When Wan Fugui heard his father deny him, he immediately retorted unhappily, "Dad, I am still your only son. Can you have some faith in me? It's just a few shops. If I really want to manage them, it's not difficult at all."
Wan Fugui may seem to be bragging, but An Yuan'er knows that he actually has the ability.
Even the finest rough jade still requires careful carving.
“Uncle Wan, I will take Wan Fugui to Shengjing and find him the best teachers to teach him. I will also give him opportunities to gain experience. He will definitely be able to handle the tasks assigned to him. Please give me a chance, and give Fugui a chance too.”
“If Wan Fugui stays here forever, at best he will only ever be a spoiled landowner who inherits the family business. But once he leaves here, he will have many more possibilities and will be able to better utilize his strengths.”
An Yuan'er's words struck a nerve with Wan Fugui.
The young man was ambitious and restless, unwilling to spend his life in the mountains. He patted his chest, his blood boiling, and said, "Father, please grant the little fairy's request. I also want to go out and see the world. I've been living in these mountains for so long, I'm tired of seeing every blade of grass and every tree, and I'm tired of seeing every person here. What is the outside world like? I want to see it."
Young people with lofty ambitions and lofty aspirations are boundless between heaven and earth, unwilling to be confined to a small corner of the world.
Despite Wan Sanliang's many worries about his son—this mischievous boy, relying on his cleverness and fearlessness—how could a father not be concerned? However, rather than clipping his wings, it was better to bravely let him fly, allowing him to experience a few failures and setbacks, which would also temper his character.
Finally, after reaching an agreement on food supply, Wan Sanliang relented: "Miss An, my youngest son is unruly, and I will have to trouble you to be more tolerant of him in the future."
An Yuan'er nodded: "Uncle An, don't worry, I treat Fugui as my younger brother and will definitely raise him well."
Wan Fugui said discontentedly from the side, "I'm only a year younger than you, I don't acknowledge this younger brother. In the future, it's uncertain who will take care of whom!" Wan Fugui turned his head away arrogantly.
*
An Yuan'er had a very fruitful day. Not only did she secure a good deal on the food supply, but she also gained something else: finding Wan Fugui so quickly was an unexpected surprise.
When they came out, Wan Sanliang took An Yuan'er to the main road. There was no mud along the way, and An Yuan'er reached the exit smoothly and met up with Guo Guo.
When they heard that Fugui was leaving, all the girls in the village came to say goodbye to him, crying their eyes out.
"Brother Fugui, I'll miss you when you're not around anymore." Chunhua wiped away her tears.
"And me, Brother Fugui, I love you. Xia Qiu only wants to marry you."
"..."
An Yuan'er hadn't expected that Wan Fugui was so popular in the village. Almost all the girls in the village were saying goodbye to him, their eyes darting towards An Yuan'er as if they were shooting knives at her.
An Yuan'er felt somewhat innocent.
Wan Fugui said nonchalantly, "Sisters, go back now. Don't be sad about my departure. I, Fugui, am not a man you can have."
Wan Fugui spoke so casually, yet it brought tears to the eyes of countless girls in the village.
An Yuan'er left with Wan Fugui, somewhat as if to "eliminate a scourge for fame." This guy was a womanizer; with him around, how could the girls in the village get married?
On the carriage, An Yuan'er directly assigned Wan Fugui a task.
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