MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 29

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Fu Wei asked Defu to repackage the guest house, and Zhou Chuanqing temporarily stayed at Fu Jiaxiao.

Every morning, Zhou Chuanqing went to the study room to give lectures to him. Most of them were combined with Fu Shu’s book, and he told many stories he had never heard before. Sometimes he also said some wild history that was not in the book. It reminds me of Fu’s interest, and every day I am interested in class.

After a half-month class, Fu Wei can not only turn the book back, but many places that he can't understand can be integrated.

In a blink of an eye, it was in early April. After a few heavy rains, the weather became warmer and warmer, and the heavy robes were replaced with light and elegant thin clothes, and the summer was already beginning to emerge.

On this day, Fu Hao was still reading in the study room. Fu Youqin’s personal maid, Qing Bi, suddenly ran in anxiously. “The son of the son! The lady fainted at the door!”

Fu was shocked and immediately got up and walked with her. "What happened?"

Qingbi was anxious. Today, she went to the shop with her wife as usual. When she got up in the morning, her wife’s face was not very good. Qingbi had advised her to take a rest day, but there were so many recent things, Fu Youqin was relieved, still I couldn't help but get out of the door. I know that when I got to the door, when I got into the carriage, I suddenly fainted.

Everyone was scared, or the housekeeper responded quickly. He was asked to send the person back to the main hospital and quickly called the doctor.

When Fu Hao rushed past, the doctor was taking the pulse.

He wants to go forward and is afraid of affecting the doctor's pulse. He can only look anxiously at Fu Youqin who is lying in bed quietly.

Fu Youqin's face is pale as paper, and there are some unhealthy sallows in the vague. In just over a month, she has lost a big circle.

Fu Shuyue, who received the news, also rushed over and saw the doctor cautiously stopped and whispered to Fu Wei. "How is your mother?"

Fu Hao shook his head, and the two brothers and sisters could only wait for the doctor to diagnose.

The doctor took out the vein and took out a piece of paper and quickly wrote a few names of the medicine. "According to my prescription, I will drink three medicines first."

"Old gentleman, what happened to my mother?" Let Qingbi go to take medicine first, Fu said in a hurry.

"Overwhelmed, overworked."

The old man shook his head. "Mr. Fu is tired of this disease. I have to calm down and adjust these days."

Fu Yiyi, remembering that Fu Youqin could say a few words to him in addition to dinner during the rest of the day. The rest of the time was not to go to the shop or Zhuangzi to inspect, or to read the books in the big study room. It was really busy without a break. .

She was so tired that she was too tired. Fu had mentioned that she wanted to help a few times, but at that time Fu Youqin always smiled and touched his head, saying that it would not be too late to give him all the way.

Although Fu Wei has the heart to help, but he does not insist on Fu Youqin's persistence, he can only put his energy into his studies.

"Would you like to take some medicine to regulate your body?"

"It is a three-point drug." The old man waved his hand. "Take the three medicines that I have opened, and then take a good rest. Don't overwork, naturally."

Fu Hao nodded, and after the passengers were sent away, he took the medicine that Qingbi grabbed back to fry, and Fu Shuyue left to take care of Fu Youqin.

When I arrived at the small kitchen, Fu Yan skillfully added wood to the small stove. After the fire, I poured the medicine into the casserole. After adding the water, I first simmered it. The smoke in the stove floated out, and the cockroach’s Fu coughed a few times. Bixiang came to pick up the fan in his hand and was shunned by Fu.

He has been doing the decocting work for a long time. After the mother is ill, they can't afford a good medicinal herb. They can only open the cheapest medicine and barely hang it. Once they are medicinal, they are not willing to throw it. On the last three times, the medicinal taste will be changed to the next one.

This is hard and desperate. Only those who have experienced it will understand it, so that now that this familiar bitter Chinese medicine smell is heard, Fu Wei will also have a conditioned nose.

Qingbi noticed his expression and comforted him: "Don't worry too much about the son. The doctor also said that after a while, the lady will be fine."

Fu Xiaoqiang smiled and thought of Fu Youqin's running around this time. His fingers tightened, and he handed the fan to Qingbi, letting her guard the medicine, and turned to find the housekeeper.

During this time, in addition to the close-knit green, the number of butlers followed Fu Youqin.

The housekeeper was Fu Youqin who was rescued by the roadside. When Fu Youqin was born soon, he saw Fu Ji, who was hungry and fainted on the side of the road. He took the person back to the house and made a long-term work. Fu Ji felt her kindness and worked hard. The old housekeeper saw him smart and willing to work. He chose him as an apprentice. After the old housekeeper retired, Fu Ji took over the position of the housekeeper.

He has always been loyal to Fu Youqin, Fu Youqin also trusts him very much, and many things are handed over to him.

Fu Ji was guarding outside, seeing Fu Fu coming over, slightly squatting, and worried on his face.

"Ji Shu, I want to ask you something."

Fu Ji had some smiles on his face. "There is something wrong with the young master, even if he asks."

Fu Hao looked at the inner room. It was not the place to talk. He took Fu Ji to the study.

It was still early, and there was some darkness in the study. Fu Ji stepped forward to open the window and gave Fu a cup of tea before standing in front of Fu.

"Ji Shu, sit down, only two of us, you don't have to be so cautious." Fu Yan said.

Fu Ji shook his head and stood still. "If the younger wants to ask, just ask, I will stand."

Seeing that he really didn't want to, Fu Yan was not too reluctant. He thought a little and thought about it. "I want to ask the things in the shop..."

"What's wrong with the store recently?"

Before the shop was never so busy, even if it was changed to a master to manage, it should not let the mother work like this, unless there is something wrong, so that the mother has to worry about the whole day.

"This..." Fu Ji looked a little embarrassed and hesitated to see Fu Wei.

Fu Yan saw his hesitation, and he looked positive. He said: "I know that my mother and I both still treat me as a child, but now I am a man in the house. I can't always let my mother work hard. I will pick it sooner or later. From the burden of Fu's family, even if you don't say it today, I will ask myself if my mother is sick."

Fu Ji sighed and looked at his look a little gratified. No one knows more than how much his wife is.

In order to maintain the balance of the family, she never intervened in business matters, and completely trusted to go to Wen Bo Li to take care of it. Even his housekeeper, because of his wife's confidence, rarely participated in business matters.

It is not good to report good intentions. Wen Bo Li is a small man with a wolf ambition. Although he has already driven people away, the mess he left behind has to be cleaned up.

The biggest industry of Fujia is Zhuangzi and the field. The grain that Zhuangzi collects every year must be sold through his own rice shop. Fu's rice shop is spread throughout Nanming County, and there are two small square towns, not to mention shops in other places.

During the period of taking over the business, he and his wife first patrolled the various Zhuangzi and the shop, and collected the accounts of the past years and re-liquidated them.

Really, I don’t know, I’m scared, even the two shops that should have earned the most money are losing money every year!

But in fact, the harvest of Fujia Zhuangzi is good every year, and the collected grain is sent to the shop in batches. The shop is losing money in successive years, which means that it is self-evident.

There are locusts in the shop, and the time is not short.

However, no one has ever discovered this problem before. Perhaps it was Wen Boli who did not understand the business affairs, was deceived by others, and it was also possible that he had colluded with the shop and had been conspiring to make false accounts.

It was not until this time that Fu Youqin found the account on Zhuangzi with the pair on the shop and found that it was simply not right.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, this world became more and more peaceful, although the price of rice has dropped a lot, but because of the large amount or the huge profits, the loss of a shop is excusable, but even a few shops are losing money together, the accounts are not reasonable. Qing, the problem here is getting bigger.

The shops with the problems are the best ones. The management is for the elderly for more than ten years. Fu Youqin only found that the accounts on both sides were not right, but they could not produce actual evidence to prove that there was a problem on the shop. .

And once it is really a few things to guard against self-stealing, then the people on the shop have to change the blood, it is also a matter of pulling the whole body.

Therefore, Fu Youqin will be worried about this. During the day, he will visit the remaining shops. When he comes back at night, he still has to look at the books. The problems have not been solved. If you find out other things, this year's business will not be done.

"Mrs. will not let me tell Miss Young, I am afraid that you will also worry."

Fu Ji looked at the urgency and couldn't help. In fact, he was in favor of letting Fu Biao come to help. After all, this industry will be handed over to him sooner or later. It was only the wife who had loved the two children before, and he did not even know if Fu had the ability to provoke this burden.

But now it seems that the young master is still a lady's child, even if it was innocently loved before, but at least there is still this responsibility.