Qian Zhi immediately felt creepy, and shouted quickly: "Grandfather, grandfather, you can't do this." Why are you afraid of the Lan family? ”

Qian Fan hated the iron and said: "The Lan family dares to say it to the people in person, it is to warn us. You look down on the Lan family, don't forget, people are generations of nobles, I see the momentum of the Lan family, and it is a matter of time before it recovers. ”

If it weren't for the fact that this daughter-in-law was from the Xie family, it would have been better for him to send her directly to the family temple or let her die of illness than to send her away.

Send these two away, only for the Lan family to see, but also for the Xie family.

The Xie family, they can't afford to provoke them, and they can't let the Qian family be wronged like this.

The next day, Qian Pan personally came to the Blue Mansion with heavy gifts, and they inquired about the itinerary of the Lan family, and specially came over before everyone went out.

Lu Yingfang could only meet him.

Last night, Lu Yingfang had already inquired about the news of the Qian family.

The Qian family is a native of Youzhou, has been a businessman for generations, and can be regarded as a figure with a head and a face. It's just that the Qian family has never had a chance with the imperial examination and can't squeeze into the upper class. The Qian family sent their concubine to Prince Hengzhou Cheng next door as a side concubine, but unfortunately the dowry was a lot, and the concubine couldn't last three years in the backyard before it was gone.

The only relationship between the Qian family and the upper class is that he married the concubine of the Xie family more than 20 years ago, but unfortunately it is not the head of the Xie family.

Qian Pan is a shrewd businessman, and as soon as he came, he said that he would do business with the Lan family.

He has commercial bases everywhere, and even stores in Heyuan Prefecture. He could transport looms and cloth everywhere and expand the Lan family's business territory.

The Lan family naturally agreed, and those villagers bought the cloth woven by the loom and had a place to sell it. Especially in the Qian family, it is also very profitable.

This negotiation is a great joy for everyone.

Before leaving, Qian Pan also vaguely mentioned that the daughter-in-law of the second room was sick and returned to the ancestral house, and his grandson Qian Zhi had to take care of him, and now the middle feed of the Qian family should be managed by the eldest daughter-in-law. If the Lan family has something to do, they can go directly to the eldest daughter-in-law.

Qian Pan's move was nothing more than selling to please her, and Lu Yingfang smiled in her heart.

The Qian family simply sent their daughter-in-law and grandson away. The main thing is what she said at the door of the bookstore, which is too lethal. She wouldn't be stupid enough to climb the Xie family, but it was enough to remind the Xie family.

They are too good at making trouble, and every time they spoil it, they have to spend merit points, and she is a little heartbroken...... And that Lei Changting and his wife from the Yun family didn't take long to come back.

The Xie family is powerful, but after all, there are turtles in Youzhou City. That Lei Changting is different, that is the supreme governor of the nine states of Youzhou.

The ancients: The county order of the broken family, the mansion of the extinction! Even the emperor won't break her home and destroy her door, it's up to Lei Changting what he will do!

Zhan Xing walked with the wind for a while, he was wearing a newly bought cotton coat and a felt hat, after getting out of the carriage of the Song family, he went to the restaurant next to him to pack a roast chicken, the guy recognized him, and shouted excitedly: "Mr. Wei Guo, the shopkeeper, Mr. Wei Guo is here......

Zhan Xing has been running back and forth in the barracks recently, and he didn't even go home for the Chinese New Year. Seeing that the shopkeeper was so excited, he was a little confused. Hearing the sound of going downstairs, the shopkeeper hurried downstairs, and from afar he could see the folds on his face smiling like a flower.

"Oh, Mr. Wei Guo is here, hurry up, you enjoy noodles today, how about you please have a table for the little one?" After speaking, he couldn't help but pull him to the private room.

"I haven't seen you in a few days! Storytellers don't know what to say! It's just so that you're here, take a look, and come up with some ideas! The shopkeeper greeted Zhan Xing with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Zhan Xing was pressed to his seat, and the shopkeeper directly greeted the guy: "Xiao Dongzi, hurry up, serve good food and wine." ”

The shopkeeper sat next to him and said earnestly: "I haven't seen you for many days, does Mr. Wei Guo have a good work?" ”

Zhan Xing used to come, but the shopkeeper ignored him, and finally after he talked to the storyteller, he felt that his words could have been feasible, and the storyteller went to talk to the shopkeeper. From beginning to end, his income was not from the shopkeeper of the restaurant, but from the storyteller to buy his script.

Zhan Xing waved his hand: "I haven't had time to write a script recently." ”

"I know, I know." The shopkeeper looked like I knew everything, "You went to the barracks to write a story, and on the fourth page of the blue magazine, there is your name!" ”

The story is sorted out by him, it's too big to adapt it enough, and the author is Tang Seng. However, it will be marked later: "Organizer: Mr. Wei Guo". In short, his name has been on the blue version for two consecutive issues, and the storytellers have long noticed. So much so that the shopkeepers of the restaurants knew.

"My Motherland and Me is so well written, if Mr. Zhan can introduce Mr. Tang Seng Tang, he will be rewarded heavily. After speaking, he took out a silver ticket of fifty taels from his arms. The shopkeeper said with a smile.

Zhan Xing hurriedly refused: "That, I don't know Mr. Tang either!" ”

The shopkeeper can't do it at all, you sort out the story, he is responsible for writing the script, you have to communicate one or two!

Zhan Xing spread his hands helplessly: "I'm just in charge of sorting out the story, and that sentence should have been written by someone from Gewu Bookstore." ”

He also wants to know Mr. Tang Seng, but he has been in the barracks. I haven't seen Lord Song Rong for a long time, and I don't know if he can recommend him.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper started the second step: "If you have a chance in the future, you have to introduce Mr. Tang." The second issue of "My Motherland and Me" was written by Mr. Bajie, do you know? ”

Zhan Xing shook his head awkwardly: "I just came back from the barracks!" "I didn't even go home for the Chinese New Year, and I kept listening to stories in various barracks.

The shopkeeper was not too disappointed, after all, he had not taken care of Zhan Xing's business before, and he was just a general friend. Even if Zhan Xing doesn't want to be introduced, it's understandable. I really hate myself at the beginning, how did I not provide Zhan Xing well?

"Can Mr. Wei tell the story of "My Motherland and Me"?" The main purpose of the shopkeeper is this.

Mr. Wei had bought several times of Zhan Xing's storytelling books before, and he was a full-time storyteller in the restaurant.

Zhan Xing actually thought about it, but he hadn't discussed it with Lord Song yet, so he didn't dare to agree.

"I can only give you an answer after talking to Lord Song next!" Zhan Xing understood that everything in front of him was given by Lord Song.

"Good, good." The shopkeeper said happily.

At this time, the dish was on the table, and the shopkeeper personally sandwiched the dish into Zhan Xing's bowl: "This is the signature dish of our store, the pheasant, you can try it." I'll pack a few and give them back to my family to taste. ”

Zhan Xing was a little flattered, and the meal was under the personal care of the shopkeeper, and he ate very well.

Zhan Xing went home with a big bag and a small bag, and his wife and little daughter hurriedly rushed out: "Boss, you are back!" ”

Because of his studies and his poor family, Zhan Xing married late and married Liu Cuizhi from the same village. Cuizhi looks average, but she is very capable, giving birth to an eight-year-old daughter and a one-year-old son.

"It's finally back for the New Year." In fact, the year is over, but Cuizhi can be regarded as seeing Xianggong, and her heart is happy.

Zhan Xing entered the hall and found that there were a lot of gift boxes piled up on it.

"This was sent by Lord Song. The carriage was beautiful. I'm up to you to give some pastries. Cuizhi put the felt hat on his head on the shelf, "Your sisters-in-law want to move them all, but fortunately, my father and mother happened to come over, otherwise they would have been emptied." ”

Zhan Xing spent all the money in his family to study, he was not admitted to Xiucai five years ago, and Zhan's father passed away, and the brothers were clamoring to split up, so he simply came to Fucheng to beg for a living.

Now that Zhan Xing's life is better here, he can't help but come to the door over there. Helplessly, Zhan Xing never came back, and his brothers and sisters-in-law came to the door to ask for benefits, but they couldn't find the owner.

When Zhan Xing heard this, he was stunned for a while: "Since I'm back, let's go back to the village and have a look!" ”

He also has an old lady at the eldest brother's place, and now that his life is better, he wants to take his mother over. At least, he can now give his mother white rice.

On the third day, the carriage hired by Zhan Xing finally returned to the village after a two-hour drive.

The neighbor's aunt saw Zhan Xing's family get out of the carriage, and her voice was very loud: "Zhan Xingniang, Zhan Xing is back." ”

Zhan Xing took his youngest daughter by his hand, Cuizhi held his youngest son, and Zhan Xing's three brothers all hurried out and got things down from the carriage.

Although Zhan Xingniang is only in her fifties, she looks like she is in her seventies, and her hair is about to turn white. When she heard that her youngest son was back, she hurriedly greeted her, and in a blink of an eye, there were tears in her eyes.

Zhan Xing knelt directly in front of his mother: "Mother, the child is back." ”

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back." Zhan Xingniang wiped her tears and hurriedly helped him up.

The three elder brothers were naturally happy to see that he had a chance and had not forgotten his roots. The three sisters-in-law took the things off the carriage and looked at them over and over again, and they didn't dare to open those gift boxes, but this didn't affect their enthusiastic smiling faces, and it didn't seem that they almost emptied Zhan Xing's house in Pingyang Mansion.

Zhan Xing brought back some of the food he packed back yesterday, and bought some extra meat. This dinner was very hearty.

Although the weather was cold, everyone's hearts were hot.

Zhan Xing raised his wine glass, his eyes were red: "Thank you for all these years, the eldest brother, the second brother and the third brother." "That's it.

Zhan Xing's three brothers also toasted, and the third brother also said: "Good brother, you have a chance, buddy is happy!" ”

"I've already ordered three looms from the owner to give to my family, one for each room. This is the receipt, and half a month later, you take the receipt and go to get it. Zhan Xing's words made everyone overjoyed.

Cuizhi fed her youngest son mush on the table next door, and she was not unhappy at all. The three sisters-in-law were very happy.

The second sister-in-law said embarrassedly: "Cuizhi, the second sister-in-law couldn't help it a few days ago, you see if there is anything that the second sister-in-law needs to do, just say it." ”

There are still traces of the second sister-in-law's scratch on Cuizhi's arm!

The sister-in-law also followed up and said: "You know, my mother always coughs in winter, and we think that those gifts can also be sold for some money to treat my mother's illness!" ”