Cheng Silang sat on his knees in the bedroom, looking at the woman on the couch. Although it had been half a day, he still looked in disbelief.
"What is she talking about?" he asked suddenly.
After sitting there for half a day, he saw the woman who seemed to be sleeping occasionally moving her lips, as if she was saying something.
"I don't know." The maid said, lowering her head, "The lady was stimulated and confused."
"Yes, by Wang Shiqi..." Cheng Silang asked, a little uneasy.
Of course he knows who Wang Shiqi is, and his sister won't get sick because of him.
"No." The maid shook her head, "It's something else. Master, there's no need to ask."
When Cheng Silang heard this, he nodded and asked no more questions.
"Then let's find a doctor. If she is conscious, she can be saved," he said.
The maid nodded.
"If I'm looking for it again, many people are helping me find it," she said.
Cheng Silang said oh.
"I, I'll go to the academy and ask around to see who knows a good doctor." He said and stood up hurriedly.
"Fourth Young Master," the maid called to him, "This is not what you want to do now."
Cheng Silang stopped and looked at her, a little uneasy.
"Then, what should I do?" he asked.
His temper is too cowardly...
Either good or bad...
The maid stood up.
"Fourth Young Master, my wife's shop needs to be taken care of by someone," she said seriously.
Stores, oh, yes, those three stores.
Cheng Silang remembered it, and his heart beat loudly.
Such a famous place that often appears among classmates as a good place to reward themselves one day, actually belongs to my sister!
She, how did she do it?
"Fourth Young Master." The maid had no choice but to shout again.
Cheng Silang came back to his senses, blushing slightly and feeling restrained.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked.
Sitting in the Immortal Palace again, the initial curiosity was gone. Looking at the four people in front of him, Cheng Silang became nervous and stiff.
"There is something I want to tell you." The maidservant knelt down beside Cheng Silang and said, "My wife is sick."
Shopkeeper Wu already knew this, so his expression remained unchanged. The shopkeepers of Taipingju and Yichuntang, as well as Sun Cai of Taiping Tofu, had shocked expressions on their faces.
"So, are you okay?" the three of them asked in unison.
"It's okay, it's just that the business of the store will be temporarily taken over by my fourth son." The maid said, looking at Cheng Silang.
"I've met Shiro-kun."
The two newly invited shopkeepers were both human beings. After hearing this, they immediately paid homage and Sun Cai was not far behind.
Cheng Silang suddenly became stiffer.
"Okay...easy to talk about." He stammered.
Shopkeeper Wu lowered his head and pushed a few volumes of account books over.
"These are the account books of three stores. Please check them, Fourth Young Master." He said.
Cheng Silang was at a loss again.
He thought of his father at home. Every month, the housekeepers at home and shopkeepers from outside shops would gather and report the accounts to him one by one. At that time, his father looked majestic and joyful, just like a mountain, steady and calm.
Their Cheng family.
He only respected his father, but never envied him, because according to the Cheng family's clan rules, as the fourth son, he would never be able to touch the account books in his life.
I didn’t expect that there would be this opportunity!
Cheng Silang subconsciously reached out his hand, picked up a roll of account books and unfolded it, his eyes widened immediately.
Lots and lots of money!
He subconsciously rolled up the account book again, too frightened to take another look.
Lots and lots of money!
Fortunately, Cheng Silang did not show any more timidity in front of several shopkeepers. When everyone resigned and only the maid was left, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves.
"I don't know how to read these," he said with a blush.
He looked a little guilty and apologetic, as if it was his big fault.
The maid smiled slightly.
"This slave will watch," she said.
Cheng Silang breathed a sigh of relief and was a little dazed.
"Then, how can I help?" he asked, smiling a little apologetically, "I can only read... and I can't read well..."
The maid looked at him and nodded and smiled.
"Fourth Young Master, just help us guard these three stores for my wife." She said, "Don't let others take them away. Fourth Young Master, my wife has worked hard to get these stores to where they are today. We
I don’t want my wife to wake up after recovering from her illness and find that everything is gone..."
She leaned over and kowtowed as she spoke, her voice choked with sobs.
"Get up, get up." Cheng Silang said hurriedly, "This is what should be done, and this is what I should do. Don't worry, I will watch over my sister until she wakes up."
After saying this, both of them were slightly startled.
What if she doesn't wake up...
This thought flashed across their heads, and they both made a few noises at the same time.
No, no, definitely not...
"What if she doesn't wake up? What if she becomes a fool again?"
Mr. Zhou hummed and said, picking up the tea bowl in front of him and putting it down without drinking.
"This little maid actually pulled out a member of the Cheng family to block her. Are the people from the Cheng family some good people?"
"That is, with our dowry, you can starve your daughter to death and throw it away. How can you hand over these properties to them!" Mrs. Zhou said even more angrily, "That cheap maid belongs to the Cheng family, so naturally she helps Cheng
Go home and get something."
As she spoke, she stood up.
"I'll get rid of her!"
"Don't be anxious yet." Mr. Zhou said, raising his hand to stop Mrs. Zhou.
"What time is it? Isn't it urgent?" Mrs. Zhou asked anxiously.
"Two children, what are you afraid of?" Mr. Zhou said with a snort, while he picked up the tea bowl leisurely, "In this capital, they think they can even dig out the palm of my hand? I'm just coaxing them to play."
"Then get it as soon as possible and feel at ease." Mrs. Zhou said, "If the Cheng family cats smell the fishy smell and touch it, they will be in trouble."
"What are you afraid of when you come? I thought this was Jiangzhou." Mr. Zhou said with a snort, "If anyone named Cheng dares to come, I will let him go back crying!"
After he finished speaking, he took a gulp of tea with a bit of pride. As a result, he forgot to blow the tea, and when it was too hot, he let out a sigh, let go and spilled the tea on his body, causing a commotion in the room.
At this time in Jiangzhou, Mr. Cheng, who was sitting in the hall and listening to a maid playing the piano, suddenly sneezed several times, causing the originally beautiful piano sound to become somewhat fragmented.
"It must be the Zhou family in the capital who miss me again." Mr. Cheng said, waving his hand.
The maid hurriedly hugged Qin and left.
"Well, why don't you listen?" Mrs. Cheng said, still a little unhappy.
"Don't you think it's strange?" Mr. Cheng leaned back on the table again and said with a frown.
"Isn't it strange?" Mrs. Cheng asked, taking a cup of tea to drink.
"Master won't be here this week either," Master Cheng said.
Mrs. Cheng choked on her tea.
"So you still miss him?" she said, coughing.
"I want him to die." Mr. Cheng said with a snort. "It's really strange. Why is there no movement after this old man left? Didn't your nephew already go to the capital? He must have known about the marriage, why didn't he react at all?
Already?"
After finally holding back my energy, the other party succumbed. Although this was an ideal result, I was still mentally aggrieved.
"What's the reaction? What else can he say about such a huge good thing?" Mrs. Cheng snorted.
"Of course he won't talk about the fool. Why doesn't he come and make trouble about the dowry?" Mr. Cheng said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the butler outside the door ran over, stroking his hat.
"Master, master, people are coming, they are coming."
The housekeeper shouted in a hurry as he ran.
Are people really here?
Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng both sat up in surprise.
"Sure enough, you can't speak behind someone's back." Mr. Cheng sighed, taking a deep breath and cheering up, "How many people named Zhou are here this time?"
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment.
"The surname is Zhou?" he asked, "Who are you talking about, sir?"
"Who are you talking about?" Master Cheng was also stunned for a moment, "Isn't it someone from the Zhou family who is here?"
The butler cheered.
"No, no, it's Mr. Cao Biejia from the state capital." He said hurriedly.
Mr. Cheng changed his clothes and walked into the living room. He saw two people already sitting inside, one of whom was the very familiar Mr. Cao Biejia.
"Oh, Mr. Cao." He smiled and saluted.
As a local wealthy man, Mr. Cheng had a certain status, so Cao Biejia stood up and saluted.
The two smiled and exchanged a few words.
"I have something to do with you today, Master Cheng." Cao Biejia stepped into the topic and said.
Mr. Cheng nodded.
"Sir, please speak," he said.
"Take a look at your family's genealogy." Cao Biejia said. (To be continued)
