Although Duan Hong didn't take care of things very much, even before Duan Kuo took over the family business, he was still muddling through his life every day, so the family business was getting worse and worse.
But no matter what, his younger brother is an official. As an official, his younger brother can protect his family to some extent. If his family really has contact with Ji Mingxuan, wouldn't he be lining up for his younger brother in disguise? This is still unknown to his younger brother.
In the case of love, he didn't dare to think about the consequences.
Duan Kuo said: "You don't have to worry about this matter. It is good for my family and not bad for my family. In addition, Mr. Ji is uncle's boss. In other words, uncle is his, otherwise he would not be able to give me a free gift."
A token that represents his identity."
Although Duan Kuo is not involved in officialdom, he is not a fool. He clearly knows that he can have a token not only because he takes care of Zhao Huanyu, but also because of his uncle. His uncle can gain Ji Mingxuan's trust, so Ji Mingxuan can
Give him the token with confidence and you won't worry about him using it to cause trouble.
Duan Hong's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he said after a long while: "Your uncle is his subordinate? Why didn't I know what happened when?"
Duan Kuo rolled his eyes speechlessly and replied ruthlessly: "Uncle thought you were unreliable, so he didn't tell you. I didn't want to tell you today, but I was afraid that you would think wildly if you didn't know, so I told you anyway.
You, but you can't talk nonsense, no one can, including Qiu, do you understand?"
"Hey! What do you mean I'm unreliable? Also, Qiu's family is not Qiu's family! That's your stepmother too, and your stepmother is also your mother!"
He jumped up and down in anger, feeling very embarrassed that he was looked down upon by his brother and son at the same time.
Duan Kuo didn't bother to argue with him about this. He only had one mother, and Qiu was not worthy of her.
He jumped on the car and asked the driver to set off. Duan Hong didn't care too much about him and waved goodbye quickly: "Be careful along the way! Come back early in the evening! Oh no, if the snow is heavy, you can stay in the town for one night and then come back.
It’s not impossible!”
Although he still minded that his brother and son jointly hid things from him, but after thinking about it, he didn't care about family affairs now. Knowing too much was of no use. On the contrary, it would only increase worries. It would be better not to know anything at all.
Just enjoy your old age peacefully like this.
As for Mr. Qiu, as long as she takes care of herself, even if she is one step ahead of her, he will still arrange the rest of her life for her to accompany him.
Thinking of this, Duan Kuo suddenly became happy again. His younger brother was willing to tell his son this, which meant that his son was promising, and he should be happy.
In Changshui Village, smoke curled up from the Zhao family's kitchen. After being busy for half a month, it was the first time that the Zhao family was so busy cooking and eating at home.
It was almost the Chinese New Year, so Zhao Huanyu suggested that her uncle's family should come to celebrate the Chinese New Year with his family. It would be a lively gathering because there were so many people.
The uncle's family did not refuse, and came with some food. There were still three days until New Year's Eve, and they would have dinner together these days.
There were many people in the family and laughter was everywhere, and Mr. Gao was the happiest.
She has always regretted that she has no ability and has only given birth to two sons in her life. Her family is not prosperous and not very lively at ordinary times. She has no one to help her when encountering problems.
Now that the house is so lively, it makes up for the regret in her heart.
"Grandma, my brothers and I want to go to the river to catch fish."
Little Tiedou ran to her legs and showed his little white teeth happily. They had been on vacation for the past few years and would not go back to class until the tenth day of the new year.
Mrs. Gao hugged him in her arms and said angrily: "Oh, little enemy, it's such a cold day and the river is frozen. Why are you going to the river? If the ice collapses, people will suffer.
It’s just you!”
Xiao Tiedou held her arm and shook: "No, no, no, brother Fuyuan will follow us!"
In fact, they could go directly, but they didn't want to worry Grandma, so they still wanted to inform her.
When Gao raised his head, he saw Tieshan and the others looking at him helplessly. He felt helpless and said, "Go, go, be careful not to fall into the ice hole!"
With that said, she put Xiao Tiedou down and slapped him on the butt.
She said to Fu Yuan: "Xiao Yuan, please watch them more if you can."
"Don't worry, Grandma Zhao, this is all what it should be."
Miss Zhao and Youshi were cooking, and his master wanted to help out and show favor to the elders in the family. He had nothing to do, so naturally he just took care of the children.
Zhao Dafu and Zhao Dagui were chopping firewood in the yard. They needed to prepare all the firewood they would use in the past few days, and they also had to kill a few chickens and ducks.
Old man Ding was studying the medicinal materials that Zhao Dafu found some time ago like a madman. Because the types were scarce and the quantity was small, Zhao Dafu did not sell them and kept them at home.
This made Old Man Ding very excited. These wild and good medicinal materials are scarce, even if they are just a little bit, they are still very valuable.
Mrs. Gao was collecting shoe soles in the main room, and originally wanted to help with the cooking, but Zhao Huanyu refused, so she took it as a blessing.
Aunt Zhang next door brought something over, it wasn't anything expensive, it was just some pickles she made herself. The quantity wasn't very large, but there were quite a lot of varieties, there were four or five kinds.
Zhao Huanyu likes it very much. She likes Aunt Zhang's pickles best. Obviously there are not many spices in this era, but Aunt Zhang can make the pickles so delicious. She admires them from the bottom of her heart.
"Auntie, you are really good at giving. These little pickles are my favorite! Auntie, call me when you pickle pickles next year, and I will learn from you! It will save me from worrying about this every day!"
Zhao Huanyu took it and immediately grabbed a piece to eat. The sour, sweet and slightly salty taste made her feel very comfortable. How did she achieve this taste!
"Hahaha, sure, if you want to eat, tell me anytime and I will bring it to you!"
Aunt Zhang had a bold temperament and was not in a hurry to leave after delivering the things. She pulled her there and talked: "I know that the village chief brought some old men to your house the night before yesterday. I summoned the clan members to go to his house at noon today."
Talk about this and say that each family will contribute three taels of silver to build the road, so you are not allowed to take any more chances with your family."
"The village chief is quite good. It's just that the old guys in the clan forced him to come to your house. Don't be too sad. You can live your life how you want in the future. But don't worry, my aunt will definitely still do it.
Protecting you!"
In fact, when the village chief came to see them today, they had been arguing all day. Many people were unwilling to pay and just wanted the Zhao family to pay, but she rejected them all.
But there is no need to tell Zhao Huanyu these things. The Zhao family has helped their own family much more than this.