Chapter 158: The Child's Concern

"Brother Yu, this is not a joke."

"Brother Sun, I don't have time to come to your house to joke with you. This is the intention of the owner of Dongfuju. If you don't believe me, you can go to Dongfuju in person to ask."

After saying this, Shopkeeper Yu moved closer.

"Are you really willing to be someone's slave every day? I kicked your waist today, and you don't know what kind of torture you will suffer tomorrow. You are so badly injured, has the kid surnamed He come to see you? Has he sent anyone to express his condolences?"

Shopkeeper Sun was speechless.

Because there is none.

"We are already old. I remember your son is getting married soon, right? You follow He Mingkui around all day and get ordered around. Everyone in the city knows this. You can see when the time comes that there is a good girl willing to marry you."

When talking about his son, the shopkeeper Sun's face changed.

There was silence in the room for a long time. Just when the shopkeeper Yu was about to leave, the shopkeeper Sun finally spoke.

"It's probably not that easy to get to Tofukui, right? Tell me, what are the conditions?"

"It's simple. We need to mess up the oyster sauce order of Fengweilou. It would be best if Jiang Wan never wants to cooperate with Fengweilou again."

The shopkeeper Sun was delighted.

That's it? That's it? ?

It's not easy!

Judging from the way the young master drooled over Jiang Wan's aunt in Fengweilou last time, Jiang Wan must have already hated Fengweilou. She would never cooperate with Fengweilou again without her having to interfere.

But I definitely can't say this to Shopkeeper Yu.

Shopkeeper Sun looked embarrassed.

"I can only try my best."

"Then I will wait for your good news, Brother Sun."

Shopkeeper Yu looked relaxed. He left the gifts he brought with him and left Sun's house.

"Husband, do you really want to go to that Dongfuju?"

"It's hard to say, let's take it one step at a time."

He has already sent a letter to the boss. If the boss can come back to clean up the mess and drive the young boss away, he thinks Fengweilou can revive again and he can become the head shopkeeper with honor.

If the boss doesn't come back, Fengweilou will be finished. I don't have to do anything, Jiang Wan won't sign a contract with Fengweilou again. I can still use this as an excuse to go to Dongfuju.

He originally wanted to go to the Jiang family to try and negotiate, but now forget it. His back injury gave him an excuse to stay at home. When the young master remembered that the oyster sauce contract had expired, he didn't even know when it was.

Thinking about it, I’m quite looking forward to it.

Anyway, there are ways to advance or retreat, so he is not in a hurry.

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It was another ordinary day. The sun was setting and the sky was already covered with red clouds.

Jiang Wan sat on the roof and wanted to enjoy the scenery, but the voices in the yard were so funny that she couldn't calm down.

"When writing, your back should be straight and the pen should be held steady. This way... this way, you are crooked again!!"

My uncle's helpless voice came from the yard.

Today Lian Yue took his grandmother to the city to see a doctor. When it was time to get out of school, no one came to pick up Xiao Yuanzi, so his uncle brought Xiao Yuanzi here.

At this moment, I am teaching Xiao Yuanzi to dip the brush in water and write on the table.

Xiao Yuanzi is smart, but her horizontal and vertical writing is always crooked, which makes her uncle almost cry.

"Don't shake your hands. It's just a short distance away, why can't you straighten it?"

"Master... my hand doesn't seem to be my hand anymore..."

Jiang Wan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If it’s not your hand, whose hand could it be?

"Lian Feng, are you teasing me on purpose?"

Yin Huaishan remembered that when he was learning to write, he could write horizontally or vertically after two or three days, which satisfied his teacher.

This kid has been learning for several days but has not made any progress. Whenever you tell him about it, he says his hands are not obeying you.

If you hear this too many times, you won't believe it anymore.

Little Yuanzi blinked at the teacher in a cute way and lied earnestly, "Teacher, I really wasn't kidding you. My hands are just like Uncle Wu's mouth in the village, they twitch every once in a while."

Yin Huaishan: “…”

Which Uncle Wu in the village has a mouth that twitches from time to time?

Are there really such people?

No, what does the twitching mouth have to do with the hands? This kid just doesn’t want to practice calligraphy properly!

"Okay, you're such a stubborn little guy. You should write for me even if you're crooked. Write all the words I taught you before today ten times."

"Okay, Master, I am the most obedient."

Xiao Yuanzi obediently buried her head in writing.

Yin Huaishan glanced at it for a few seconds, and the next moment he was hurt by the crooked words. He turned his head away and didn't want to look at it anymore.

Yin Ning, attracted by the sound, went over to take a look. The characters were indeed crooked. But the boy made no mistakes in the strokes of each character, which showed that he was very smart and remembered the characters very well.

"An Ning, I'm going to help your mother pick out some vegetables. You stay here and watch him for a while. Write the first twenty characters of the Thousand Character Classic ten times. Not even one less character will do."

Yin Ning, who was given the task temporarily, nodded. It happened to be that her cousin didn't let her embroider at the moment and she had nothing to do. It was quite interesting to watch the little girl write.

Yin Huaishan turned around and left angrily. As soon as he left, Xiao Yuanzi's shoulders slumped and he would glance at Yin Ning from time to time.

"Write carefully. I am much stricter than the teacher."

Xiao Yuanzi immediately sat up straight and wrote his crooked words obediently.

Yin Ning read it carefully for more than ten times, and gradually noticed something wrong.

The kid just said that his hand would twitch from time to time, so his handwriting was crooked. But his handwriting was too neat, every word was bent in the same place, and even the size of the bend was exactly the same.

It's hard to believe that this was written with a twitching hand.

"Little Yuanzi, did you write the characters in a crooked shape on purpose?"

As soon as she said this, the boy's pen shook, and the words were really written crookedly.

Xiao Yuanzi didn't even dare to raise his head and continued writing stroke by stroke.

"Sister Ning, how could I lie to the Master..."

"Hmm... well, I don't know. But I know that Yuanzi is a good kid. Even if she lied, she must have had her reasons."

Xiao Yuanzi was writing without saying a word, but soon, not only the water from his writing dripped onto the table, but also his tears began to fall.

"Why are you crying?"

Yin Ning took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the boy's tears.

"If you don't want to tell me, I don't mean to force you to tell me. Don't worry, I won't tell the teacher."

Xiao Yuanzi sniffed and nodded. After wiping her tears, she picked up the pen and continued practicing calligraphy. This time, her handwriting was very beautiful.

The boy was reluctant to say, and Yin Ning didn't ask much, but she seemed to have guessed something.

It should be related to his grandmother's illness?