Cheng Sang hadn't seen the vast sea and sky outside for a long time. She enjoyed it very much and was reluctant to leave. She bought a carriage full of things, and the carriage could hardly hold them all.
Meiji's arms were also stuffed full.
"Little bird spirit! Little bird spirit! Take it!"
Cheng Sang is still buying.
Mei Ji looked at the pile of gadgets in her arms and thought that this was more tiring than raising a child!
Give Wei Xiyue and Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu a candied haws each. They can lick ten streets without making any noise! Cheng Sang took Su Xiaoxiao's hand, pointed at the cloth on the stall and said, "Weiwei, I want to buy this!"
Su Xiaoxiao said: "I just bought this kind of material."
Cheng Sang said, "The colors are different. I think Weiwei has new clothes to wear every day!"
Most of Cheng Sang’s things were bought for Su Xiaoxiao. If Su Xiaoxiao hadn’t stopped her, I’m afraid she would have just waved her hand and taken over the entire street.
Not to mention, the Cheng family has the financial resources to do so.
However, the Cheng family’s external accounting office is currently controlled by Xie Yunhe.
Cheng Lianzhu is in charge of household supplies at his mansion, and the key to the Cheng family's warehouse was also handed over last time.
All the large income from the shop rents outside was handled by Xie Yunhe alone.
Recently, Uncle Quan has been trying hard to take back the power that was taken away by Xie Yunhe. However, he is just a manager. Unless Cheng Sang comes forward in person, he will not be able to suppress some ungrateful people who have been fattened by Xie Yunhe.
"mother."
Su Xiaoxiao called Cheng Sang.
Cheng Sang turned his head and looked at her: "What's wrong, Weiwei?"
Su Xiaoxiao said softly: "It's getting late, we should go back."
Cheng Sang pouted: "But I haven't had enough fun yet."
Su Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "You have to take medicine on time to get better. If you want to play, I'll accompany you next time."
Cheng Sang didn't react to the first sentence, but the second sentence successfully piqued Cheng Sang's interest.
Cheng Sang looked into Su Xiaoxiao's eyes seriously and asked, "Weiwei, will you accompany me next time?"
Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "Okay, I'll go out with you."
Cheng Sang successfully got the guarantee and said contentedly, "Okay, let's go home first!"
Su Xiaoxiao: Why do I feel like I’ve been tricked?
The flower hall in the Cheng family's outer residence, which was specially used to receive guests, was now filled with the elders and clan members of the Cheng family who were invited by Xie Yunhe.
The Cheng family is a large family, with the main branch being the lineage of Old Master Cheng, and the rest can only be considered side branches.
But even if it is a side branch, it was separated from the direct line several generations ago and has considerable say in the Cheng family.
A man in his fifties asked an old man sitting at the lower left: "Uncle San, do you know why Yunhe called us here?"
Third Uncle folded his hands on the handle of his walking stick, slowly opened his drooping old eyelids, and glanced at him.
The man pointed at himself and said, "I'm Rong An, do you remember me?"
My third uncle is old, and he can hardly remember some of the younger generations who don’t visit him often.
Cheng Rongan said: "When I was a kid, I once burned your crotch!"
Third uncle's face darkened: "It's you, you bastard..."
"Hehe." Cheng Rong'an asked, "I was ignorant when I was young, and I caused you trouble. You are a magnanimous person, so don't bother with the younger generation. Among the uncles, there are only you and the sixth uncle left. Yunhe must have told you something, right? What is it?"
A middle-aged man of the same generation as Cheng Rongan said, "Yes, Third Uncle, you are in such a hurry to call all of us here. Is there something big happening in the master's family again?"
Third Uncle closed his eyes and said, "You will know in a moment."
Seeing that Third Uncle refused to speak, the people surrounding him also lost their temper.
It was not until dusk that the last elder arrived, and then Xie Yunhe, the Saint Girl, and Cheng Lian came late.
Cheng Lian is a concubine's daughter, so it is not her turn to be present at clan meetings.
However, there was news recently that Cheng Sang had recovered, and everyone couldn't help but look forward to Cheng Sang's arrival.
Cheng Lian felt indignant when she saw everyone looking behind her, but her face remained gentle and generous as always.
Since this was a family matter, the saint did not consider herself to be in a high position. She sat at the lower right, leaving the two main seats to Xie Yunhe and Cheng Lian.
After the two sat down, some were surprised while others were used to it.
After all, for the past thirty years, they have been the two of them in the dominant position.
Cheng Rongan spoke up: "Yunhe, I wonder why you called us here this time?"
Xie Yunhe said: "The Saint has something important to announce to everyone."
Everyone looked towards the Saint.
The Saint said, "It's about the Cheng family's orthodoxy."
"IMHO."
A man in his early forties from the Cheng family interrupted the saint's words. His name was Cheng Rui, and he was a descendant of Old Master Cheng's cousin.
According to seniority, the saint should call him uncle.
"I wonder what Uncle Rui wants to say?" asked the saint.
Cheng Rui said: "Since it is related to the orthodoxy of the Cheng family, shouldn't we invite the head of the Cheng Sang family as well?"
Xie Yunhe and Cheng Lian had been planning for thirty years, and more than half of the people in the clan had been bribed by them. Cheng Rui was one of the few who was loyal only to Cheng Sang.
The man next to him said, "Brother Rui, the head of the Chengsang family has been crazy for many years."
Cheng Rui sneered: "Brother Fu, haven't you heard that the head of the Cheng Sang family has already recovered?"
Cheng Fu stroked his goatee and said, "Is this true? Could it be that... calling all of us here tonight is to announce the news that Patriarch Cheng Sang has recovered?"
The saint stood up slowly.
"Whether she is cured or not, everyone will make a judgment when they see my aunt. But what I want to announce today is not my aunt's illness.
"You should have heard that a little girl came to the Cheng family to seek shelter. She claimed to be my aunt's granddaughter and even took out a token that was buried with my aunt's biological daughter. My aunt was deceived by her and mistakenly took her as her own flesh and blood."
Some news is one thing when heard from others, but it is another thing when announced publicly by the Saint.
"I have heard of this little girl. Patriarch Cheng Sang even passed the Patriarch Order to her."
"Didn't the Patriarch's Order be lost?"
"That's what Yun He said... Was it lost, or was it that Patriarch Cheng Sang refused to give it to Yun He..."
Cheng Lian said hurriedly, "My sister's madness has not been cured yet. It was that girl who found the family master's order herself. We never dared to touch my sister's things. We have been working hard to cure my sister's madness, hoping to regain control of the Cheng family after she recovers. We never intended to take the family master's order from the beginning. Who would have thought... our actions would allow an outsider to take advantage of it!"
This statement is so flawless that it is impossible to refute it.
Cheng Rui said, "Saintess, you said she was a liar, do you have any evidence? You said that the Cheng Sang family head gave birth to a stillborn baby, and we didn't even see the child's body. I'm not questioning whether you did anything, I'm just thinking, if God is merciful and really let that poor child be saved, it's not impossible, isn't it?"
The Saint said solemnly, "You are right. In order to verify her identity, I decided to use Gu for her and the aunt. I specially called the elders and uncles to come here so that everyone can be witnesses on the spot!"
"What testimony?"
Su Xiaoxiao walked in.
Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on her.
She was a young girl with an ordinary look, and her facial features had nothing in common with those of the Cheng family.
Only those eyes seemed familiar, reminding people of Cheng Sang when he was young.
I spent the entire Spring Festival typing intensively. I didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala, didn't go to pay New Year's greetings, and also postponed my travel.
Where can I find such a diligent Fang Fangzai? Are you sure you don’t want to vote for me for the last monthly ticket?
(End of this chapter)