Jun Jiuling

Three days later, Mrs. Fang arrived in an inn with impatient businessmen.

"Can the car be loaded now?" He frowned and asked, "Is your family settled?"

Old lady Fang felt a little ashamed.

"It's funny to you that it hasn't been resolved, but it doesn't affect business," she said.

Doesn't affect it? So many people and the government are staring at the door of the house. Wouldn't those girls incited to transport things out of the car be picked up?

Old lady Fang smiled.

"You're really joking, how could that be?" She said, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Although I am old, I am still a little deterrent."

The businessman hummed and looked at her condescendingly.

"So that's how it is. You really live up to your reputation, old lady." He said with a half-smile.

This is not a bad word, but it is not a good word either.

The so-called old lady Fang's reputation in his mouth is naturally domineering and disowned by her relatives.

Such an old lady has survived the death of her husband and children for decades, and has kept such a huge family business without failing. How could she not be able to deal with a few younger daughters.

The old lady Fang came to invite her to express her sincerity, and took her leave first, but the businessman did not go to Fang's house immediately, but came to the street with his entourage.

In the past three days, the hottest topic in the streets and alleys was the daughters of the Fang family fighting for family property. The topic that had been suppressed was brought up again because of Miss San's lawsuit against the government.

"Then is Mrs. Fang fighting with the third lady now?" the businessman asked with great interest.

The people who gossip don't care whether they know him or not, they are very willing to share, and it is better to be alone than to be happy.

"No, the third lady ran out to fight for the family property. The two young ladies in the family disagreed, so the old lady asked Mrs. Fang to take the two young ladies to the government to quarrel with the third young lady." A member of the public said with a smile.

The businessman smiled.

"This old lady is really ruthless." He said, "Let my relatives fight."

"What is this?" The people didn't care and took it for granted.

"It was very lively at the beginning of today. People in Yangcheng went to the county government to watch." Some people gave enthusiastic pointers.

The businessman ponders for a moment

"The third lady is alone, and she is so unreasonable, can she beat the mother and daughter of the Fang family?" He asked curiously, "I heard that the third lady's biological mother harmed Young Master Fang, and Mrs. Fang doesn't eat it raw. She'll be fine."

The people showed a little bit of arrogance.

"This fellow, you don't know that." One of them said, "Mrs. Fang is very powerful, but Miss San is not alone, she also has a backer behind her."

The businessman looked puzzled.

"A person like her, what support does she have?" He asked.

"You don't know, Mrs. Fang is afraid of her backer." A member of the public rushed to say, brows raised and thumbs raised, "Jun Jiuling, Miss Jun, do you know?"

The businessman said oh, he naturally knew about Miss Jun's return to Yangcheng at the first time, so it was for this reason.

"This Miss Jun actually wants to help 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, with expressions of dissatisfaction with him.

The businessman seemed taken aback by Miss Jun's popularity, and with a little embarrassment, he smiled apologetically and walked away, leaving the crowd without any embarrassment on his face.

"It turns out that Miss Jun is also a heartless person." He said with a half smile.

"Sir, Miss Jun is the one who has received the greatest favor from the Fang family's bank. If it weren't for the military exploits of De Shengchang, even Duke Cheng would have died in Beidi." The entourage said, "People will only lose their appetite. It's getting bigger and bigger, whoever has it, it's better to have it yourself, but she is a granddaughter and has no reason to snatch other people's property, now it's all right, let the third lady come forward, she will support her behind, and she is bound to take a bite of the fat."

The businessman's smile was stronger and a bit colder.

"Bite, bite, a bunch of idiots who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth." He said.

"Then now we..." the follower asked for instructions.

"Forget this old lady, just drive them to the government to make trouble, so as not to delay our work." The businessman waved his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, "We take the things and leave, and then we will care whether they live or die."

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The silver taels were brought down by the businessman to load them into the trucks. Mrs. Fang did not follow, so the silver taels brought out were naturally mixed, and two trucks were full.

"Old lady, do you want to count it, and you are not afraid that we will take more money from you." The businessman said.

Since it is said that the principal is taken away, there is naturally an account to go, and the amount is also fixed.

Old lady Fang had a complicated expression.

"You are joking, without yours, there is no mine." She said meaningfully.

The businessman smiled and said nothing, and Mrs. Fang's eyes fell on the silver car, with a sense of loss.

"Old lady, from now on, it's all yours." The businessman laughed softly, "You should be happy."

Old lady Fang looked at him and saluted him solemnly.

"It's still the same sentence, 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.

Old lady Fang saluted with gratitude.

"It's getting late, we must set off," said the businessman.

The old lady Fang saluted again and saw them off in person, but was rejected by the businessman as soon as she arrived at the door, so she had to stand at the door and watch the group of people go along the street, and soon disappeared from sight.

"Grandma, how do you feel?" Fang Chengyu came over and asked.

what does it feel like

Old lady Fang shook the cane in her hand.

There was no imperial decree in the crutches that made her think about it day and night.

She looked back at the house, and there was no silver ingot in the house that made her restless day and night.

Decades of secrets are gone.

"I don't have to worry about whether you will be here when I die." She said suddenly.

There is no need to pass on this secret, it will follow her to the grave.

"I think it's empty." She stretched out her hand to press her heart, and smiled again, "However, it's also very relaxing."

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The convoy was walking on the road, crowds of people rode on horseback, and some people threw wine bags to each other, laughing constantly.

"It's so easy for them."

On a hilly slope not far away, Miss Jun, who was wearing a straw weave and a straw hat that almost blended into the hill, said indifferently, staring fiercely at the group of people.

There was a gust of wind behind him, and a branch hit Miss Jun on the head.

"What are you doing?" Miss Jun asked a little angrily.

Zhu Zan didn't care about her bad mood, and raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Let's go play," he said.

Miss Jun looked down at him, her brows still knit together.

"Playing what?" she asked.