Naturally, Manager Gao also told Old Madam Fang about this matter. After all, it was Old Madam Fang who asked him to accompany Miss Jun to make lanterns, and he had to report it after the Lantern Festival.

When she heard the senior manager say that someone had lit the lanterns and won five thousand taels, Mrs. Fang just smiled and looked as if she had known this would happen.

Her opinion was the same as that of the senior official. Jun Zhenzhen did this just to gain fame. She acted generously and behaved elegantly to wipe out her previous bad reputation.

"Miss Jun is very easygoing and can let go of things easily." The senior manager said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Fang sneered.

"She didn't make it public just because she was afraid of losing face. How could she be so carefree?" she said. "She didn't think it was that easy. There are so many capable people in the world. She is just a nobody."

"Mother, mother." Mrs. Fang came in quickly from outside, her face full of joy, "Chengyu ate half an extra bowl of rice."

In this family, a 14-year-old boy eating half a bowl of rice is considered a joyous event for everyone. It's both ridiculous and pitiful.

The senior manager sighed inwardly, but then he smiled and looked as happy as Mrs. Fang.

Old Mrs. Fang's face was also happy, but it was stiff again.

Because there were outsiders present, Mrs. Fang didn't say some things, but Mrs. Fang knew what she actually wanted to say was, Mother, after taking Jun Zhenzhen's medicine, Chengyu ate half a bowl of rice more.

In the past few days, Fang Chengyu's medicine has been supplemented with the medicine prepared by Jun Zhenzhen. Last night, Fang Chengyu was not only energetic enough to watch the lanterns for half a day, but he was even able to eat today. You know, he would feel exhausted if he said a few more words at home before, because he took a lot of medicine and hardly ate his daily meals.

They knew Fang Chengyu's illness very well, so the doctors they had consulted over the years had all prescribed symptomatic detoxification, but none of the doctors' medicines could achieve such an effect.

Could it be that the Jun family really has a secret recipe or some miraculous medicine?

I just said how much Jun Zhenzhen weighed. Now she had to think about it.

The senior management took their leave, and Mrs. Fang heard what Mrs. Fang had said about Jun Zhenzhen's lantern worth five thousand taels.

"This is a good thing after all," said Mrs. Fang. "It's better for a person to want a good reputation than for her not to have a reputation before."

That's true.

Old Mrs. Fang smiled, but her expression became solemn again when she thought of a guess.

"Is it possible that the person who poisoned her gave her a way to detoxify her, helping her to do this?" she said.

It is really hard to understand that Jun Zhenzhen can solve the poison that so many people have been unable to solve for so many years.

"Mother, our people have been watching her the whole time. No suspicious outsiders have contacted her, let alone spoken to her alone." Mrs. Fang said.

"What if it's during the comfort?" said Mrs. Fang.

Then I really don’t know.

If this is true, it can only be said that the other party took too long to prepare.

"Long. Counting from the time of the old man, it is indeed very long." Old Mrs. Fang murmured.

Mrs. Fang's eyebrows jumped.

"Mother, do you believe what she said, that father and grandfather were also murdered?" she whispered.

Old Mrs. Fang was silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said. "I don't know anything now."

The life and future that I thought I had under my control were now disrupted by Jun Zhenzhen. Many things became uncertain.

Mrs. Fang was also silent for a moment.

"I'm not sure either, but there's one thing I'm sure of." She said with an extremely determined, even crazy look, "I want Chengyu to be alive."

If Chengyu could live, she would give it to anyone no matter what they wanted.

…

"How are you today, little brother?"

Fang Jinxiu stepped into Fang Yuxiu's room and said.

"Let's go to his place."

Because the family had not watched the Lantern Festival together for nearly ten years, they had a lot more topics to talk about with their younger brother, so they often went to Fang Chengyu's place during the first month of the year.

Or maybe they feel that they don’t have much time to spend together.

Fang Chengyu was born in March. He will be fourteen this year. The doctor said he will not live past fifteen. That means he only has one year to live.

"The girls said that Jun Zhenzhen went to stay with my younger brother." Fang Yuxiu said.

Fang Jinxiu was startled for a moment, then raised her brows.

"What's she doing there?" she said, her face full of alarm.

"I don't know. My grandmother and mother took her there." Fang Yuxiu said thoughtfully, "Chengyu has been feeling much better recently."

"So she's going to make me angry again?" Fang Jinxiu said angrily, turning around and leaving, "I'll go take a look."

"Third sister." Fang Yunxiu called hurriedly.

Fang Jinxiu has already run out.

Miss Jun sat in front of Fang Chengyu, examining his face.

They sat very close to each other, but Fang Chengyu did not feel uncomfortable because of this and always had a smile on his face.

"Am I good-looking?" he even asked.

"Chengyu, stop making trouble." Mrs. Fang said softly.

"Mother, a lot of people on the street praised me for my beauty that day." Fang Chengyu said with a bit of shyness, "I thought it was true."

Who can be harsh on a child who has been isolated from the world for so many years before appearing in public and then being praised so much?

He cares about those compliments and hopes that they are true. There is nothing wrong with that. It is human nature and not nonsense or sarcasm.

Mrs. Fang looked at him with a softer expression.

"Of course it's true." She said firmly and looked at Miss Jun again.

She didn't need to ask with her eyes, Miss Jun had already smiled.

"My cousin is very handsome," she said, her voice serious without the slightest hint of perfunctoriness.

Fang Chengyu smiled and nodded.

"My cousin is also very beautiful," he said.

Beauty or ugliness is irrelevant in the face of life, and Old Mrs. Fang is not interested in listening to this.

"Zhenzhen, how long do I have to take this medicine?" she asked anxiously.

Miss Jun turned around and glanced at the bowl of medicine on the table, which gave off a strong smell.

"Take it until you get married," she said, "and increase the dose by half."

"Do you want more?" asked Mrs. Fang.

This medicine tastes really bad. She tasted it secretly and found it tasted worse than all the medicines Chengyu had taken over the years combined.

"Of course." Miss Jun said, smiling at the boy sitting in the wheelchair, her eyes moving over him, "This way you will have more strength after getting married."

Only after getting married will you have strength?

What strength do you have?

Old Madam Fang and First Madam Fang were stunned. Although they had both lost their husbands, they were both married and naturally knew what to do after marriage.

That thing does require some effort.

Although they are already old, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law couldn't help but blushing slightly when this thought flashed through their minds.

Fang Jinxiu, who just happened to hear these words when she reached the door and saw Miss Jun looking at Fang Chengyu, became so angry that her face turned red.

Although she had not yet married, she had always been brave and had peeked at some inappropriate books, so she had a vague understanding of some things.

"Jun Zhenzhen." She spat, "You are so shameless."

Miss Jun frowned in confusion at being scolded. She glanced at the women from the three generations of the Fang family in the room. When she saw their embarrassed and shy expressions, she suddenly understood.

She was married, but she didn't think about this.

Miss Jun's gaze fell on the unmarried Fang Jinxiu and she frowned slightly.

"You are the shameless one," she said.

…

No matter how shameless she was, no matter how angry Fang Jinxiu was, she could not stop the end of the first month and the arrival of February.

Although it is still Chinese New Year before February 2, the Fang family no longer has the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. It is replaced by another kind of joy.

The wedding day of Master Fang and Miss Jun finally arrived.

Mrs. Ning, who was flipping through the almanac at Beiliuning's house, also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ms. Jun will become a wife of the Fang family tomorrow," she said, "another girl has grown up."