"He raised a large family, including his brothers and several children. He was a native of Yangcheng, a laborer. At first, he was hired by your great-grandfather to push a cart. One time, he encountered a pack of wolves while traveling at night. He rushed into the pack and escaped with your great-grandfather and grandfather on his back, regardless of being bitten by the wolves."

"He and your grandfather became sworn brothers, and your grandfather gave him three shares of Deshengchang."

"Although he accepted it, he requested that the three shares belonged to him only and that they should not be passed on to his descendants after he died, but should be returned to Deshengchang."

Speaking of this, Old Lady Fang looked at Miss Jun and sighed.

"He didn't just say that, he has been doing it for decades. A person can pretend for a while, but if he remains consistent for decades, it really is..."

It's really hard to doubt.

Miss Jun smiled.

"It doesn't really prove anything. If someone is so harsh on themselves, it could be that they are a real person, but it could also be that they have a bigger agenda," she said.

For example, King Qi.

At first, my father said that he was in poor health and was willing to give the throne to Prince Qi. As a result, Prince Qi cried and begged the emperor to let him be exiled. He left the capital overnight and did not set foot in the capital for five years.

It was because the Empress Dowager missed him and his father wrote to her repeatedly begging him to come back that he returned to the capital once, but he only stayed for a few days before leaving in a hurry.

Everyone praised him for being a dutiful person, even his father said he was too hard on himself.

But what is the result?

The harsh King Qi became the master of the capital and the master of the world when he returned for the second time ten years after leaving the capital.

He was forced into this situation helplessly, and the bad reputation was borne by his grandfather.

This is very similar to the Fang family.

In the future, when all the descendants of the Fang family die and the property falls into the hands of Song Yunping, everyone will only sigh that it was the old lady of the Fang family who committed evil and was cursed by God to have no descendants and deserved it.

Old Mrs. Fang was silent for a moment.

"What I want to say is that if he really wanted to covet Deshengchang in the past few decades, he would have had countless opportunities," she added.

Miss Jun looked at her.

"It's an opportunity, but what about the result? If he has really shown his desire over the past few decades, can he succeed?" she asked.

Old Mrs. Fang's eyes sparkled.

"Who knows? How can we know if we don't try? Just like now, he is actually trying." She said, looking at Miss Jun. "But it seems that he may not succeed."

That is, if Song Yunping had really exposed his intentions early on, he would definitely not have succeeded.

That's why Song Yunping took it step by step.

Miss Jun smiled and did not ask Mrs. Fang why she was so sure that Song Yunping would not succeed if he was exposed.

"In fact, I still don't believe it's him." Mrs. Fang said, clenching her hands on the armrest. "Unless I hear him say it with my own ears."

Miss Jun nodded.

"You will hear it," she said. "Grandma, be prepared. This battle may not be easy. After all, there are many things that many people cannot see."

Yes, I don’t know if it was done by Manager Song alone or if he had other accomplices. I don’t know how many people, openly or secretly, are waiting and setting traps for him.

They, a group of women, children, old and young, are about to face a blood feud that has accumulated for more than ten years.

Old Mrs. Fang held the armrest tightly, her expression solemn and sad.

Miss Jun thought about it.

"Whether I can live a good life depends on this one move," she added.

Hearing her talk about living a good life, Mrs. Fang couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking about the things she said after she broke off the engagement with the Ning family, they sounded childish and ridiculous at that time, but now they have all come true.

Chengyu's illness really improved, and his enemy also began to surface.

Things are getting better step by step.

The originally sad and depressed mood was dispelled by these words.

"Yes, don't worry. In order for you to have someone to rely on in the future, I will definitely be prepared to win this battle." She said with a smile.

As they walked out of Old Lady Fang's room, Liu'er, who had been waiting anxiously outside, came over to them.

Miss Jun told her that she had to submit to Old Lady Fang, so she asked Liu'er to stay outside, lest Old Lady Fang think that they, the master and the servant, were here to cause trouble.

Although Liu'er felt that the young lady was wronged, she felt relieved because Han Xin had endured the humiliation.

"Did she say anything?" Liu'er asked worriedly, "Miss, did you feel wronged? Did she hit you? Did she scold you?"

Miss Jun reached out and stroked her head.

"How could that be? How could I be wronged?" she said. "Only Liu'er was wronged."

Liu'er was a little confused.

"I haven't been wronged," she said.

You feel wronged that you are tolerated and encouraged to do evil things and be treated as a bad person.

"It's a shame that you follow me and are disliked by so many people." Miss Jun said, looking around.

Seeing her looking at her, the maids and servants around her quickly put away their dissatisfied glances and lowered their heads.

Liu'er took a quick look and immediately understood what she meant, and curled her lips in disdain.

"I don't mind if they dislike me. I don't like them," she said. "I don't care. As long as the young lady doesn't dislike me, that's all."

Miss Jun smiled.

"Then we will advance and retreat together, be hated together, and be liked together," she said.

The maid who followed Mrs. Fang's instructions had a speechless look on her face.

After all, the old lady is still tolerant of her granddaughter.

She led the way and brought Miss Jun and her servant to Madam Fang's courtyard. When they saw Miss Jun and her servant, the maids inside and outside all looked alert.

"It was the old lady who asked the young mistress to come and apologize to the mistress," said the maid.

After hearing this, the girls felt it was difficult to resist and had to report it.

Mrs. Fang made a helpless expression and then let Miss Jun in.

In order to prevent Miss Jun from being embarrassed by admitting her mistakes and begging for mercy, the maids and servants naturally retreated.

Fang Chengyu vaguely felt someone touching his forehead.

This is not a mother's hand.

He opened his eyes with a start.

The girl was leaning over and looking at him carefully.

"I didn't sleep well last night and looked uncomfortable. Zhenzhen, is Chengyu really okay..." Mrs. Fang was asking anxiously. She saw Fang Chengyu open his eyes out of the corner of her eye and was immediately overjoyed, "Chengyu, you're awake."

Fang Chengyu lowered his eyes and nodded.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?" Mrs. Fang asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Much better." Fang Chengyu said in a low voice.

The hand on the forehead was removed.

"It will take another two days." Miss Jun said, "I have already written the medicine for the next few days."

Mrs. Fang reached out and took it.

"I will cook and feed it myself," she whispered.

Miss Jun stood up and walked out without saying anything else, and Mrs. Fang followed her because she thought of something.

Fang Chengyu turned his head and saw Mrs. Fang holding Miss Jun.

"Zhenzhen, don't be angry about Lingzhi." She whispered with apology and uneasiness, "I know he did it on purpose and ended up causing this. Don't worry, he doesn't really like Lingzhi..."

Miss Jun smiled.

"Aunt, although what he did almost caused trouble, the result was not bad," she said, "he just suffered a little."

Having said this, she looked towards Fang Chengyu.

Fang Chengyu turned his head and closed his eyes.

“…But it’s a good thing for us.” said Miss Jun.

Mrs. Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then do you want to move in by force?" she asked.

It's normal for Miss Jun to do this given her personality.

Fang Chengyu opened his eyes.

"Lingzhi is still here. It's not appropriate for me to move here." Miss Jun said, "I can come here every day to serve the Madam and the Young Master."

Mrs. Fang thought about it and nodded with a smile.

"This is better," she said.

At the same time, Fang Yunxiu and her two sisters stopped outside the gate of Mrs. Fang's courtyard and looked at Liu'er who was leaning against the door and pretending to be honest.

The maid pretends to be honest outside, but does the master pretend to be honest inside?

"Why is she here? Isn't she under house arrest?" Fang Jinxiu said unhappily.

Fang Yuxiu glanced at her.

"Isn't this the same as you?" she said, and thought for a moment. "No, she's not as good as you. You ran out of the house when you were under house arrest, but she just left the yard."

Fang Yunxiu couldn't help laughing, and Fang Jinxiu glared at her.

"Now you're joking," she said. "When is this time?"

Fang Yuxiu covered her face.

"Yes." She said, looking at the gate, "She hurt Chengyu like this, and my mother can't do anything to her because of her status as an elder. She and I are of the same age, and if I beat her up, at most people will say that I am just a child. I must avenge Chengyu and my mother."

She said lifting her foot is like an inward thrust.

Fang Yunxiu was startled and tried to reach out, but Fang Jinxiu had already grabbed her.

Fang Yuxiu slowly put down her raised foot and turned to look at Fang Jinxiu.

"Why are you holding me back?" She asked in confusion, "Are you reluctant to let me go?"