“Alright, Mr. An… I have some ideas and thoughts. Let me rest for a bit, and I'll share them with you later…”
"Sister, sister!" A clear voice came from outside, interrupting Jiang Shan's words.
Jiang Shan suddenly stood up and walked out.
Before he had taken two steps, a small, bullet-like figure crashed into him, landing squarely in Jiang Shan's arms.
The force was so great that Jiang Shan was thrown backward uncontrollably.
A hand, like a copper wall, stood behind Jiang Shan, firmly supporting her back.
Without thinking twice, Jiang Shan hugged the person who came over and exclaimed in surprise and joy, "Sanlang has grown so tall! Let your sister see him, I almost didn't recognize him!"
Sanlang hugged Jiangshan tightly, looked up at him with longing, and his eyes were still filled with tears.
In the past year or so, Sanlang has grown taller rapidly, already reaching Jiangshan's shoulder and neck.
More importantly, he's become strong! His arms are powerful, his rosy face radiates health, and he's really good-looking!
Jiang Shan happily squeezed Sanlang's arm, then touched his face, letting out a satisfied sigh.
"Sister, I miss you so much! I have so much to say to you, I can't even write it all down in this letter!" Sanlang nuzzled Jiangshan's arm affectionately.
Jiang Shan smiled and straightened his clothes, saying, "Sister misses Sanlang too, Mother misses Sanlang too, Uncle Qiao and Brother Sheng miss Sanlang too! And your Master Wu, your teacher's wife, your senior sister and your fellow disciples all miss Sanlang too!"
Sanlang said wistfully, "I miss them very much too. When I wrote to Master last time, I also wrote to them, but I haven't received a reply from them yet."
"By the way, sister, where is Mother?"
Jiang Shan's smile faded slightly as he said, "Mother is at home. We'll bring her over once my brother and I have established ourselves in Yuzhou."
Sanlang opened his eyes wide, wanting to say something more, but Jiangshan beckoned for Xier to bring Jiang Huai over.
"You only think about your mother, but not your nephew? You've been talking about him for so long, don't you want to hug him?"
Sanlang's attention was immediately drawn to the little guy in front of him. He carefully took the sleeping Jiang Huai and looked at him with great interest.
Jiang Huai, still drowsy, opened his eyes as soon as he was in Sanlang's hands. He blinked his large, dark, glassy eyes and stared blankly at Sanlang.
Two pairs of remarkably similar eyes gazed at each other, gazing intently.
Suddenly, Jiang Huai grinned and exclaimed, "Eh!"
"Sister, he smiled!"
Sanlang was overjoyed and brought Jiang Huai to An Er, excitedly saying, "Brother An, look, doesn't Huai'er look just like me? Nephews really do resemble their uncles!"
An Er stared at the two figures, one big and one small, for a moment, then nodded silently.
"Tiger Brother, Third Brother, look! Doesn't Huai'er look exactly like me?"
The brothers surrounded Sanlang and Jiang Huai, embracing them tightly.
"Let me see, let me see! He looks just like Sixth Brother, he looks just like Sixth Brother!" Xiao Qi ran in from outside and squeezed into the crowd.
Jiang Huai rarely saw so many people. He struggled to get down, hugged Sanlang's leg, tilted his big head up to look at this and that, and drooled with joy.
Taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, Fu Wen pulled An Er out of the shop.
"You... how did you get here? When did you become the manager of this place?"
An Er frowned and emphasized again, "I am not the shopkeeper."
Fu Wen struck him heavily with his fist and palm, "I'm asking you, what's going on with this shop? Dressed like that... are you still a bodyguard?"
An Er thought to himself, "I don't want to be dressed like this either!"
“Young master wants me to do business to make money, but I have no money and I don’t know how to do business.”
"But didn't you just say that the shop belongs to the young lady and that you paid for it?"
“I bought the shop; the money came from gambling. I own the shop, but I don’t know how to do business. Sanlang’s sister does know how to do business, but she doesn’t own a shop.”
An Er concisely explained the ins and outs of the matter, but also left Fu Wen with plenty of room for interpretation.
"So, this shop is actually...!"
Fu Wen felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Does the young master know about this?" Fu Wen asked quietly.
An Er glanced at Fu Wen indifferently, "Young Master only told me to find a way to make money."
"You idiot..." Fu Wen started to say, but An Er's gaze swept over him, and he automatically swallowed the rest of his words.
"Brother An, Brother An!" came Sanlang's voice from inside.
After listening to Sanlang recount the whole story, Jiang Shan's feelings were indescribably complicated.
She finally understood: Zheng Wu was a complete idiot!
The boss behind Zheng Wu is even more unreliable!
They treat opening a branch in Chongqing like child's play. Sending such an innocent, blank-slate-like person to partner with her to open a store is exhausting!
“Young Master An, let’s discuss the shop matter later. Let’s settle things today, and then we’ll visit Sanlang’s teacher tomorrow. Is this arrangement acceptable?”
An Er is definitely no problem.
The problem is that Saburo hasn't found a place for his sister to stay yet!
No one expected Jiangshan to arrive in Yuzhou ahead of schedule. The bamboo house was definitely not enough to accommodate everyone, and staying in an inn was too expensive. What should we do?
Nowhere to stay!
Jiang Shan looked at An Er with a complicated expression. Shouldn't this kind of thing be handled by this young master An?
An Er clenched his fist awkwardly under Jiang Shan's gaze. "There's a house on the back street..."
The house wasn't big, just a two-courtyard house, which was just right for the family to live in.
Jiang Shan and his group were quickly settled in, while Xi'er and Xue Zhen went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
There were no ingredients in the kitchen, but fortunately the boys were quick and efficient. Under Sanlang's arrangement, they quickly bought rice, flour, fish, meat, various vegetables, and seasonings.
When no one was looking, An Er pulled Sanlang out, his dark eyes fixed on Sanlang's bright smile, and said in a low voice, "I have nowhere to stay, I'll sleep with you tonight."
Sanlang's eyes widened in surprise. "Brother An, is this your house? Didn't you live in the shop? When did you buy a new house?"
An Er pursed his thin lips. "The day before yesterday."
I just bought this house, and I only stayed there for one day last night.
Sanlang grabbed his hand with some sympathy and shook it. "Brother An, you can sleep with me from now on! When we have money, we'll move to a big house, and I'll ask my sister to save you the biggest room!"
“Okay!” An Er replied.
The banquet that was supposed to welcome Jiangshan was gone; instead, Jiangshan, the host, entertained all the shop owners and employees. It was quite strange.
Even more amazingly, just as the group was about to sit down to eat, Stone led Mr. Xunmei over, following the scent.
"Oh, Saburo, you're all eating delicious food here while leaving my husband and me at home to eat leftovers. That's too much!" Stone is no longer the Stone he used to be. Under Saburo's influence, he has developed his own thoughts and opinions.
Jiang Shan spotted Mr. Xunmei at a glance; he looked like a country bumpkin.
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