Chen Sanlang was left alone in the workshop. Xianjin asked Li Sanshun to take him with him. Li Sanshun held a pipe in his mouth, his lower lip twitching, "Which month is best for Shatian straw?"
The hall was full of people, and seventy or eighty waiters were standing there watching.
Wherever Chen Sanlang's eyes went, he saw fierce big muscles. His face couldn't help but blush, "Maybe, maybe the rice straw at the end of the year is fatter."
Li Sanshun knocked off the ashes from his cigarette, his eyelids rising and falling as he asked again, "Where is the bamboo curtain used for scooping paper?"
All eyes were on him.
Chen Sanlang looked up with resentment at Xianjin, who was sitting in the hall with a calm look.
This is clearly intended to embarrass him!
He went to his uncle's house when he was five or six years old, and he didn't learn anything! How could he be tortured as soon as he arrived!
"I don't... I don't know..." Chen Sanlang lowered his head to hide his resentful look, his shoulders shrunk back, and he choked up and said, "Young people are here to learn. If you know everything, then what are you here to learn?"
Zhao Dezheng hated people who didn't work seriously, so he immediately started to criticize, "I heard that Xianjin stayed up for five or six nights before going to Jing County to finish reading Tiangong Kaiwu and Papermaking Theory! Since you knew you were going to work in the workshop, you should have reviewed the boring content in these books in advance!"
Chen Sanlang glanced at Zhao Dezheng.
Where the hell did this onion come from!
Why are all the people in this workshop targeting him?
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