Cannon fodder for his brother

Chapter 67 The Vengeful Owner's Daughter 14
What a silly question this is asking.He let out so much blood, it was naturally painful, but he didn't want to die in vain, the main task has not been completed yet.

If he died like this, with Ning Feng'er's pure nature, he might be swallowed by life.

Ning Hong really wanted to pat his younger sister's head to see if it was filled with water, but seeing her worried look, she couldn't help feeling a little moved.Brother Jia is right, this woman is made of water.

Forget it, forget it, even if she loves to cry like sister Lin, she is still his sister.

Besides, Sister Lin is actually quite cute.

At least he has an open mind and no bad intentions.

However, his younger sister is not as transparent as younger sister Lin.

"Brother doesn't hurt." Ning Hong smiled stiffly and shook her head at her. "I don't feel any pain at all."

In fact, he is a liar.

He was almost dying of pain.

Not only the pain from the wound, but also the moment when the black blood gushed out, it hurt even more.

But this kind of words, can you say to Ning Feng'er,
Speaking out, I'm afraid that there will be rivers of blood on his side, and rivers of tears on her side.

"Brother." Ning Feng'er sniffed, a beauty is a beauty, such a rude gesture made her feel a little more beautiful.

"You came here specially, you must have something to look for me, right?"

Not wanting to see her crying anymore, Ning Hong hurriedly bandaged her hands and changed the subject. ,

"Brother, I have an idea."

Seeing that Ning Hong was bandaging the wound with one hand, Ning Feng'er took the gauze and bandaged Ning Hong herself.

"what idea?"

"I want to help the people in this village, and I hope they can all live a good life."

Ning Feng'er lowered her head and bandaged her carefully, but it seemed that the wrapping was a little too much.

The whole hand was almost wrapped into a rice dumpling.

He was only injured on his finger, but looking at it suddenly, he might think that his hand was broken.

"That's a good idea."

It's good to have ideas.

Ning Hong sighed and withdrew her hand.

It's okay, that's fine, at least you can fool the mastermind behind the scenes.

"But, brother, I don't know what I should do?" Ning Feng'er frowned, "Father once said that it is better to teach people to fish than to give them fish, and if you give them money directly, it will make them lazy. Finally, if no one gives money, they will not be able to survive.”

"That sentence is not wrong." Ning Hong nodded in agreement, "I never thought that this old man would be able to say such a reasonable thing."

Although he is not very good at managing the backyard, there is no doubt that with such a magnanimity, it is no wonder that Jiuxiao Villa can develop to the scale it is today under his hands.

What a pity, what a pity.

If he changed to a more virtuous wife, or if he paid more attention to his backyard, the glory of Jiuxiao Villa might last for many more years.

At least, when he was alive, he could always be brilliant.

Of course, if you die, there is no guarantee.

The current heir of Jiuxiao Villa is his younger brother Ning Chengze.

Ning Cheng was narrow-minded and selfish.

Not a good heir.

It's a pity for the original body.

Originally, he valued love and righteousness, and worked hard. If he hadn't been poisoned by someone, he would be the best heir in time. It's a pity.

"Brother, what should I do then?"

"You can go back and think about it? Maybe you can come up with a better way." Then this is a good thing.

Feng'er formed this character because she was overly pampered. If she sees more and thinks more, maybe she can slowly change this crying character and become stronger.

"Brother, can I really do it?"

"of course can."

Everyone is needed, it seems that because of a sudden sense of mission, Ning Feng'er at this moment looks more beautiful than before.

The whole body is full of luster.

Ning Hong was very satisfied with Ning Fenger's change.

However, he still needs to go to the bookstore in the shopping mall to see if he can find a career suitable for the development of Zhuangzi.

Ning Feng'er went back and thought about it for a day, but she really thought of a way.

Ning Feng'er has always loved reading, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she has read a lot.

She once read some recipes for dyeing cloth in the book.

She thought, maybe, she could be a cloth dyeing workshop.

Besides, in Zhuangzi, many women can weave.

As long as their cloth can be sold, the life of the people in Zhuangzi will naturally change.

"It's a good way to rely on your own efforts."

Ning Hong has seen the vicinity of this village. The terrain here is flat, the soil is fertile, the rain is abundant, and the food grown here is quite good.

Very suitable for brewing rice wine.

In the bookstore, he found some recipes for brewing wine. If he can brew wine successfully and open a wine shop, he will definitely be able to change the face of this Zhuangzi.

Of course, Ning Feng'er's cloth dyeing recipe is also good, but I can let her try it first.

Anyway, there is not much soil in this village, and the open space is quite large.

A weaving workshop and a brewery are enough.

But before that, he still needs to write a letter to make it clear with his cheap father, otherwise, when their cloth shop and wine shop are on track, they may be returned to Jiuxiao Mountain Villa.

Maybe even the manager has to be replaced.

Ning Yunxiao looked at the letter in his hand, with a slight smile on his face, "This kid, even his father is on guard."

"What happened to the young master?" Ning Yunxiao's counselor, Jiuquan, was a little curious.

He rarely saw this silent young master write a letter to the owner, and even made the owner laugh when he saw it.

"Hong said that he and Feng'er wanted to open a cloth shop and a wine shop, and he hoped that I could write a letter to prove that the cloth shop belongs to Feng'er, and the wine shop belongs to him, what a child Temper. Doesn’t he know that our Jiuxiao Mountain Villa’s properties are spread all over the place, so how can we occupy their small and busy workshops.”

"Master, if this is a good thing."

"How to say?"

"This shows that the young master has no intention of inheriting Jiuxiao Villa. Since the young master doesn't have this intention, then naturally there will be no such thing as brother fighting for the right of inheritance in Jiuxiao Villa."

Looking at the letter in his hand, Jiuquan felt a little more fond of this frail young master.

(End of this chapter)