Xiao Jiang Sheng seemed to have walked up to him, the little girl's voice sometimes near, sometimes far, "...Second Brother, don't be sad, this workshop didn't lose money...At first I was prepared for you to lose money, but actually it didn't, you've already done a great job..."
Really? He's great.
If you're really good, you should earn lots and lots of money, buy your sister a big house, and let her wear embroidered shoes inlaid with pearls.
He's not good. He's not a good older brother. He can't take the imperial examinations, so he can't become an official. He has no martial arts skills, no medical skills, and he's a bit stupid.
If he can't make money, he's nothing; he's someone anyone can discard.
Like a mother, kicking him to leave.
Like the aunties in the brothel, they mocked him for not being a girl, for his unrefined features, and for his inevitable starvation.
Who else is there? A barrage of ridicule, bring it on, he's not afraid, he can handle it.
"Second brother!"
"Second Brother!"
Someone was roaring in his ear, someone was sobbing softly, someone was calling out softly, someone was tugging at his clothes.
Oh, it's the eldest brother, three younger brothers, and the most well-behaved and clever younger sister.
They were by his side, calling out to his departed soul again and again, trying to revive his lost fighting spirit.
"Second brother, we're not just facing the Wang family, but also behemoths like the Fang family. We'll have to go to Fengjing sooner or later, and we'll face even more obstacles and setbacks. Are you really going to be tripped up by the mere leak of the recipe for cured meat?"
It was Xu Mo, the eldest brother, speaking in a tone of disappointment and frustration.
"Second brother, the workshop failed, but we can do other things. Next time we will be more careful in choosing people and will never be soft-hearted and sign short contracts again. We will sign long contracts, and even permanent contracts. We will definitely be able to make a comeback."
It's the third brother, Fang Heng. He seems to be in a worse situation, being hunted down by both the Fang and Wang families.
"Second brother, even if you don't make money, I'll support you. We won't starve."
It was the fourth brother, Wen Zhiyun, who had finally become a pillar of strength, despite his former humble and timid nature.
Zheng Ruqian's eyes gradually focused, and his hearing returned to normal.
Xiao Wu and his sister Jiang Sheng were holding his arms on either side, nestled close to him, like two small stoves warming his cold body in the still chilly early spring.
"Why is Second Brother suddenly silent? Has Second Brother gone mad?" Jiang Sheng sobbed softly. "Jiang Sheng doesn't want Second Brother to become mad. As long as Second Brother isn't mad, it's okay if you ruffle Jiang Sheng's hair, it's okay."
Chang Yan pursed his lips, looking up again and again, his eyes filled with worry.
Oh dear, Zheng Lao Er, you're a real scoundrel, making your family worry again.
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