Chapter Ninety-Two: Mixed News

Seeing this girl happy and more childlike, Fan Ming was also satisfied in his heart, thinking about the fact that it is rare for a woman to be so easily satisfied in the future.

But speaking of which, this hairpin is not cheap, and it cost him two dollars.

After enjoying and playing for a while, Xiangxue carefully put away the hairpin with a cloth, and said with a little woman's satisfaction: "This is the first jewelry I have received, I want to treasure it and take it out every night to take a look." ”

Fan Ming smiled and shook his head, "It's good if you like it." ”

Putting away the hairpin, Xiangxue asked about the shop, "By the way, how have you been in the county these days, tell me about it." ”

He had nothing to hide from Xiang Xue'er, and began to patiently put the first day of his arrival in the county, to the first day of business, and then to the later troubles, Fan Ming took action to beat them away, and Xiang Xue nervously pinched the corners of her clothes, and asked nervously: "Wulang, are you okay, are you injured?" ”

Fan Ming gently scratched her nose, "Silly girl, if I get hurt, can I still be here." ”

Xiangxue reacted at this time, couldn't help but smile, and asked, "Later, didn't those splashes come to retaliate?" ”

Fan Ming nodded, "Later, the splash skin didn't come, but they came, they were more ruthless than the splash, and they would take five hundred times as soon as they opened their mouths, which was just knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow!" ”

Xiangxue suddenly became nervous again, "Then what should I do, I'll go and beg Mrs., as long as the Cao family comes forward, those adults in Chuqiu County will have to give a little face." ”

Fan Ming smiled and shook his head, "No, it's solved now." ”

Patiently told what happened later, Xiangxue breathed a long sigh of relief, and carefully patted her bulging chest, "That's good, these poor people are the most greedy, if there is no support, I can't say that our shop will be destroyed by them, Gorou, you must study hard and study, and you won't be afraid of these people if you get fame." ”

Fan Ming smiled, "This has become my own shop, when will your little housekeeper help me take care of the shop?" ”

Xiang Xueqiao's face flushed slightly, "I'll go over when the house is bought." ”

Fan Ming couldn't help but look at Xiangxue and said, "You really want to go to the county seat, what should I do here?" ”

"Of course I want to go." Xiangxue raised her little face, "What does this have to do with me, there are big housekeepers and second housekeepers here, and I don't need to do anything." ”

Fan Ming thought about it carefully, and nodded, "Okay, I'll be in the city tomorrow to help you find it, and it will be convenient for me to see you at that time, but buying a house is a big deal, it's not easy to buy, so I'm not in a hurry." ”

Xiangxue covered her mouth and snickered, thinking that it would be a beautiful scene in the future, and nodded her little head vigorously, "Well, in the future, I will take care of the shop for you, and you will be able to study smoothly, I will help you save this money, and you will have to use money to join the company in the future, and there will be a source of wealth if the shop is revitalized." ”

Fan Ming nodded slightly, but his brows furrowed slightly, and said slowly: "This time the matter of tolerance has given me a reminder, if you want to take root in the county, you don't believe in just being rich, you have to be powerful." ”

Seeing the worry on Fan Ming's face, Xiangxue also frowned, "Wulang, don't be afraid, if there is anything embarrassing, I will ask Madame, Madame will definitely help us." ”

Fan Ming shook his head, "It's not a long-term solution to always rely on others, you still have to live your own, forget it, take your time in the future, I have now entered the county school, and I already have a good start, I believe it will get better and better." ”

After gossiping again, Fan Ming remembered the letter and asked, "Girl, did Xu Shufang send me a letter, where did you put it?" ”

Xiangxue pointed to the bookshelf next to her, "Under the second floor of the bookshelf!" ”

Looking at the sky, it was almost dark outside, and the light in the room was a little dim, so Fan Ming touched it according to his usual habitual position.

Found the fire fold and lit it, lit the oil lamp and the four corners of the palace candles, and suddenly the whole room was bright, and the fragrant snow on the couch was tightly buried in the middle of the quilt and only showed a small face, which looked delicate and cute.

Fan Ming patted the buttocks that were high in the nest, climbed over her body, rummaged over it, but didn't find it, and asked, "Where is the letter?" ”

Xiangxue raised her head and pointed to the tome next to her, "Under that one." ”

Fan Ming walked to the bookshelf on the side, picked up the one next to him, and saw an unopened letterhead below, and pulled out the letter from it, which was indeed written by Xu Shufang, Fan Ming's heart couldn't help but get excited, although his father's news did not benefit him, but after all, he was a person who had an absolute relationship with him in name.

Flipping through the folded paper, Fan Ming read the letterhead word by word in front of the candlelight, the expression on his face was instantly cloudy, and the heart in his heart was even more mixed.

The meaning conveyed in the letter is mixed, the good thing is that there is indeed a person like Fan Shanyi in the prison city, that is to say, the father is still alive, and he is still alive and well, and it seems that he has become a tyrant in the prison city, and he has also done some smuggling business.

What worries him is that he heard that his father seems to have been injured when he was serving in the former army, but no one has seen him for a long time.

In the letter, Xu said that he had helped to send clothes, groceries, and other things to the prison, but he didn't know if he could hand them over to his father.

One of the pieces of information mentioned made him pay special attention, saying that it was the Khitan offense, and the Xiang army was the same, which couldn't help but make him worry about the safety of his father's life, fighting in this era is not a fun thing, and the Xiang army is even more cannon fodder-like existence, not as well as the well-trained forbidden army, as well as the border army's accustomed life and death, death is a commonplace, his father is not too young, and he doesn't know if there will be danger.

"What's the matter, what does the letter say?" Xiangxue's voice came from the side, waking Fan Ming up from his thoughts.

Fan Ming took a long breath and shook his head, but he didn't know what to say, but in his heart he admired his father, whom he had never met.

Sure enough, talents are talents everywhere, even if they are stabbed at the border, they can rely on their own ability to get ahead, this is only two or three years to have a situation, if he is given another period of time, it is difficult to say what it will become.

Although he knew very well that the general situation of the Northern Song Dynasty would remain unchanged for more than a hundred years, the conflict with the Liao State was constant.

It's not so easy to hold on to your life.

Thinking of this, Fan Ming couldn't help but have a bold idea in his heart, it seems that no matter how big he is, Song can do far more than just studying, maybe he can make it bigger, if he lives his life step by step like this, wouldn't it be too wasteful of a chance for God to give him a chance to be reborn?