Chapter 65 Four joys come to the door, each one has his wish
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When it was getting dark, my father came back. When Wang Xian asked, he actually went to the government office to go through the formalities. It was just that the father went to the official office first, so the father and son missed it because he was going to the superior government office.
As an official, rather than the irrelevant history of Renhe County, he naturally received more attention from the county than the previous two times when he returned to the Yamen. Even the magistrate of Wei County took the time to meet him, saying "brother" to him, which made Mr. Wang faint.
Already...
"My son, my father is very pleased to hear your performance in recent months." When he returned home, Wang Xingye still couldn't bear to take off his black gauze hat. He was wearing a green regimental leader's official robe with a little bird on his chest.
Sitting on the parent's seat with a powerful look, he recalled the scene when he met the county magistrate. He couldn't help but propped up his arms and twirled his beard, and even spoke in a polite manner.
Wang Xian stood in the hall, feeling goosebumps all over his body. He was still used to the father who gambled in the reed swamps, picked at feet in the patio, and said, "I'm a father." He could only endure the discomfort and said: "The child can make some progress.
It’s all because of my father’s good teachings.”
"It's true..." Wang Xingye picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then put it down suddenly, sprayed on his chest and said, "Burn my tongue!"
"What?" Yin Ling asked strangely.
"It's burning your mouth." Wang Xian whispered, "Why don't you quickly wipe it for daddy?"
"Oh." Yin Ling picked up the rag and wanted to wipe it with her father, but Wang Xingye blocked her and said, "This is the cloth for wiping the table!"
"What?" Yin Ling opened her mouth slightly and asked.
"This is a rag for wiping the table!" Wang Xian coughed twice and said to himself, "Father, he is the second-ranked Jinshi of Weizhi County, and it doesn't take so much effort to speak. Aren't you just a ninth-grade sesame official? What kind of writing are you doing?"
Yin Ling had no choice but to use her sleeves to wipe away the water stains on her father's chest. While wiping, she stared at his patches and said, "Dad, this piece of cloth on your chest has birds, clouds, and waves. It's so beautiful."
ah!"
"This is not cloth but mending," the father said angrily.
"This is not cloth, it's called stuffing." Before Yinling could ask, Wang Xianxian explained, "Different birds represent different grades."
"What kind of bird is this?" Yin Ling asked curiously: "I can't recognize it..."
"Quail." Dad said with some embarrassment.
"What kind of bird is a quail?" Yin Ling stared at her second brother with big eyes that were curious about knowledge.
"Is this..." Wang Xian coughed lightly and said, "It's quail."
"Pfft..." Yin Ling purred, smiling brightly and saying, "Daddy is so funny, put a quail on your chest."
"Ahem," the father glared at Wang Xian angrily and said, "You evil beast is not worthy of being the son of a man!"
"Dad, are you going to keep talking like this?" Wang Xian said with a wry smile.
"Ignorant boy, there are a lot of officials in the provincial capital saying this. If I don't do this, how can I get along with myself?" the old man said angrily.
"If someone speaks elegantly, that's because he is a scholar." Wang Xian smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, we, who are civil servants, also imitate other people's literary skills. Wouldn't it make people laugh?"
"Uh..." Dad thought about it, and it seemed like this was the case. I saw Wei Zhixian holding back his laughter several times today, and he was probably laughing at himself. He couldn't help but said shyly: "I also feel that it's weird. It turns out it's because I suffered that
Helping the narrow-minded ghosts to play tricks." It turned out that when my father was working as an official in the provincial capital, several chief secretaries and clerks told him that the adults in the provincial capital all spoke classical Chinese, and they would be laughed at if they spoke vernacular.
My father was not coaxed, so he didn't believe it: 'I have served several great masters, but why do they always speak plain words?'
People then sneered and said, "That was in the county. When you come to the provincial capital, you are a bunch of bumpkins. You county magistrates also speak classical Chinese. They also say that you used to be an official, so naturally you don't pay attention to it. Now that you are an official, you have to become an official."
Being decent and speaking in Mandarin is the first one.
The old man was obsessed with officialdom, felt dizzy, and his IQ was only half of normal, but he believed it. So he kept speaking in classical Chinese, and when Wang Xian said it, he realized that he had lost his old man...
"It's so shameful..." Dad felt ashamed, got up and went into the back room. When he came out, he had already put on his usual Liuhe hat, silk quilted robe, and old cloth shoes. He suddenly looked much more pleasing to the eye...
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In the evening, I cooked by myself and cooked a table full of delicious food.
The family sat around the table, with the father and mother sitting at the top, Wang Gui and his wife sitting on the left, Wang Xian and Lin Qing'er sitting on the right, and the younger sister Yin Ling sitting horizontally at the bottom. This also exposed the relationship between the old Wang family and the family.
The bottom line is that in a truly wealthy family, the daughter-in-law does not even come to the table during meals...
But having said that, rules don’t matter, as long as you feel comfortable at home.
Wang Xingye sat on a chair, looking at the children in the hall, thinking about this time last year, when he was sent to the salt field in the cold wind and rain. At that time, he never thought that after just one year, he would be able to recover and live a good life again.
When he thought of this, his honest face burst into laughter. He looked at his little girl and said, "Our family is blessed with four blessings today. Little Silver Bell, do you know which ones they are?"
"I know, I know," Yin Ling chirped like a little magpie: "The first joy is that daddy has become an official!"
"That's right," Wang Xingye said with a smile, "Shouldn't each of you propose a toast to me?"
"Of course it should be?" Starting from Wang Gui, together with his wife, they each toasted Lao Wang with a glass of wine, making Wang Xingye burst into laughter.
"The second joy is that my sister-in-law is finally pregnant..." Yin Ling praised: "It's not easy, it's been three years!"
The speaker was innocent and innocent, but the listener was blushing. Wang Gui and his wife wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
"No matter what, I'll be fine as long as I'm pregnant." Dad laughed and said, "Why don't you give your sister-in-law a toast?"
"Sister-in-law, congratulations, I must give birth to a fat boy!" Wang Gui's wife couldn't drink, and Yin Ling couldn't drink either, so the two had a drink with water instead of wine.
Wang Xian and Lin Qing'er also paid tribute to their brother and sister-in-law. Wang Gui couldn't sit still anymore. He grabbed Hou and stood up together with her. He toasted to his parents and said: "We were not sensible before, but we will never be sensible again."
Got it."
The old lady sneered in her heart, but on such a happy day, it was not easy to speak openly. So she said lightly: "I hope so." After drinking this drink, I gave them both face.
"Is this the third joy?" Seeing that they had finished grinding, Yinling quickly continued: "It is the second brother who has become our God of Wealth in Fuyang... Second brother, why do people call you the God of Wealth?"
"Because I'm very talented." Wang Xian said seriously, which made Lin Qing'er burst into laughter.
"Stupid girl, your second brother is in charge of our bank and grain warehouse in Fuyang County. Do you think he is the God of Wealth?" Seeing that his daughter seemed to understand but not understand, the father said to his mother with a proud look on his face: "I'm going to the Yamen today.
, what I am most proud of is not the flattery I received, but the compliments given by those guys to the waiter. I was stunned for a moment, wondering if this was my son?" As he said this, I couldn't help laughing.
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My mother glared at my father and said, "Old Wang sells melons and boasts about himself, and he can't even hear a flattery?"
"I'm not flattering, I'm really convinced." Wang Xingye shook his head and smiled: "We have been together for more than ten years, and I still can't tell whether they are telling the truth or lies?"
"Of course it's true. My uncle's character and ability have long been spread in the county. Who doesn't know that the 'No. 1 official in Jiangnan' whom Tie Han has personally named is the 16-year-old Erlang of the Wang family!" Hou
Shi couldn't help but answer the conversation and please Wang Xiandao: "My uncle is really capable, but my sister-in-law was really blind. Fortunately, my uncle is more generous. My sister-in-law is really ashamed and grateful..."
Wang Xianlian said a lot of comforting words before Mr. Hou stopped chattering. Yin Ling couldn't wait and said: "The fourth joy is that my eldest brother finally got his wish and became the owner of the paper mill!"
"Haha..." Wang Guihan laughed. He had already told his original employer today. The employer was grateful for his hard work and hard work over the years, and wanted to rely on him and get involved with Wang Xian in the future, so he gave him twenty dollars' wages.
...It's all money strings.
"What?" Mrs. Hou was a little confused, looked at Wang Gui and said: "Who do you want to be?"
Wang Gui then briefly explained the matter of Wang Xian buying Zhangjia Paper Mill for himself. He was just loyal and not stupid. He only said that the two brothers would own half of it, and did not say anything else.
After hearing this, Mrs. Hou was so surprised and overjoyed that she couldn't help but lose her composure and couldn't help but giggle. She looked at Wang Xian with sparkling eyes, completely treating him as the God of Wealth. "Second uncle lives in the Yamen, he must be very uncomfortable.
Bar?"
"Fortunately, there is a canteen for meals, and there are white servants to serve in the morning and evening." Seeing Lin Qing'er looking at him with concern, Wang Xian had to cheer up and replied.
"How can people like you take care of your uncle when you serve him?" Mrs. Hou said attentively: "Sister-in-law will find you two diligent and lovely maids to serve you morning and night, so that the family can rest assured."
"Thank you very much, sister-in-law, for taking the trouble to take care of me." Wang Xian was so sweaty, he thought to himself that in front of Sister Lin, if you want to give me a lovely little girl, do you have any grudge against me?
Lin Qing'er just smiled and showed no change in emotion.
"Ahem." Finally I couldn't stand listening any more and choked out: "Wang Gui's wife, Wang Xian doesn't need you to worry about it. You'd better save money and hire two people to take care of yourself." Seeing that Mrs. Hou was stunned, I said
He simply announced his decision:
"Your father and I took your sister to Hangzhou after the Chinese New Year." After I finished speaking, I could see surprise flashing in the eldest daughter-in-law's eyes, while the second daughter-in-law was full of worry. "Wang Gui's wife is right, Wang
Xian lives in the Yamen and needs someone to take care of him. Besides, there is no old man at home, so it is inconvenient for Qing'er to live with her brother and sister-in-law. We simply ask her to move in to take care of Wang Xian. If Wang and Gui are willing to live at home, they can stay at home. If they are willing to live with you,
You can live in a big house, I will give you your freedom."
"Mom..." From the beginning, Lin Qing'er had been listening indifferently, until she heard my mother's arrangement, her face turned red and her head was so low that it was about to break, but she just didn't say 'no'...
"I know you have long thought about your own little life." I sneered repeatedly: "They are all things that you married and forgot about your mother. But Wang Xian, let me remind you, you two are still siblings now, sister and brother.
You don’t need to tell me what you should do or what you shouldn’t do!”
Even Wang Xian's face turned red at this time, and he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Mom, don't worry..." No one could be killed.