MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 33

Taking over the business of Fu Jia, Fu Xiaosi thought about this for a long time, and finally said it today.

Unexpectedly, what he wanted to say turned out to be this, Fu Youqin looked a little stunned, and his eyes reflected Fu Yan’s serious look.

Her own son, she knows nothing more, Fu Wei is a lazy and unassuming temperament, and his peers, who are quite similar to his family, have their own ambitions or ambitions.

Only Fu Wei, who doesn't love reading, has no interest in doing business. He doesn't care about the family industry. He is a teenager, and he is as innocent and carefree as he was when he was a child.

She knew that she had protected him very well, but it was too late to wake up, and there was no other way than to continue to spoil.

In the end, Fu Jiajia’s great career, even if Fu’s life has been alive, these family products are enough for him to eat for a few lifetimes.

Fu Youqin’s original plan was: When Fu Xiao’s age arrived, he would show him a woman who would be a younger family, and two people would be safe and stable for a lifetime.

The current series of accidents were unexpected, and Fu’s unexpected growth was also unexpected.

The chicks under the wing also finally want to walk out of the nest to see the world outside.

"How come you suddenly think of this, you still don't want to participate in the imperial examination?" Taking over the business, it is certainly not as good as it is now, and it is even more difficult to find a good time to study.

"I want to help you share some," the drooping eyelashes fluttered slightly. Fu Yan slowly and firmly said: "I will not let go of my studies, even if I take over the business at home, as long as I want to learn, there will always be time."

"I am already an adult, I can help you..."

Fu Wei said that he was somewhat wronged. He tried to make himself look mature, but the temperament that he had cultivated in the past twenty years was not so easy to change.

In the last life, he spent ten years, except that the appearance became rough, and the innermost things never changed. Therefore, the mother always sees him as a child, and does not want to believe that he can also provoke the burden of Fu.

"Hey, you are wronged." Fu Youqin laughed, his palm patted softly on his head. "I know your mind, wait until I smooth out these messy things, and don't give it to you."

"You are all ill." Fu Yan looked up, his eyes were only forced to prove his little nephew. "Ji Shuquan told me all."

"How is he..." Fu Youqin is awkward.

"I have already cleared all the books in the shop," Fu said. She said in front of her: "There are five shops with problems. I will go to the two shops in Mingming Town to see the situation the day after tomorrow."

If Fu Qinqin was just said that when he saw that he was ill and was eager to share her, the actual situation was not too serious. Now, after listening to Fu’s remarks, he finally came up with Fu’s request.

Fu Yan put a face on her face and seriously rehearsed her over the past few days. At the end of the day, she also put her own guesses and plans.

"It’s a mother who is yelling at you..."

Fu Yan’s guess is almost the same as she thought. The plan is also very difficult to pick up a big mistake. Fu Youqin sighs slightly and grabs his hand with some emotion.

The son grew up unconsciously in a place she did not see.

Fu Hao shook his head and leaned over to hold her back. "You have a good illness at home, and then the business at home will be handed over to me. If you don't understand, I will ask Ji Shu."

"Good." Fu Youqin was held in his arms, and the boy holding her was thin, but not a strong chest can help her shelter from the wind and rain.

Fu Youqin patted him on the back and asked Qingbi to take his makeup.

Qingbi went to the middle to find a mahogany dressing and handed it to her. Let Qingbi go out first, Fu Youqin's nostalgic caressing the smooth lid, and then put it in Fu's hand.

"This is the key to the warehouse. There is a secret door in the rightmost vase of the warehouse. If there is too much loss in the shop and you need money to turn around, you can use the money inside to save the emergency."

Fu Hao holding the dress and rubbing his eyes, there is a secret door in the storeroom. This is something that he doesn't even know in his life.

Laughing and touching his face, Fu Youqin looked a little missed, gently turned the lock on the raft, opened the lid, and placed a string of bronze keys on the red flannel.

The key looks a bit old, but it is smooth to play, with a hint of metallic luster around the body.

"This is the home of Fu's ancestors who have been smashed down for generations. I have never told you before... Don't you blame?"

Fu Jiazu was once the richest man on the party. After retiring Nanming County, most of the industries were sold, leaving only a small part of Nanming County, and no one knows where to go.

Later, as time evolved, the name of Fu Jia gradually precipitated. No one knows that Fu Jia of Nanming County is the Fu family who once had a rich enemy. No one cares more about where the huge amount of family property has gone.

Fu Hao shook his head. He could fully understand why his mother didn't tell him this secret in his life. There is also a secret door in the storehouse, which contains the wealth accumulated by Fu's family. This matter does not even know about Bo Li. After they were driven out of Fu's family, the mother hid this secret, and Wen Boli did not know the death. He also harbored a treasure house under his eyelids.

Such a huge amount of wealth is not a gift for him who is too simple in his life. It is a burden and a danger.

Fu Youqin said: "Fu Jia is already rich enough. No amount of wealth is not a icing on the cake. It will only cause a glimpse of the people. If it is not necessary, don't use the things inside."

Fu Cai does not reveal the truth, Fu Yan naturally understands this truth, in fact, it also proves that this practice is correct. Fu Jia is a rich man in Nanming County, but looking at the whole big Chu, they are richer than them, a little Fu Jia It is not conspicuous in this huge pile of wealth.

Therefore, when the wars in the past were in chaos, Sifang Town was still stable, and Wenboli’s family was also stable. Instead, many of the richest people in the Yijun territory, Fu Hao heard many rumors, saying that these people were forced to surrender their property as "the treasury." "At the end of the day, I was ransacked for the crime of rebellion."

Fu Yan put the dressing on the lid, and the organ on the lid made a "beep" sound. When he thought about it, he returned the dressing box to Fu Youqin. "If you can't use it, you can still put it here."

Fu Youqin shook his head with a smile and pushed the dressing box back. "This was supposed to be kept by the family of Fu's family. When your grandfather died, he was handed over to me. Now that you are willing to take on the burden of Fu's family, the key should be It’s up to you.”

Fu Wei holding a small wooden raft, as if holding a heavy boulder in his arms, no moment more than he can make him realize the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Tightening his face, Fu Yan solemnly promised, "I will take care of it."

Fu Youqin smiled happily, patted his hand and let him go back to rest early. The two said it for so long, she was a little tired.

Fu Shuyue stepped forward to give her the pillow behind her. After she slept, she went out with Fu Wei.

When it was outside, Fu Shuyue said warmly: "Is it going to go to Shangming Town early in the morning?"

Fu Hao nodded and gave a general idea of ​​his plan. He heard that there were other people who would go with him. The worry between Fu Shuyue and his eyebrows was much weaker.

The two brothers and sisters whispered together for a while, and Fu Yucai went back with the wooden raft.

Nervously holding the dressing box back to the house, Fu Hao wandered around in a circle, and finally hid the small box in the dark compartment of the bed, put it with his small vault.

......

No dreams overnight.

The next day, I had to take a day off. Fu Hao still got up early, and asked Fu Ji to find out the life of the two shops in Shangming Town.

I will go to Shangming Town tomorrow. He wants to master as much information as possible.

Xiao Qiao and Chang Xi went to the street to buy things. Chu Xiangtian and Zhou Chuanqing are the two people who are the most idle now, and they still play chess in the yard.

From morning to evening, two people killed a few games, watching the sun fall completely, the people in the study room are still looking at the instruments, and Chu Xiangtian throws the pieces in his hands, ready to take the young master out. rest.

The forehead of Zhou Chuanqing, who was thrown away, jumped straight for the whole day. He could almost win this game. As a result, the man said that he would leave and the game was really bad.

Chu Xiang genius did not mind to manage his thoughts, knocked on the door, he looked up and looked at his young master, leaning over his cheeks, "Time is not early, it is time to go back to rest."

Fu Wei was only finished reading it. He pushed Chu Xiangtian’s hand away and muttered him. “Well, it’s good soon.”

After that, I will continue to bury my head and read the paperwork.

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Hey, this young master is really not taking his words seriously.