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Zhu Yuan had no choice but to hold the jade pendant in his hand, and was a little moved in a hurry.
She had always wanted to live well, and she could not take care of anything else. She didn't dare to pray for anything else. She just wanted to live well with her aunt and younger brother and try her best to protect everyone around her.
But along the way, although she lost a lot of things, she got countless things.
Chen family, Wang family...
Old Mrs. Chen sent someone to bring the fruits from the farm a few days ago. Wang Qian even cared about her everything. Now there is the Fan family...
She finally understood why the big family liked to build a marriage and strengthen their relationship. It turned out that the feeling of someone supporting Gu Nian when she fell was really good.
Mrs. Fan immediately changed the topic: "Yuanyuan hasn't seen several of my granddaughters yet. When he came here today, he met each other and then he would be relatives from now on."
The girls in the Fan family are all good-tempered, gentle and cute, and they are not as arrogant as other girls. When they see Zhu Yuan, they ask her if the matter in the book of saving her mother is true.
Fan Ying is the oldest, two years older than Zhu Yuan. She has already made a marriage appointment and is waiting to marry at home. She is more gentle than other sisters. She asked Zhu Yuan with a smile: "The day after tomorrow, our grandfather's family will go to Baima Temple to light the lanterns. Will Miss Zhu come too?"
Fan Ruo hurriedly invited him: "Sister Zhu, come together. I heard that that day was the day when the Bodhisattva was born. If you go to the temple to make a wish that day, you will definitely achieve your wish."
Zhu Yuan vaguely knew about this. She had heard Su Fu mention it, saying that she would go to Baima Temple to burn incense and pray for peace for her grandfather and uncles.
Since my aunt was going, she naturally went there too, so she nodded.
After a while, Fan Daru came back, and Zhu Yuancai said goodbye to them and went to pay homage to Fan Daru.
Fan Daru changed his clothes and smiled when he saw her: "It's better to see it at first sight than to hear it. It turns out that Miss Zhu is like this."
Although he was over fifty years old, he looked very young. He reached out to let Zhu Yuan sit, looked at the desk with his back to Zhu Yuan for a while, then pulled out a book and handed it over: "This is the complete book of saving the mother. From now on, it will be Miss Zhu's. Miss Zhu will do whatever she wants."
At the beginning, Fan Daru was only responsible for writing books, but this book was not sold. Chu Tingchuan ordered Chenglan to ask the storyteller to talk to the restaurants and teahouses. The opera troupe only sang them first, and later they were all taken back. Although many were still copied, the capital had almost reached a household name.
But if Zhu Yuan wants to use the notebook for other purposes, such as taking it to the Nanzhili area and then using it, it will be used.
Zhu Yuan thanked me solemnly.
Fan Daru waved his hand and laughed casually: "No need to thank you, I am the most annoying to those old scholars, and my brother-in-law..."
Speaking of British Duke, Fan Daru sneered: "He is also getting back and forth. He is so old that he has commanded thousands of troops under his command, but he is actually skeptical about a little girl and insists on pushing people to death. I can't stand it."
After he finished speaking, he asked Zhu Yuan and Zhu Jingxian again: "This child is very talented. He said he wanted to worship me before, but by chance, it was my sister-in-law who sent me the message, so I refused it, but I lost a good apprentice."
Fan Daru is indeed the same as Cheng Lan and Jin often say, and he is really an interesting person.
No wonder he and the British Duke can't get along.
She smiled and said, "For your blessing, he worshipped Mr. Wang, who said he was still working hard."
Fan Daru nodded and said, "It's great. If you have talent and are willing to work hard, you can always make a breakthrough in the future."
After saying a few words, someone from Mrs. Fan came over and said he wanted Zhu Yuan to come over.
Having already thanked him, Zhu Yuan said goodbye to Fan Daru. When he arrived at the flower hall, he saw Mrs. Fan's face looked a little ugly and told Grandma Fan Daru something.
Seeing Zhu Yuan coming, Mrs. Fan didn't say anything anymore and patted Su Fu's hand: "I'm really sorry. I originally wanted to keep you for dinner, but now something like this has happened... It's not easy to keep you anymore. See you again when you arrive in the temple the day after tomorrow."
Su Fu nodded and comforted her: "Don't be too anxious, maybe it's not a big deal. If... if we can be useful at that time, you must speak up."
Mrs. Fan and Grandma Fan nodded.
When he got on the carriage, Su Fu said to Zhu Yuan who was confused: "Oh, I heard that Mrs. Fan's mother was sick... The people at home came to report the letter, and Mrs. Fan had to take the children back to visit."
Mrs. Fan’s mother?
Zhu Yuan thought about it before he realized: "It's Mrs. Xu's mother?"
Old Mrs. Xu is over fifty years old, so Mrs. Zhao is probably not young. No wonder she is sick and Mrs. Fan is so nervous.
Old Mrs. Zhao is indeed sick, but she can't do it any more serious. She leaned against the pillow and looked at Old Mrs. Xu in a very good spirit. She didn't understand why her eldest daughter had to ask someone to call her younger daughter and younger sister-in-law: "What are you doing? It's just a little cold. The imperial doctor also said that she was just taking medicine. Why bother to mobilize all the troops..."
Old Mrs. Xu slowly took the medicine bowl in her hand to the girl next to her. Seeing that Old Mrs. Zhao complained, she said angrily: "Why, you are sick, they can't even know? Are you so afraid that you will let them come over and delay their good life?"
Old Mrs. Zhao was so choked that she couldn't reply, and couldn't help but sigh.
When she gave birth to her eldest daughter, they were on duty. She was a new wife at that time, so she was not assured that her husband went to work as an official in another place alone. She had to hand over the eldest daughter to the care of her uncle and his wife.
From then on, the eldest daughter decided that they were partial and had never been very close to them, and she was often very resentful.
She felt guilty about this and accommodated her everywhere. Who knew that her eldest daughter still held such a grudge after so many years, and she could do anything to her be biased towards her younger daughter.
After a while, she raised her hand and pointed at her eldest daughter's head, shook her head helplessly, "You, you are all grandmothers, why are you still so unforgivable? Whatever I said, you will be hindering something else? This is just a trivial matter..."
Old Mrs. Xu gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Whatever I do in your eyes is wrong, and what I say is wrong! Only she is good, right?!"
Chapter completed!