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Chapter 145: Thoughts are hard to calm

In fact, you can't say that you are not used to it here.

Fang Chengyu lived with his mother since he was a child. When he was five years old, he fell ill when he had to live in a separate courtyard. Mrs. Fang took care of him personally, so he lived with his mother until he was ten years old.

When he was ten years old, he moved to a separate courtyard and had only been away from his mother for four years.

Fang Chengyu turned his head outside the bed.

There were only two lights on in the room, but they were still a bit dazzling.

"Chengyu, are you awake?" Mrs. Fang saw it and came over in surprise.

Fang Chengyu didn't have the energy to speak, so he just looked at his mother and gave a comforting smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't move." Mrs. Fang said, "Would you like some water?"

As she spoke, she picked up the warm water glass on the table by the bedside, twisted the cotton swab, and slowly touched Fang Chengyu's pale lips.

It has only been more than three years since she took care of her son herself, and she is still very skilled at doing this.

Have they all moved here?

Fang Chengyu looked outside and saw that there were only two girls standing in the room.

Probably not. They must be separated at this time to show punishment and anger towards Jun Zhenzhen.

Mrs. Fang caught his gaze.

"Ganoderma lucidum is here too. I locked her up in our yard." She said softly, stroking Fang Chengyu's forehead, "Don't worry."

My son has never liked anything. Now that he has something he likes, my mother must protect him well.

A smile appeared on Fang Chengyu's face, he looked away and closed his eyes.

It really hurt. Compared with this pain, he missed her medicinal bath very much.

The Fang family mansion was not quiet at night, but this did not affect Miss Jun.

Miss Jun was ordered to be grounded. Of course, whether Miss Jun would comply is another matter, but the servants and girls couldn't avoid this place.

The courtyard was brightly lit but seemed particularly deserted.

"If they dare to bully the young lady, go to the government and sue them."

In the room, Liu'er was angrily making the bed.

Miss Jun had already washed herself and was drying her clothes while listening to Liu'er's chatter.

"My master is loyal to the country and the people, but for them, a merchant, to bully an orphan like you, Miss, is unfaithful and unfilial," Liu'er said.

This is the philosophy that Jun Zhenzhen has always believed in.

Probably the little girl felt it was unfair and held her breath. Why did she become an orphan? Why did she, a young lady from an official family, have to be reduced to relying on her grandmother who was a lowly merchant for a living.

We all only know that wealth is forged in a lifetime, but who knows that the number of lives can be determined in an instant. [Note 1]

Not to mention that Jun Zhenzhen, a daughter of a small county magistrate, could not figure it out. She, a royal relative, also did not expect this day to come.

Although I was sad that my father and mother died when I didn't know the truth at first, I thought it was destiny, so I could see it through.

Later, the emperor said that he would marry her to Lu Yunqi. My sister was very worried, and she secretly sighed in her heart whether she was a good man.

Unexpectedly, after getting married, Lu Yunqi would treat her with all kinds of kindness and respect, and she couldn't fault him at all.

Even if I think about it now, I can't choose.

Miss Jun lowered her head and looked at the black hair hanging down in front of her.

She tricked him into going out that day, and then broke into the palace alone with a knife. When she was about to die, she seemed to hear his voice.

He still chased me.

I don’t know if he had time to stab himself in the body, so as to gain some credit or make up for his poor guarding.

For a moment, all the bitter, spicy, and sweet emotions from the past came to my mind, and suddenly I felt a chill in my body, as if the cold wind was biting after sweating profusely.

"Miss, your hair is dry, go to bed early." Liu'er said.

It turned out that she had opened the brazier to dry her hair.

Miss Jun smiled at Liu'er.

"You should sleep too. Only after you have a good rest will we be energetic," she said.

Liu'er nodded.

"That's it, we are not afraid of them." She said righteously.

Miss Jun stroked her head.

"Yes, we are not afraid," she said.

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The Fang family purged a group of girls and servants. These people were packed into several carts and sent to Zhuangzi for custody because they criticized the master and spread rumors.

Because there were so many people involved, it naturally alarmed those who were watching the Fang family.

"More than a dozen of them are planted informants. Could it be as simple as a coincidence?"

In the small tea room, two people were sitting opposite each other behind a screen, pouring tea and talking.

"If it's a punishment, just sell it. Why do you have to take it away and lock it up? You don't have to kill it secretly."

The tea pourer laughed when he heard this.

"How can it be sold? Unless the tongue is cut out and sold, otherwise the scandal of the Fang family will spread all over the world." He said.

Thinking of the Fang family.

"It's so pitiful, the whole family is obsessed with it." The person from before sighed.

The tea room was quiet for a moment, and then the two of them burst into laughter.

"It's so funny." One person said, "It's a pity that Master Fang is dying this time and won't be able to play for long."

The other one shook his head.

"Don't be hasty, the young master is gone, and there are still ladies." He said, "The three ladies are enough to make them go crazy. Compared with the paralyzed young master, these delicate ladies are definitely more lively and fun.

"

When it comes to delicate ladies, this fun has a somewhat more complicated meaning for both the speaker and the listener.

There was another burst of laughter in the tea room.

"Are you sure that the paralyzed man can't be saved?" One person coughed lightly.

"Confirmed, no one can lie in front of Dr. Jiang." Another person replied, "It's only been two or three months."

"Okay." The man stood up, "Just watch the Fang family enjoy themselves for the next two or three months."

The other person did not get up to see him off.

This person walked around the screen, and when he came out, he covered his face with a big hood, hid his face, opened the door, looked around, and hurried away.

Not long after he left, a waiter walked in carrying tea.

"Master, do you want more tea?" He asked respectfully, looking at the figure behind the screen.

The person behind the screen hummed.

The shop assistant hurriedly walked in carrying tea. The sunlight shone in through the bamboo curtain, dividing the old man sitting by the window into stripes.

The old man has a solemn expression and a somewhat rigid expression of calmness and dignity. He is none other than Shopkeeper Song.

Just as the waiter was about to pour tea, shopkeeper Song Da suddenly noticed something and raised his hand to stop him.

"What kind of tea is this?" he asked.

"Master, this is the new and fine tea..." the shop assistant said.

"It's too expensive, just change it to the most common one." Shopkeeper Song Da said, "We're done with the business, we don't need such good tea anymore."

The store clerk was a bit dumbfounded.

"Master, you can drink it yourself," he said.

Shopkeeper Song shook his head solemnly.

"There is no reason for me to drink it myself. This must be recorded in the ticket account." He said.

In order to entertain big customers, Deshengchang set up a restaurant in a famous tea house and restaurant in the city, where the stewards and shopkeepers could talk and socialize.

Deshengchang did not strictly check whether the matter was discussed or whether the managers and shopkeepers were enjoying themselves.

Even if they entertain themselves, it is not a big sum for Deshengchang.

But Shopkeeper Song, who is the second most important person in Deshengchang, has always made a clear distinction.

The shop assistant had obviously heard of Shopkeeper Song's rules for a long time, and he smiled helplessly and said yes.

"I'll get you some ordinary tea," he said.

Shopkeeper Song then nodded.

"When the guests come, you can change them for me," he warned.

The store clerk responded with a smile and left.

"Mr. Song is really a..." He shook his head and said to himself outside the door.

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"What kind of person is Song Yunping?"

At this time in the Fang family, Miss Jun was also asking Mrs. Fang.

When mentioning this person, the old lady's expression was complicated, sad, angry and painful.

"He is a very strict person." She said, "This harshness is not towards others, but towards himself."

"You know that he is the big shopkeeper of Deshengchang, but none of his children or descendants are involved in Deshengchang's business." Mrs. Fang said.

Speaking of which, everyone works hard not only to live a good life for themselves, but also for the sake of their children and future generations.

How many people have nothing to do but try their best to squeeze their children and offspring into Deshengchang.

Recently, Song Yunping from Shuilou Terrace not only refused to pick the moon, but also drove away the children.

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【Note 1】: Lyrics of "Suo Lin Nang"

I really like this drama. When Xie Roujia said to Xie Rouqing that you will give me a piece of clothing and I will give you a life-long love, she was just reciting Xue Xiangling's words of giving me a coral treasure to house her in a phoenix nest for half her life.

Thanks to Xiao Ma? Bao Lilith, Qing Cai Bookworm, and Mu Mu Hezi for the reward of Heshi Bi.

Thank you all so much for your support, thank you, thank you.

O(∩_∩)O~~(To be continued)


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