At night, the house was gloomy.

The smoke from the oil lamps in the house always chokes people's eyes are sour.

Zhen Niang was packing up her father's relics under the oil lamp, and Zhao sat on the side and howled twice and scolded a few words, obviously the whole person was still immersed in sadness.

Zheng persuaded on the side.

"Brother and sister, this person can't be resurrected from death, we still have to think about it, in the future, this family will have to rely on you to live, if you break your body, how can you let this family live in the future?" Zheng patted Zhao's back and comforted.

"Sister-in-law, I know it in my heart, but I can't help it." Zhao wiped a handful of tears. Then he looked at the dim oil lamp, as if he was remembering something.

"Speaking of Zhenniang, I really hated his father before, except for not prostituting, eating, drinking and gambling, which one of his things is not touched? To put it mildly, when I used to hate it, I wished he had those who came to collect debts beaten to death. But since last year, he was driven away by his father, and there is no such person as him in the family, I am a little bit thinking about it, and I will send some money to subsidize the family from time to time......" Speaking of this, Zhao chuckled, but the laughter was more ugly than crying.

On the other hand, Zheng just nodded, knowing that Zhao only needed someone to listen at this time, so he didn't say much, just listened.

"You know, he was the first to move goods at the docks, how much money can he make? There are also living expenses, and the little money sent back even Zhenniang earns more than him in a day, but I think his little money is heavier than anything else. I kept all the money, and he said that he was confused and did something wrong. In order to make up for the mistakes he made, Zuihou's father-in-law compensated the eighth room in the ink workshop to the seventh room. He said he was going to make money, make enough money. Then buy back the parts of the eight rooms in the ink shop. So, I've always saved it, I've always saved it...... I didn't think about it......" Zhao just babbled to himself.

"Since the second uncle has this thought, then you should cheer up and help the second uncle achieve this wish, right? Besides, let's think about the good, who can tell the things outside of this pass? Although there was an accident in the caravan, after all, the second uncle's body was not seen. I've heard Jing Kui say it before. The second uncle was clever when he was a child, and he couldn't say that when the Tartars came, he had already escaped. Maybe we'll be back one day, but no matter what the situation, we have to live a happy and happy life. Zheng said.

Zhao Shi vented a little better, and when he heard Zheng's words, he barely lifted his spirits: "But no, what you say is reasonable, I'll go to the kitchen to take a look." My father-in-law and mother-in-law didn't eat rice at night, so I went to boil some porridge. ”

Zhao said and stood up, as Zheng said, the old and the young in the family. There wasn't much time left for her to grieve, and she had to cheer up and take care of the family's life.

"You rest in peace. I'll go, I'll go. Zheng said busily.

"I'll go. The busier I am, the less I think about the dead ghost. I'm thinking about it now, it's better that he shouldn't change it, and it's a little less thought about me. Zhao shook his head and walked out of the house.

Zheng was not very relieved, so he also followed, and then went to see his parents-in-law. This white-haired man sends a black-haired man, and they are the most uncomfortable and unbearable.

Zhenniang still stayed in the room, and straightened her father's clothes one by one, even if it was a little pleat, it was smooth and smooth.

But I was thinking about the words of the old lady in my heart.

She didn't expect that Li Jingfu's heart was to make money to buy back the shares belonging to Bafang in the ink workshop.

Although Li's ink shop is dominated by the grandson, the original six rooms, eight rooms and nine rooms have shares in it.

As the ancestors of the Li family said at the beginning, the Li family ink workshop is the foundation of the descendants of the Li family.

It's just that Bafang lost the shares belonging to Bafang to Qifang because of what happened back then.

Zhen Niang thought at this time, if she didn't take over the ink shop, would the ink shop be occupied by Li Jincai as recorded in the genealogy, and even Zuihou couldn't leave a little inheritance?

If this is the case, then how can the wishes of the father and mother be realized?

Thinking about the importance that the seventh grandmother attaches to herself, and the situation when she was divorced by the Tian family, the seventh grandmother stood up. Then the sad expression of his grandfather in his previous life for Li Mo's inheritance and breaking the dynasty appeared in front of him. There is also the grandfather's words before. and the endings of several aunts and uncles recorded in the genealogy.

And so on.

For the first time, Zhen Niang seriously thought about whether she should seriously consider accepting the arrangement of the seventh grandmother and inheriting the ink workshop?

There are some roads in life, no matter how difficult they are, they always have to be walked, and there is no reason to retreat from moving forward.

"Oh, no, I don't know where the fire started, oops, look at the smoke, it's almost skyrocketing."

At this moment, there was chaos outside the courtyard, and noisy footsteps and screams came from the alleys of the city gate.

The Li family is suffering from the pain of Li Jingfu's accident, but no one cares about this. But then I heard someone shouting outside: "It seems that the Li Jiamo Fang is on fire......

The house on this side of the city gate cave has no sound insulation effect at all, Zhen Niang vaguely heard this sentence in the house, gasped, and rushed out of the house quickly, at this time, Li Lao Shopkeeper and others obviously heard this. They all came out of the house.

Everyone stood in the courtyard, looking at the smoke not far away, as if it was really the direction of Li Jiamofang.

"Grandpa, I'll take a look." Zhen Niang said anxiously to the shopkeeper Li.

In any case, since the seventh grandmother left a book for her to inherit the ink workshop, then at this time, she can't ignore it. Thinking about it, he rushed out the door.

"Second sister wait for me, I'll be with you." Li Zhengliang was not at ease, and also chased Zhenniang out.

After a while, the two brothers and sisters arrived at Sibao Street.

The Li Ink Shop outside Sibao Street is in chaos at the moment, everyone is busy fighting the fire, this fire is really going to burn, it is a big piece of burning, this is close to Sibao Street, the foundation of each shop is here, how can everyone not be in a hurry. No effort was spared to save the fire.

The crowd worked together, and the fire was finally controlled in a small area, and it didn't burn, but the smoke was terrifying.

"Your Li family won't want to set fire to escape the requisition of pine wood, right? I want to warn you. Your batch of pine timber has already been reported to the Ink Bureau, if you can't get it out by then. Your ink shop is at the end of your way. At this time, Tian Benchang squeezed out of the crowd and said to Shao Steward, who was beckoning someone to put out the fire.

"Tian Gongzi is too careful. This is just an accident, the batch of pine wood is placed in the east warehouse of Mofang, which is far away from the fire, even if the house here burns out, it can't burn this batch of pine wood. Steward Shao's face was black and gray at this time, and he couldn't see any expression on his face.

"That's fine, then don't bother Steward Shao, let me remind you again, three days have passed one day, and there are still two days. Hurry up. Nada Motomasa said.

Steward Shao kept his mouth shut, the current situation in the ink shop is internal and external.

"Don't bother with Tian Gongzi, I think since the Tian family wants to levy the pine wood of the Li family, they can't talk nonsense. Your Tian family should think about what price to pay first? This is also stipulated by the Ink Bureau. At this time, Zhen Niang squeezed out of the crowd under the care of her eldest brother and said to Tian Benchang.

"Oh, it's Miss Li, you're here too? As for the price to pay, it is based on the market price. We won't lose the Li family either. Tian Benchang smiled lightly.

"Market price? As far as I know, today's century-old pines have a price and nowhere to buy, but the market price doesn't make sense, right? Could it be that Tian Jiagang has just entered the industry. If you want to use your power to suppress people, you are not afraid of causing public indignation? That Zhenniang also sent a sentence to the son, Huizhou ink industry. Your Tian family can't play. Zhen Niang stabbed and said. Now that she has a plan to take over the ink workshop, she naturally wants to pay a few respects to the Tian family.

Now there is a large-scale outbreak of pine plague. Centennial pine has become the most scarce raw material, and Uncle Jiu also took the opportunity to buy a batch. Now I can't buy it anymore.

Tian Benchang was ashamed to say the market price.

"Hmph." Zhen Niang snorted coldly.

"Miss Li is in charge of the ink shop, don't worry, for Miss Li's sake, I will think about giving a good price." Tian Benchang said, but he looked at Shao as if he was in charge, and smiled inwardly.

Li's ink workshop is guarding against Li Jinshui, who doesn't know in Huizhou's ink industry?

Coupled with the contradiction between the eighth room and the ninth room, Zhen Niang is enthusiastic, but the management is a little wide, in this way, it will definitely cause the unhappiness of the seventh room and the ninth room, simply, he will burn a fire again, and make the Li family's eight rooms and the ink workshop even more unpleasant, I can't say, when the time comes, he will also have the opportunity to pull Li Jinshui and Zhen Niang to his own ink workshop.

Tian Benchang had a wishful thinking.

"So, thank you Tian Gongzi, I also have a proposal here, Tian Gongzi might as well go back and tell Ling Zun, let Ling Zun exchange the cutting rights of the Luo family's pine field for ten years?" Zhen Niang didn't have any anger at this time, and said with a smile.

When Tian Benchang heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, the Luo family's ten-year cutting rights? The madman changed, so he smiled stupidly: "Miss Li said that she laughed, I won't bother, and I will leave." ”

Tian Benchang is only joking when he is a virgin.

"Tian Gongzi is at his own convenience." Zhen Niang made a gesture of please, watched Tian Benchang leave, and then said to Steward Shao with a somewhat complicated expression on the side: "Steward Shao, what's going on?" ”

Zhen Niang pointed to the Li Jiamo Fang, which was still smoking, and asked.

"Virgin come with me." Shao Guan led the way.

The two entered the ink shop, and as soon as they entered the door, they heard a commotion.

"Let go of me, you let me go, let me burn, I have to burn the ink mill." It was the ninth uncle who was sprinkling the money who spoke. On one side, the two brothers Zhengshen and Zhengyan were pulling her.

Zhen Niang's brain hurt, she didn't expect that this fire in the ink workshop was actually set by Uncle Jiu, and looked at the smoked black shed, this is really ......

Zhenniang didn't know what to say.

"Grandmother, this ink shop can't be burned." Li Zhengyan, the second cousin of the ninth room, persuaded bitterly on the side.

"Why can't it be burned? Your grandfather's life's work has been in this, so it is better for me to burn it clean than to let the eight rooms be defeated. Uncle Nine roared.

First of all, the death of the old man in the family, and then the bones of the old man in his own house were not cold, Mofang unexpectedly fell into the hands of the eighth room, how could the Jin family swallow this breath, the old man of his own family and the old man have been fighting for a lifetime, and even Jingdong's leg was also harmed by the eighth room, and the ninth room and the eighth room are incompatible.

Since the ninth room can't get the ink workshop, don't think about the eighth room, burn it clean. Kim didn't care.

Zhen Niang patted her forehead and understood, it was because of the matter that the Seventh Grandmother passed on the ink workshop to her.

"Uncle Nine, you can't do this. Yes, it has the hard work of the ninth uncle for a lifetime, but it also embodies the hard work of all the Li family's children, not to mention anything else, Uncle Jingquan, the second uncle of Jingguo, the third uncle of Jing Qi, and the righteous hall brother, their lives are all in this, as well as my Uncle Jingkui, and the life of the ninth uncle, as well as Uncle Jingdong's legs, so these, can you burn them with a fire? Zhen Niang couldn't help but step forward and said.

"Hmph, it's just a natural and man-made disaster to burn it now, but when you defeat the ink shop, then the Li family will make people see the joke alive, and it's better to burn it." Uncle Nine looked at Zhenniang with disdain.

"Okay." Zhen Niang took a deep breath, first glanced at Uncle Jiu, and then turned her face to look at everyone: "Zhen Niang has the respect of the seventh grandmother and can inherit the ink workshop, but since last night, Zhen Niang's heart has never been calm for a moment, trembling This is Zhen Niang's mood, Zhen Niang is afraid that she will not be able to bear that responsibility!" But today, Uncle Nine has done this, so in Zhenniang's opinion, no matter how bad things are, they can't reach the point of flying ashes, so what is Zhenniang afraid of? ”

Speaking of this, Zhenniang paused for a moment, and said word by word: "In this case, I Li Zhenniang took this ink workshop!" (To be continued......)

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