Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

After Mingchuan left, Ming Huaying was not in a good mood. She returned to the chair and put her hand on her forehead to let them close the door.

But he didn't hear any movement for a while, and looked at them with raised eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Ji Huatao sat across from her and said in a persuasive tone: "Ah Ying, you can't just close the door and stop doing business when you encounter some minor problems. If you continue like this, you won't be able to make any money."

"Actually..." Xiaofeng leaned against the door and wanted to explain.

Unexpectedly, Ji Huatao couldn't stop talking after he started talking: "Just like yesterday you closed the door when you saw me coming, and just after that annoying person left, you had to close the door again. How can there be such a thing in business? If someone has a boss I came over here to see your rouge, but when I saw the doors were closed, maybe no one would come."

"And the monthly rent..."

Ming Huaying glanced at her and said to Xiaofeng, "Close the door."

Seeing that Ji Huatao was about to talk again, she leaned back and said casually: "The shop is mine."

"I know it's yours."

"Everything in the shop belongs to me."

Ji Huatao blinked, pointed at Ming Huaying, looked at Xiaofeng and said, "What did she say?"

Xiaofeng came over and pretended to be innocent: "I just wanted to tell you that this shop belongs to Sister Aying, and Sister Aying is very rich."

Ji Huatao seemed to be frightened and said in a calm tone: "Then you told your father yesterday that you couldn't pay your wages."

"I lied to him."

Ji Huatao lay on the table for a while. When he got up, his eyes were red: "If you have money, what kind of shop can you open? You can also make money by opening a restaurant."

"The restaurant is too busy, that's not good."

She thought of something and asked tentatively: "That's why they persuade you to go home again and again, because they want your money."

Ming Huaying stared at the ground and nodded briefly.

Ji Huatao was a little anxious: "Then what if they kidnap you home while you are not paying attention and force you to get married?"

"They won't." Ming Huaying sighed, "Liu doesn't have the courage. My father looks like he's not afraid of anything, but in fact he's just a paper tiger."

"Mingchuan, he was scared by me just now. He is probably lying on the bed."

Ming Huaying looked at the puzzled expressions of the two and smiled. This younger brother was not like this when he was a child.

At this time, Mingchuan was indeed lying on the bed, as if he had a nightmare, covered in sweat.

Mingyan worriedly asked the doctor on the side. The doctor couldn't see any symptoms. He only said that he had depression and fell into a dream. He could only wait to wake up.

After the doctor left, Mingyan looked at the concierge and said sternly: "You said the young master said something when he came back. What did he say?"

The concierge was trembling with fear, sweating profusely, and really didn't know how to speak.

"you say!"

"The young master said...he said 'Achuan has no ability'."

There was silence in the room. The concierge lowered his head, and big beads of sweat hit the ground. After a long time, he heard a very soft voice: "Go down."

The sun outside the window is shining on the ground, and the lush green is a characteristic of this season.

It didn't seem so hot when the wind blew over. Mingchuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. When he saw the person in front of him, his eyes lit up and he shouted loudly: "Sister!"

The person in front of him changed from a blur of light and shadow to a concrete outline. Mingchuan felt aggrieved when he saw his sister coming over.

He rubbed his sore knees and whispered in a tearful tone: "Sister, tell me if it's okay. Father punishes me to kneel for an hour, but Ah Chuan is so tired."

"Why should I punish you?"

Just as Mingchuan was about to speak, he thought of the lessons he had wasted because of his playfulness. He lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

But my sister's gentle question was still in my ears: "Achuan, why does father punish you?"

"Because... I failed to complete the homework assigned by my husband on time."

Mingchuan's voice was very low, but his eyes saw the blue skirt stopped in front of him. The moment his shoulders were pressed, he felt that his body was not in control.

Even though he didn't dare to look up, he still raised his head stiffly as if he was being manipulated.

What he saw was his sister who kept smiling no matter what happened. What he heard this time were words of advice: "Since Achuan promised to complete his homework, he can't break his promise. Father is not angry because of your playfulness, but You didn’t fulfill your promise.”

"Sister hopes that Achuan can keep his word."

The temperature around him suddenly rose, and the drops of sweat he broke out fell to the ground without hesitation, but the person in front of him disappeared.

He seemed to be the only one left in the huge courtyard, and a sigh penetrated into his ears. The voice was somewhat familiar, and he had not heard it for a long time.

"Ugh."

Xiaofeng looked at Ji Huatao with wide eyes and asked, "You didn't sigh, did you?"

Ji Huatao's eyes slowly opened wide, his head turned to the side, and he whispered: "You heard it too, I thought I heard it wrong."

The two of them turned to look at the person who made the sound at the same time. It was really rare to hear Ming Huaying sigh.

Ji Huatao dropped the rag in his hand and ran to Ming Huaying, squatted down and tapped her calf, and said: "A Ying, do you know what day it is today?"

"What day?"

Ji Huatao choked: "You really don't know. He Ming knows it!"

Ming Huaying stretched out her hand to block her movement, frowning, so fast?

Then he looked at the longing expressions of the two of them and thought it was a little funny: "You go ahead, just have fun."

"how about you?"

"I have an appointment."

Ji Huatao felt that his brain was running out. Just now he heard the man sighing sadly, but his expression changed in an instant.

"Is it that young master?"

Ji Huatao ignored Ming Huaying's eyes and encouraged Xiao Feng to continue.

Xiaofeng did not dare to speak, and looked at Ming Huaying cautiously: "Sister Aying."

Ming Huaying said distressedly: "I regret letting you in. It would be great for me to manage a shop by myself without having to pay wages to others."

Ji Huatao didn't worry, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't come here, I know it's Xu Suiran even if you don't tell me. Didn't he go out to do errands? He said he would come back to celebrate the festival with you today."

Seeing that Ming Huaying had no intention of speaking, he threatened Xiaofeng with his eyes. Xiaofeng looked at Ming Huaying and did not stop him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "That young master accidentally destroyed Sister Aying's material last time. My sister was very angry at that time.”

"Can you not be angry? If anyone breaks my things, I will fight him to the death." Ji Huatao did not forget to joke as he listened.

"Then Sister Aying asked him to find another one of the same kind. The young man said that he would be out for a few days and might be later."

Ji Huatao stretched out and hugged Ming Huaying with his lowered arms: "Look, he said he would be late for a few days. Maybe he won't come back tonight even if you wait for him for so long. Just come with us." "

Ming Huaying frowned and said, "Who said I have to wait for him."

"If you don't wait for him, then who did you date?"

Ming Huaying patted her hands off her shoulders, stood up, straightened her clothes, and said, "My spices are almost ready. I'll see if there will be any surprises tonight."

The Heming Festival is held once a year in Tancheng. According to legend, Tancheng was once a small city that was not popular and was easily exploited.

During a robbery, Tancheng suffered heavy casualties. At the moment when the city lord couldn't bear the humiliation and wanted to commit suicide, birdsong suddenly sounded outside the city lord's mansion.

Countless birds were hovering in the sky, and then there was another loud and not so harsh call.

A quarter of an hour later they left as if it was just an illusion.

And those who occupied Tan City all disappeared.

Vendors will also come out to join in the fun on this day, and there are countless acrobats. The whole city is surrounded by a joyful atmosphere.