Chen Jianfang smiled for the first time since his father passed away.
The shadow of his father's death shrouded him for a long time. To him, his father was a teacher, a friend and a mentor. He was a very warm ray of light in his long and boring school life. People around him said that the eldest grandson of the Chen family was steady and peaceful, with a clear mind, mature beyond his years, and acted like an old-fashioned gentleman.
Only his father would hang a tiger sachet on him during the Dragon Boat Festival, force him to drink a mouthful of realgar wine, and wait patiently to watch his expression when he was irritated by the wine, euphemistically saying, "My husband is mature and never smiles, the sachet is wrapped in colorful silk, and he treats my son as a scholar, while I treat my son as a child."
Others naturally thought that he was young and introverted, only his father...
Only the father treats him as a child.
"... He doesn't look like he comes from a merchant family, but more like a young master from a marquisate family."
Occasionally, he heard the comments of the doctors at the Imperial Academy about himself and sneered in his heart, not taking them seriously.
He never felt sad because of his merchant family background, nor did he envy his classmates who came from wealthy families.
It was because of his father, because his father allowed him to come to terms with his background smoothly and harmoniously, allowed him to start his life neither arrogantly nor humbly, neither hurriedly nor slowly, and made him understand that even if the whole family put the burden on his shoulders, there would always be someone to hold up a shield for him who could tolerate his mischief, unruliness and allow him to maintain his own identity.
When the entire Chen family was gloomy because of their father's death and the loss of the protection of officialdom, and when his mother was sad and anxious because his father died young at the age of only a sixth-rank official, perhaps he was the only one who was completely and thoroughly sad because of his father's departure.
No one understood him.
Chen Jianfang gently raised his head, his throat moving slightly, and he chewed the grief and helplessness that was surging in his heart again, swallowed it all, and turned his gaze to the little girl who had just spoken in an exaggerated tone and with a rich expression.
The little girl was beaming with joy, and although she was clearly complaining, she acted as if she was sighing and lamenting.
Chen Jianfang felt like laughing for some reason.
"You...what do you mean!" Master Chen Liu's face flushed, his beard flew up to the corners of his eyes. He pointed at Xianjin, but turned to Madam Qu to plead, "Sister-in-law, you know! There are at least 80 paper-making companies in Jing County, if not a hundred! How can a business not owe foreign debts? If we really want to settle every debt, how can our workshop survive? Will we still pay the wages of the guys?"
Master Chen Liu slapped the table with his hand, "Sister-in-law, if you don't trust your brother, just say it! You sent the third son here to help your son, and you should do that!"
His index finger was about to poke into Xianjin's face. "But what's going on? They sent a weird accountant? And a little girl? As soon as she came, she closed the account books and settled all the foreign debts. She also... even went to Qingcheng Mountain Court to set up a stall? What kind of shitty bags are they selling! You don't know, when my colleagues told me about this, I was so embarrassed!"
"Our Chen family has been in the paper industry for at least two or three generations! Our grandfathers have been making Xuan paper. What is Xuan paper? It is a precious thing for scholars! She is going to set up a stall!"
At the end of his speech, Master Chen Liu gritted his teeth and poked Xianjin's left cheek with his finger.
The force was so strong that several red marks were left after a while.
Chen Jianfang frowned and said, "Sixth Grandpa, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xianjin dodged by turning her head away, and slapped the back of Master Chen Liu's hand with a "pa" sound. She stood up suddenly with her hands on the table. The girl's movements were smooth and her slender body burst out with strength that was disproportionate to her.
Chen Silang shrank back reflexively.
Patients with congenital heart disease usually need to be calm and slow, but now she is no longer that sickly person!
Just kidding! She can now move a piece of paper in one breath. She does a piece of Ba Duan Jin and a cup of wolfberry and red date tea every morning. She also eats a bowl of Tremella soup with two egg custards at noon. She also does three minutes of plank support at night. She goes to bed early and gets up early every day. Her lifestyle is comparable to that of a diving athlete!
What for?
Isn’t it just for the purpose of keeping fit and making money so you can spend it long life?
How does the saying go? Take a step back, breast nodules, endure for a while, uterine fibroids. For people like her who have been picked up for nothing all their lives, generally, if there is a grudge, it must be avenged on the spot, if there is a grievance, it must be settled on the spot. If you endure it, you will get angrier and angrier, and if you take a step back, you will retreat further away!
It's time for you to see the power of the special forces health girl!
Xianjin slammed the table louder than Master Chen Liu, and raised his hand -
"Jin Jie'er——"
"Jin Jie'er——"
Two voices intertwined to stop her.
Old Madam Qu and Chen Fu, who had rushed back from Tianxiang Tower, spoke at the same time.
Madam Qu raised her eyes and saw that her youngest son had washed away the decadence and absurdity of his beloved concubine's death after leaving her for more than half a month. His face looked rounder and he looked more energetic. She nodded secretly and looked away. She frowned and accused Master Chen Liu disapprovingly, "Old Six, why are you talking to a little girl during the New Year? You are already old enough to know your destiny. You got up early to welcome the guests and you are tired. You should take care of yourself and rest your body."
He turned around and told Qu Erniang, "Send two boxes of ginseng to Uncle Six. Make sure you eat them well. Send more from Xuancheng next time."
Master Chen Liu turned his eyes away in anger, giving Madam Qu enough face.
Madam Qu gave Xianjin another fifty lashes of the cane, implying something, "Harmony is the most important thing in doing business. How can a young girl manage a workshop in the future if she is so ill-tempered?"
Xianjin's heart moved, he looked at Old Madam Qu and pursed his lips.
Chen Fu rushed in angrily and was about to say something, but saw Xianjin gently shaking his head at him.
Just let it go like that?
Chen Fu held two jars of wine in his hands, standing there in confusion, deeply regretting that he had come back too late and missed the chance to go crazy in front of his mother with a clear conscience.
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