Wang Da and Wang Er looked at each other, picked up the silver ingots on the ground, and hid them with their hands clasped together.
Chen Fu was so angry when he saw the two brothers behaving like this that he almost died.
How can someone sell girls so smoothly?
Chen Fu waved his sleeves, looked around, and shouted, "You are bullying people! You are bullying men and women! You are selling your daughter for fame! If you do this again, the Chen family will never buy a single blade of grass or a single tree from you! The Chen family has always been loyal and honest, and we look down on those who are cunning and vicious!"
Chen Fu was still not satisfied, so he smacked the ground to make his position clear.
Xianjin hooked his arm around Madam Wang's shoulder and walked towards the mule cart. The rest of the chores such as collecting grass, transferring the household registration, paying the deposit, etc. were all left for Manager Dong to handle. Chen Fu was still angry until he got on the mule cart.
It's true energy.
In this cold winter, Xianjin saw smoke coming out of Chen Fu's head.
"...Ai Niang said that the world is quite difficult for women, but I didn't agree. The Chen family is headed by my mother, who has always been fair and just, and has never beaten or scolded the servants in the family. I didn't know that there were such absurd things in the village where my Chen family purchased raw materials?"
Chen Fu shook his head, and the heat on his head moved.
Xianjin was about to speak, but heard the pale-faced Wang Niangzi laughing miserably, "My case is nothing, I will be fine after two beatings. Wang Wu Niang in the village is more miserable. Her parents first married her to a sixty-year-old man, and she got two pieces of cloth, which she used to make two sets of clothes for her brother to take the imperial examination. Later, the old man died, and her parents married her to the old man's blind nephew again. This time, she got two chickens and six ducks. The chickens and ducks were given to her brother's teacher as tuition... cough cough... Later, our village called her brother 'Six Duck Scholar'..."
A bit of black humor...
Xianjin couldn't laugh.
What if she traveled through time and space and became Wang Wu Niang?
So what if she can do accounting, sell paper, and write?
Maybe, we can hire two more ducks?
Become the sister of "Eight Duck Scholar"?
Xianjin was in a bad mood the whole afternoon. He drove the mule cart into Shuixi Street. He heard the hustle and bustle outside the window and the sound of firecrackers.
Chen Fu lifted the car curtain and looked out.
Seven or eight horse-drawn carriages were parked in front of the Chen family's old house, a dozen boxes and cages were piled on the ground, servants and maids were coming and going, and the festive New Year atmosphere was everywhere.
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