What a stupid question. He must be in excruciating pain from bleeding so much, but he doesn't want to die for nothing; his main mission isn't finished yet.
If he were to die like this, given Ning Feng'er's naive nature, she would probably be devoured alive.
Ning Hong really wanted to pat her sister's head to see if it was full of water, but seeing her worried expression, she couldn't help but feel touched. Brother Jia was right; this woman was indeed made of water.
Enough, enough. Even if she cries like Lin Daiyu, she's still his sister.
Besides, Lin Daiyu is actually quite cute.
At least they are honest and have no ill intentions.
However, his younger sister was not as insightful as Lin Daiyu.
“Brother, it doesn’t hurt.” Ning Hong forced a smile and shook her head at her. “I don’t hurt at all.”
He was actually lying.
He was in so much pain he was about to die.
It wasn't just the pain from the wound itself, but the moment the black blood gushed out that hurt even more.
But you can't say these things to Ning Feng'er.
If I told her, I'm afraid there would be rivers of blood on his side and rivers of tears on her side.
"Brother." Ning Feng'er sniffed. A beauty is a beauty. Even such a rough action looked more beautiful on her.
"You came all this way, surely you have something to ask me?"
Not wanting to see her crying anymore, Ning Hong quickly bandaged her hand and changed the subject.
"Brother, I have an idea."
Seeing Ning Hongze bandaging her wound with one hand, Ning Feng'er took the gauze and bandaged Ning Hongze herself.
What are your thoughts?
“I want to help the people in this village; I hope they can all live a good life.”
Ning Feng'er lowered her head and bandaged the wound very carefully, but it seemed that she had overdone it.
Her entire hand was almost wrapped up like a rice dumpling.
He only injured his finger, but at first glance, one might think he had broken his hand.
"That's a good idea."
Having ideas is a good thing.
Ning Hong sighed and withdrew her hand.
It's alright, this is fine too, at least we can fool the mastermind behind the scenes.
“But brother, I don’t know what to do?” Ning Feng’er frowned. “Father once said that it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. If we give them money directly, it will make them lazy. In the future, if no one gives them money, they will not be able to survive.”
“That’s absolutely right,” Ning Hong nodded in agreement. “I never expected this old man to say something so reasonable.”
Although he wasn't very good at managing the backyard, there's no doubt that with such magnanimity, it's no wonder that Jiuxiao Manor was able to develop into what it is today under his leadership.
What a pity, what a real pity.
If he had a more virtuous wife, or if he had paid more attention to his own household, the glory of Jiuxiao Manor might have continued for many more years.
At least, he can remain glorious while he is alive.
Of course, if someone dies, there's no guarantee.
The current heir to Jiuxiao Manor is his younger brother, Ning Chengze.
Ning Chengze is a narrow-minded and selfish person.
He is not a good successor.
It's a pity about the original owner.
The original owner of this body was loyal, hardworking, and diligent. If he hadn't been poisoned, he would have been the best successor in the future. What a pity.
"Brother, what should I do?"
"You can go back and think about it again? Maybe you can come up with a better solution." That would be a good thing.
Feng'er developed this personality because she was overly pampered. If she saw more and thought more, she might gradually change her tearful nature and become stronger.
"Brother, can I really do it?"
"sure."
Everyone needs to be needed. It seemed that because of this sudden sense of mission, Ning Feng'er looked even more beautiful than usual.
Her whole body shone with a luster.
Ning Hong was very satisfied with Ning Feng'er's change.
However, he still needs to go to the bookstore in the mall to see if he can find a suitable business for the development of this estate.
Ning Feng'er went back and thought about it for a day, and actually came up with a solution.
Ning Feng'er has always loved reading; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's well-read.
She had read some recipes for dyeing fabric in a book.
She thought that perhaps she could open a fabric dyeing workshop.
Moreover, many women in the village know how to weave cloth.
If they can sell their cloth, then the lives of the people in the village will naturally change.
"Being self-reliant is a good way."
Ning Hong had looked around the area near the manor. The terrain was flat, the soil was fertile, and there was plenty of rainfall, so the grains grown there were quite good.
It is very suitable for brewing rice wine.
He found some winemaking recipes in the bookstore. If he could successfully brew wine and establish a winery, he would surely be able to transform this estate.
Of course, Ning Feng'er's dyeing recipe is also good, so we can let her try it first.
Anyway, there isn't much soil in this village, but there's a lot of open space.
One weaving workshop and one brewery are enough.
Before that, however, he needed to write a letter to his adoptive father to make things clear. Otherwise, once their cloth workshop and winery were up and running, they would probably have to go to Jiuxiao Manor.
Who knows, even the management might need to be replaced.
Ning Yunxiao looked at the letter in his hand and a faint smile appeared on his face. "This kid, he even has to be wary of his own father."
"What's wrong with the young master?" Jiu Quan, Ning Yunxiao's strategist, asked with some curiosity.
He rarely saw this quiet young master write a letter to the manor lord, and the manor lord even laughed when he read it.
"Hong said that he and Feng'er wanted to open a cloth shop and a wine shop. He hoped that I could write a letter to prove that the cloth shop belonged to Feng'er and the wine shop belonged to him. What a childish temper. Doesn't he know that our Jiuxiao Manor's businesses are spread all over the world? Why would we take over their small-scale business?"
“Master, this is a good thing.”
"How so?"
"This shows that the eldest young master has no interest in inheriting the Nine Heavens Manor. Since the eldest young master has no such intention, then naturally there will be no situation in our Nine Heavens Manor where brothers fight each other over the right of succession."
Looking at the letter in his hand, Jiuquan felt a bit more favorably disposed towards this frail young master.
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