Three days later, Mrs. Fang came to an inn with an impatient businessman.
"Can we load the car now?" He frowned and asked, "Has your family's matter been resolved?"
Mrs. Fang felt a little ashamed.
"I made you laugh. It hasn't been solved yet, but it doesn't affect business," she said.
Wouldn't it affect it? With so many people and the government staring at the door of the house, wouldn't it be possible to steal the car if they were incited by those few ladies to transport things out of the country?
Old Mrs. Fang smiled.
"You are really joking, how could you do that?" she said, looking a little embarrassed, "Although I am old, I am still a bit intimidating."
The businessman hummed and looked at her condescendingly.
"I see, that old lady, you really live up to your reputation." He said with a half-smile.
This is not an unpleasant thing to say, but it is not an easy thing to say either.
What he calls Old Mrs. Fang's reputation is naturally that she is domineering and does not recognize her relatives.
How could such an old lady, who had managed to hold on to such a huge family fortune for decades despite the death of her husband and the loss of her children, not be able to deal with several younger daughters?
Old Mrs. Fang personally invited her to express her sincerity and resigned first. However, the businessman did not go to Fang's house immediately, but came to the street with his entourage.
The most lively topic in the streets these three days was the fight between the Fang family's daughters for the family property. The originally suppressed topic was once again stirred up by the third lady's lawsuit.
"Is Mrs. Fang fighting with this third lady now?" the businessman asked with interest.
The chattering people don't care whether they know him or not. They are very happy to share, and they are not as happy as others when they are alone.
"No, the third young lady ran out to fight for the family property. The two young ladies at home did not agree, so the old lady asked Mrs. Fang to take the two young ladies to the government to make trouble with the third young lady." A citizen said with a smile.
The businessman smiled.
"This old lady is really ruthless," he said, "letting her relatives fight."
"What's this?" The people didn't care and took it for granted.
"It was very lively at the beginning today. People from Yangcheng all went to the county government office to watch." Someone else gave enthusiastic instructions.
The businessman pondered for a moment
"The third young lady is alone and so unreasonable. How can she fight against the mother and daughter of the Fang family?" He asked curiously, "I heard that the third young lady's biological mother harmed Young Master Fang. Mrs. Fang will not eat her alive."
It will be good if you have her.”
The people showed a bit of aloof pride.
"This fellow, you don't know this," one of them said, "Mrs. Fang is very powerful, but Miss Third is not alone, and she also has a backer behind her."
The businessman looked puzzled.
"What kind of support does someone like her have?" he asked.
"You don't know, her backer, Mrs. Fang, is afraid of her." A member of the public rushed to say, with raised eyebrows and a thumbs up, "Jun Jiuling, Miss Jun, do you know?"
The businessman said. He naturally knew about Miss Jun's return to Yangcheng immediately. It turned out to be for this reason.
"This Miss Jun actually wants to help the Third Miss?" He frowned and said, "This is not very good."
"Miss Jun must have a reason for what she does." The people said in unison, looking somewhat dissatisfied with him.
The businessman seemed to be taken aback by Miss Jun's popularity, and with a bit of embarrassment, he smiled and walked away. There was no trace of embarrassment on his face when he left the crowd.
"It turns out that Miss Jun is also a heartless person." He said with a half-smile.
"Sir, Miss Jun is the person who has received the greatest favor from the Fang family bank. If it weren't for the military merits of Deshengchang, even Duke Cheng would have died in the north." The attendant said, "People only have appetites.
As we grow older, it is better for anyone to have it than to have it for ourselves. Unfortunately, she is a granddaughter and has no reason to rob other people's property. Now, let the third lady come forward and she will support her from behind, so she will definitely take a big bite of the fat."
The businessman's smile became thicker and a bit cold.
"Bite it, bite it, you are a bunch of idiots who don't know the heights of the earth." He said.
"Then let's..." the attendant asked for instructions.
"Why don't this old lady just drive them to the government office to cause trouble? It won't delay our work." The businessman rolled his sleeves and put his hands behind his back. "We will take the things and leave, and then we will care whether they are dead or alive."
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The businessman and his men personally moved out the silver coins and loaded them into the truck. Mrs. Fang did not follow her, so the silver coins that were brought out were naturally mixed and filled two trucks.
"Old lady, would you like to count them? You are not afraid that we will take more of your money," the businessman said.
Since it is said that the principal is taken away, there are naturally accounts to be taken away and the amount is also fixed.
Mrs. Fang's expression was complicated.
"You are joking. Without yours, how would I be?" she said meaningfully.
The businessman smiled and said nothing, and Mrs. Fang's eyes fell on the silver car with a bit of sadness.
"Old lady, from now on, it's all yours." The businessman laughed softly, "You just have to be happy."
Mrs. Fang looked at him and saluted with a solemn expression.
"As I said before, without you, there would be no me." She said.
The businessman laughed and sighed with some relief.
"Old lady, the business is gone, but the friendship is still there," he said.
Mrs. Fang saluted with gratitude.
"It's getting late, we must set off," the businessman said.
Old Mrs. Fang saluted again and sent her off in person. As soon as she arrived at the door, she was rejected by the businessman. She had to stand at the door and watch the group of people walking along the street, and quickly disappeared from sight.
"Grandma, how do you feel?" Fang Chengyu came over and asked.
What does it feel like?
Old Mrs. Fang shook the crutch in her hand.
There was no more imperial edict in the crutch for her to remember day and night.
She looked back at the house, and there was no silver ingot in the house to make her feel uneasy day and night.
Decades of secrets are gone at the drop of a hat.
"I don't have to worry about whether you will be around when I die." She said suddenly.
This secret no longer needs to be passed on, it will follow her to the grave.
"I think it's empty." She stretched out her hand to touch her heart and smiled again, "But it's also very relaxing."
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The convoy was walking on the road, and people were riding horses in front and behind. Some people were throwing wine bags to each other, and they were laughing constantly.
"They're so relaxed."
On a hilly slope not far away, Miss Jun, who was wearing a straw braid and a certain straw hat, almost blending in with the hills, said lightly, staring at the group of people fiercely.
There was a strong wind behind me, and a tree branch hit Miss Jun on the head.
"What?" Miss Jun asked with a bit of annoyance.
Zhu Zan didn't pay attention to her bad mood and raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"Let's go play." He said.
Miss Jun looked at him condescendingly, her brows still knitted together.
"What are you playing for?" she asked. (To be continued)