Chapter 8: Adult little father, I will be angry.
Spring goes and summer arrives, followed by autumn.
In the Si family courtyard, Fang Zhiyue had just cleaned up the fallen leaves on the ground when there was a knock on the door.
"Brother Fang, are you home?"
The voice of Mr. Chen came in slowly.
"Brother Liu, why are you here?"
Fang Zhiyue immediately put down the broom in his hand and opened the door.
His eyes were full of surprise. "Didn't you go to the capital with Sister Chen? Why are you back so soon?"
"Hey, let me tell you something good..."
Chen's husband pushed him into the yard, his face full of smiles: "You've sold all those walnut carvings. They're very popular in Beijing!"
He said cheerfully.
His eyes were filled with excitement. "Brother Fang, why didn't you show off your craftsmanship earlier? If I hadn't accidentally seen it that day, wouldn't all these little gadgets you carved have been buried?"
"Really?"
Fang Zhiyue found it a little unbelievable.
He never thought that these things he carved just for fun could actually make money.
"Yes, I sold all the rabbit walnut carvings you made for my wife. I made a good profit of ten taels of silver."
There were ten rabbit walnut carvings in total, and each one was worth ten taels of silver.
The Chen family's husband couldn't help but sigh, "As expected, the nobles in the capital are not short of money. They really like these little ornaments."
These things are not easy to sell in their small place.
Although it is exquisite and small, and highly ornamental, it has no practical value.
I bought it just for the novelty.
"Here, take it. This is eight taels of silver. The remaining two taels will be your escape fee."
Mr. Chen is an open-minded person and says whatever he thinks.
He directly stuffed the eight taels of silver into Fang Zhiyue's pocket.
"No, no, two taels is too little. If it weren't for you, Brother Liu, selling those little things, I'm afraid they would just be gathering dust under my bed."
Fang Zhiyue quickly shook his head and took out another three taels of silver and handed it to him.
The Chen family husband did not take it. "If you really feel bad, then give all the little things you carve to my woman next time. We can consider it as a cooperation and both of us can make money."
The art of carving walnuts is a technical job.
It is not something that others can learn just by watching.
If Fang Zhiyue only sold these little things he made through them, would he still have to worry about not making money in the future?
Mr. Chen is a smart man.
He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "As long as Brother Fang can let me make some money, that's fine. You give me eight and I give you two, and we'll get rich together."
His wife's business has not been doing well in recent years, and she is worried about finding a new way out.
Unexpectedly, they found it by accident.
"Isn't your sister Yao going to take part in the Autumn Examination this year? You might as well take this opportunity to prepare some extra money for her. It'll be much better than doing laundry for Mr. Chen's family."
"Brother Liu is right, but 20% is too little. My walnut carvings may be novel, but I'm afraid they won't sell without Sister Chen. How about this, I'll take 60% and you 40%, so I'll get 10% more than you."
Fang Zhiyue said with his lips slightly pursed.
"All right then..."
The Chen family's husband responded somewhat helplessly, but his face was full of smiles: "Then consider it that Brother Liu took advantage of you. Keep the silver, I will go back and tell my wife this good news. If Brother Fang carves anything new, you can come to the Chen family to find me."
He turned and left in a hurry.
After Fang Zhiyue sent him to the door, he turned back.
Looking at the silver in my hand, I couldn't help but feel excited.
Just at this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard behind me.
A clear and peaceful female voice sounded in his ears, "What are you looking at?"
"Sister Yao?"
Fang Zhiyue turned around abruptly, and when he saw the green-shirted woman's eyes light up, he asked, "Why did you suddenly come back from the academy? Did the teacher give you guys a holiday?"
"Um."
Si Yao nodded at him, a faint smile appearing on her elegant face.
Three years later, she had grown from a little girl into the graceful lady she is today, and her height had even surpassed Fang Zhiyue without her noticing.
The girl, who had just grown out of her childishness, was dressed in a green shirt, with a tall and straight figure, like a pine or a bamboo.
The indifference and sharpness between his eyebrows disappeared, leaving only a faint sense of alienation.
No matter who he faced, he would subconsciously put on a faint smile and look as gentle as jade.
Fang Zhiyue was always a little absent-minded when looking at Si Yao like this.
I always feel that her former indifference and sharpness were just hidden under this warm appearance. It's not that she has changed her personality, but that she has become better at disguising herself.
This idea came out of nowhere.
Fang Zhiyue found it ridiculous when he thought about it when he was alone.
But every time I see Si Yao again, this ridiculous thought pops up again.
"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me? Is there something dirty on my face?"
Seeing Fang Zhiyue keep his eyes on her.
There was a flash of depth in Si Yao's eyes, but his face did not show it at all.
She looked at the silver in his hand and asked with a smile, "Where did this silver come from?"
"Oh, oh. I have good news for you."
When Fang Zhiyue mentioned this, a smile appeared on his face, and the dimples on both sides of his cheeks were instantly revealed.
“I found a way to make money.”
After three years of being together, Fang Zhiyue and Si Yao get along more and more comfortably.
He pulled her into the house and took out the little trinkets he had carved. "These are walnut carvings. Mr. Chen gave them to his wife, and he unexpectedly sold them in the capital. Mr. Chen said that the nobles really liked these little trinkets. These eight taels of silver are the proceeds from selling the walnut carvings."
He said cheerfully.
Didn't you see the smile fade on Si Yao's face when he picked up the half-carved walnut carving on the table?
"My little father has hidden a lot of things from me. You even never told me that you could carve these things."
She turned her back to him, and Fang Zhiyue couldn't guess the emotion in her words.
But when I heard the word "little father", my heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
In rural families, stepdaughters and stepsons always call their mother's second husband "little father".
Si Yao didn't often call him like this, and every time she did, it was when she was a little unhappy.
Fang Zhiyue was somewhat at a loss, "Sister Yao, why are you suddenly unhappy?"
Wasn't you fine just now?
Si Yao slowly turned around, the coldness in his eyes had disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face again.
She threw the little gadget back on the table. "No, I was just surprised that there was a side of my father that I didn't know about. I was the last person to know that you could carve walnuts."
Si Yao looked at him deeply with eyes as thick as ink.
Fang Zhiyue quickly explained, "That's not the case... I didn't mean to hide it from you. These things were originally just for fun, and I never thought I'd sell them. If Mr. Chen hadn't stumbled upon them that day, they would still be gathering dust under the bed."
A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and the wind made him feel cold all over.
Si Yao watched quietly for a while.
Then she took out a plain white handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped his forehead.
Her voice was gentle: "Why are you so anxious, little father? I don't blame you. It's just that I feel a little sad that I only realized it last."
The soft handkerchief gently fell on his brow.
Fang Zhiyue took a small step back and pursed the corners of his lips unconsciously.
He whispered a promise: "...from now on, no matter what happens, I will be the first to tell you."
Fang Zhiyue retreated so suddenly that the handkerchief in Si Yao's hand was stuck in the air.
A hint of displeasure flashed across her eyes quickly, then disappeared in an instant.
"good…"
Then he folded the handkerchief and put it back in his arms, his voice a little soft: "Little father, please remember, if you do this again next time, I will be angry."
"No, no."
Fang Zhiyue quickly shook his head and promised earnestly, "I will never hide it from you again."
"By the way, are you hungry? I'll make lunch."
He turned and walked out of the house towards the stove.
Si Yao stood at the door and stared at his back, his eyes deep and dark.
Three years later, Fang Zhiyue's body has become more mature, just like a green fruit that has finally grown into a full-bodied and tempting fruit.
He has a slim figure and a slender waist, and he always moves with a unique charm.
Perhaps it was because life in the Si family was more comfortable, the timidity between his eyebrows had long faded away, and he became more gentle.
To be honest, Fang Zhiyue’s appearance is not stunning at first glance.
But her skin is as white as porcelain jade, and the more you look at her, the more you like her.
Especially his gentle and honest nature can easily stir up evil thoughts in people's hearts, making people want to destroy it.
Si Yao withdrew his gaze in time, and his thick long eyelashes drooped slightly to cover the endless darkness in his eyes.
Suddenly I thought of that beautiful dream on the cold bed...
The darkness in her eyes grew more intense, and she could only pinch her palms to restrain herself.
In front of the stove, Fang Zhiyue was cutting vegetables.
But I felt a sudden chill running up my tailbone, as if I were being stared at by something sinister.
He immediately turned his head to look.
There was nothing to be seen except the open door.
Fang Zhiyue frowned in confusion.
What's going on? Did some insect or snake get into the house?
He heard from the villagers that every time this season came, many poisonous snakes and insects would appear in the fields, and some would even run towards his home.
At this time of year, many people are bitten to death by poisonous insects and snakes.
Fang Zhiyue felt more and more uneasy the more he thought about it. He couldn't help but shake his shoulders to drive away the terrible thoughts in his mind.
It seems he needs to buy some realgar powder and anthelmintic medicine.
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