Seeing that Fan Qin was silent and contemplating again, Fan Ming hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "Where is my sister-in-law?" ”

"Go to the township and hand in the weaving silk."

"Oh!" Fan Ming was speechless for a while, this seemed to be an embarrassing topic.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fan Qin asked for no reason: "Wulang, what do you say about Wan'er?" ”

"Hmm!" Fan Ming didn't react for a while, and said, "Very good, gentle and virtuous, she can be described as a rare good woman." ”

Fan Qin paused, and stopped talking, letting Fan Ming see it in his eyes, "Mother, what do you want to say, what else is there to say to me." ”

"Simply...... You just take Wan'er. Fan Qin simply said it.

"What!" Fan Ming was as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt from a sunny day.

Seeing Fan Ming's reaction, Fan Qin slapped him in disgust, "What are you talking about, I'm afraid that people won't hear it, I've asked, as long as you change Wan'er's identity, there will be no problem, and you won't be able to break the law." ”

"But this ......" Fan Ming was speechless for a while, as if someone had notified bin Laden to become the president of the United States, a little at a loss.

"Alas, Wan'er, this child is really pitiful, married into our family, and even the round house passed without Shiro." Fan Qin's tone was full of pity.

"What? Sister-in-law and fourth brother don't have ......? Fan Ming was shocked again, is this day April Fool's Day.

Fan Qin nodded and recalled: "When your fourth brother got married, didn't you just have diarrhea in your body, and before the illness recovered, you asked your father to go outside to collect the accounts, and then this happened later." ”

As she spoke, her eyes turned red again, and it would be nice to be able to go back to the way she was before. ”

"This ......" Fan Ming couldn't react a little, to be honest, he also wanted to take on this responsibility in his heart, after living together for so long, he had already regarded Zhang Wan'er as his relative.

A widow, whether she is young or not a virgin, will definitely not be much better if she remarries in this township, but suddenly it is a little difficult to accept to marry her herself, "Mother, let me think again!" ”

Fan Qinshi nodded, "I also asked Wan'er before, she said that if she wants him to remarry, she would rather die, this child is strong and looks very obedient, but she is hard in her bones, she has you in her heart, and her mother has lived for such a long time, which is transparent." ”

"Mother, you have to think of a perfect way to do this, and you can't leave a root for your neighbors."

"Okay, then wait, wait until the spring of next year, maybe your father will come back." Fan Qin's eyes were blank, obviously in a deep contemplation.

Fan Ming was also sad in his heart, and he really had an indescribable feeling about the father he had never met, that is, he hoped that he would come back, but he didn't want him to come back.

According to the law of the Great Song Dynasty, there is no specific number of years for assassination, and it is generally for life, but occasionally there are special ones, that is, when the world is amnesty, the good performance of the army can be commuted and released as appropriate.

When Zhang Wan'er returned home, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward again, Fan Ming's eyes were always dangling Wan'er's usual slightly slender and tired figure, and Wan'er seemed to feel the difference in the atmosphere, and the dark eyes continued to sweep around his body.

The dinner in the evening was also tasteless, everyone had their own thoughts, and after eating, Fan Ming also ran to the study under the pretext of reading.

Now it is much more convenient to have a study, and there is no need to be embarrassed to go in and out.

Early the next morning, Fan Ming still came to Cao's Mansion as usual to do the accounts, and the Xu account room greeted him warmly, and he had also become familiar with Fan Ming a lot in recent days.

At the beginning, I knew that Fan Ming was mixed out of the mud legs, and I was a little disdainful, but as the days were normal, I found that this person was not ordinary, the algorithm was particularly weird, and there was no need to use an abacus at all, just drawing on paper to get the correct answer.

He also secretly 'tole' the manuscript paper he used to look at it, but there were a lot of ghost drawings on it.

Could it be a divine law handed down from ancient times? Or is it the vein of Guiguzi?

"This year's cold winter came so early!" Fan Ming came in from outside with a body of wind and snow, and put his hand to his mouth and snorted hot.

"But isn't it, if you want to say that we deserve to learn arithmetic, if it is the same as their entry into the science department, if you are named on the gold list, you don't have to suffer this sin, by the way, where did Xu Shufang learn the algorithm, it seems to be a little different from us." Today, Xu Shufang really couldn't help it, for the sake of face, Xu Shufang didn't want to ask him directly, after all, this is someone else's eater, and each industry has its own rules.

"Hehe, I didn't learn it from serious reading, I inherited it from my family, and my ancestors were also buyers and sellers, and I have this set of algorithms, which has been passed down." Fan Ming said haha casually, at this time, even if he said that he was from that academy, someone had to believe it.

"It turned out to be handed down from the ancestors!" Xu Shufang suddenly realized and solved a piece of heart disease.

"Listening to the accent, Xu Accounts doesn't seem to be a local life, where is home?" Fan Ming asked casually while flipping through the account book.

"Daimyo's Mansion!" Xu Shufang sighed softly, "I'm afraid I'm going to rush back late for the Chinese New Year this year." ”

Xu Shufang said casually, but Fan Ming's heart was abrupt, as if he was violently stimulated by something, this is called stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to find it.

The old lady has been worried about the situation of the assassin who went to the Daimyo's Mansion, and she has no ability to go to the Daimyo's Mansion to investigate, but there is not much difficulty for Xu Shufang, a local member of the Daimyo's Mansion, even if it is good as long as she reports safety.

But I don't know what the person of this Xu account room is, "Xu account room, the Daimyo's Mansion is also one of the best places, why did you come to this place to do the account room?" ”

"Alas!" Xu Shufang sighed, "If you don't say it's helpless, my family has been in business for generations, and my father stipulated that each of the sons in the family must travel abroad for five years before they can go home, I am the eldest, this year is the fourth year, I was originally working with the third lady in Yingtianfu, and I was transferred to the place to suffer last year." ”

Fan Ming carefully looked at the Xu account room, and found that the age of the Xu account room was not very old, at most only twenty-five or six years old, but his face was a little old, and he hadn't noticed it before.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fan Ming still decided to speak, "Brother Xu, I have something I want to ask you for help." ”

"What's the matter, you say, you're welcome!" Xu Shufang put down the abacus in his hand and looked up at Fan Ming.

"My father's ......" Fan Ming paused, still a little hesitant, he didn't know what ordinary people think of people who have a thorn match in the family, he hesitated a little, and still said: "My father has been stabbing the Daimyo Mansion for nearly two years, but now his life and death are unknown, I want to ask Brother Xu to help me find out about my father's situation, if possible, help me send me some money and food and clothing to him, Fan Ming will not be very grateful!" ”

Fan Ming bowed to the end and made a big salute, half of it was a request, and half of it was taking the opportunity to peek at the expression of Xu Shufang.