Fang Jifan didn't care about the rumors outside at all. He was busy settled the score now. After a few days, Wang Jinyuan began to invite someone to come to move. Manager Yang cried again and almost passed away.

Deng Jian followed Fang Jifan pitifully. Fang Jifan was very polite to the people recruited by Wang Jinyuan: "Brothers, please be careful. This is the treasure of our Fang family. Although we have changed our surname now, we have feelings. This porcelain bottle must be more careful. This is the bottle from Ru kiln, which is passed down by my great-grandfather. There is a bump and I feel uneasy. Come on, Deng Deng, pour water for you brothers. It is a guest from far away, so don't neglect it."

Deng Jian rolled his eyes and said two words directly: "No."

Fang Jifan knew that he was playing tricks. In the past two days, Deng Jian looked at him with a complicated look. He wanted to forget it, but he didn't bother with this guy, but he thought to himself, if he forgets, then it's not Fang Jifan. The Fang family's prodigal son can forget it? Be cautious. There has been no needles in just a few days, so don't show your flaws.

So he waved his face and shouted angrily: "There is nothing like a dog?"

"The tea sets were sold." Deng Jian was indeed a little afraid of Fang Jifan's, so he softened again.

Fang Jifan suddenly realized that he was selling well at that time. If the ebony soared, it would be several times the profit. Under the sway of profit, Fang Jifan would sell everything he should have sold for the sake of money.

In fact, even if the price of ebony has not soared, it doesn’t matter. Ebony is a rare thing in this era, and it won’t lose money: “I’ll say it earlier. Later, you and Liu will go out and buy some money and come back. You have to save some money. How cheap is it, buy as much as possible. The young master has to save money and do big things!”

Deng Jian cried, tears fell, and he knelt at Fang Jifan's feet: "Young Master, can you...you change your hobbies, go to brothels, go to gambling houses, go anywhere, don't do big things."

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, if you don’t do big things, will you be trashed by you, everyone?

He felt helpless, but he held his hands behind his back and whistled loudly: "If you talk a little longer, you will break your three legs!"

...

I bought all the ebony for tens of thousands of taels of silver, and even bought all the ebony on the market. This was another major event that shocked the capital. Fortunately, everyone had long been accustomed to the behavior of the Fang family's prodigal son. In addition to ridicule as a topic of discussion, they quickly threw away such a ridiculous behavior.

Fang Jifan made the Fang family chaotic. A full month passed. At this time, the hot summer and the weather became hot, and the Xiangfei fan finally became useful. There is no need to slap the cold wind in the cold weather to pretend that he is very elegant and chic. In fact, this behavior is purely funny in Fang Jifan's eyes, but there is no way. He is Fang Jifan.

Early in the morning that day, Xiao Xiangxiang hurried in, and Deng Jian shouted: "Young Master, Young Master, get up quickly... get up quickly..."

Fang Jifan raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw that it was still dark outside, he was immediately annoyed: "What do you mean by this early morning? Is it because I took the wrong medicine? Is there anyone who asked people to get up so early in the morning?"

Deng Jian was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "Mr....Master... has returned triumphantly. The personal soldiers who had just followed him to the war to report the letter first, saying that Mr. Dam has entered the city and is about to arrive at home in a blink of an eye. He should have entered the palace to meet him, but he was worried about the young master, so he went home first to see him. Master, get up quickly."

Father... is back?

Fang Jifan shivered.

Didn’t I say I didn’t come back so soon? This trip was to suppress the rebellion of chieftains in Yunnan. There was a lot of miasma there, and the barbarians were cunning and refused to fight the court easily. In theory, it would have to be delayed until the end of the year, but it was only now that summer was coming.

Fang Jifan felt a vague feeling of finishing.

But he pretended not to hurry and said calmly: "Oh, broad clothes, I have to welcome my father..."

My father said, and then he saw Deng Jian suddenly looking at him alertly.

Fang Jifan's heart was shocked. What happened? What went wrong?

Deng Jian squinted his eyes, as if he felt that Fang Jifan's illness had happened again, and he couldn't help but mutter: "Young Master, you have never called Uncle Master as your father."

Beast!

Fang Jifan cursed in his heart, "Is this man still a human? He is worse than a pig or a dog, and he doesn't even recognize his father."

He had to cough: "Young Master has grown up, can't you be more sensible? You dare to interrupt even if the young master has not finished speaking. Humph, what I said is, I have to go and greet my father that old guy!"

Deng Jian suddenly smiled happily, as if he was relieved: "That's right. I scared the villain to death just now. I'm really afraid that the young master's illness would not be cured. Manager Yang has already compiled a book to report the good news to his uncle. If the uncle comes back and knows that the young master's illness is not cured, he will definitely punish the villain. Now that he sees the young master as intact, the villain's heart..."

Speaking of this, he choked up and cried with joy.

Fang Jifan was in a state of confusion. He let Xiaoxiangxiang serve his clothes. After everything was finished, he saw Xiaoxiang lowering his head and looking at the tips of his embroidered shoes with a pretty blushing face. Fang Jifan suddenly realized that he almost forgot, and then he looked like a thief: "Xiaoxiang, you have grown up again..."

With a quick pinch, the sound of firecrackers could be heard outside, so Fang Jifan rushed out of the room as if he was escaping. When he arrived at the middle gate of the Fang family, he saw a heroic man dressed in a military officer just dismounted, and Manager Yang led a dozen servants to line up in a row.

The military officer has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and looks very tough. He has a square face and a square mouth. Instead, he is compared with a handsome young man like Fang Jifan, which is a bit distinctive...

I couldn't have been born by Lao Wang next door.

Fang Jifan secretly stuck out his tongue in his heart.

Fang's father called Fang Longjing, with a solemn look on his face. He looked around and looked at him with murderous aura. But as soon as he saw Fang Jifan, his sharp gaze melted instantly. He stepped forward step by step and supported Fang Jifan, and said, "Jifan, you have a brain disease. Your father is anxious in the southern border. He just couldn't escape the war. With no choice, he simply greedy for merit and made a rash progress. Finally, God blessed him and calmed the barbarians as soon as possible. Then he rushed back. Halfway through, he learned that your illness was cured. It was really a blessing from the ancestors."

It turned out that it was because of my illness that my father took the risk of rushing to use troops. No wonder he came back so early.

Fang Jifan suddenly felt a strong sense of fatherly love, and his heart melted. He looked up at the stranger, but said with a touching touch: "Dad..."

As soon as the word "dad" was written, a trace of suspicion flashed across Fang Long's face.

Manager Yang, doctor, and doctor Fang were all surprised.

Why……

Fang Jifan had no choice but to make up his mind and then laughed: "You old guy is finally back."

"Haha!" Fang Jinglong then laughed loudly, and he was full of suspicion. Isn't this normal for my son to have brain disease? It's exactly the same as before! He patted Fang Jifan's shoulder and said, "Good son, let's talk in there. Since your illness has been cured, you haven't done anything bad, right?"

He heard his teasing and relaxed tone, as if even if he did something bad, it would be no big deal.

Sure enough, no one knows a son than a father.

No wonder Fang Jifan, a prodigal son, had such spoiledness, and he would have to raise any kind of son.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, what should come will always come: "What bad things can my son do? He just sold some land."

Fang Jinglong still laughed and said, "It's just selling land, haha, selling dozens of acres is nothing. Sell it casually. If you don't have any money, tell your father, where will it go in the future..."

When Fang Jinglong said this, he suddenly felt that Manager Yang was dead, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat: "Do you sell dozens of acres?"

"Several thousand acres!" Fang Jifan said: "To be precise, it is more than two thousand acres."
Chapter completed!