Fu Dajin was also happy. As the village head, he also hoped that the village could regain its former glory.

"Sister, what should I do now?"

Zhou glared at him, "What's the rush? Don't worry, this stuff is from our mountain. Nobody else can take it. Let Jiujiu rest, don't tire her out anymore."

"Sister-in-law, it's not that easy to tire someone out." Fu Jiaojiao smiled and spoke, she also knew her elder brother was anxious about this village.

"The most urgent thing is to ask Fourth Brother to invite some better craftsmen over. We can't possibly make zisha pots ourselves."

"Understood, you need to find your fourth brother for this. He knows so many people." Fu Dajing laughed and said, "I'll write a letter to your fourth brother when I get back. Since you've woken up, he should come back and have a look too."

"Auntie."

Suddenly, a man came out of the manor. He was in his thirties, tall and handsome, waving happily at Fu JiuJiu.

Although it's been ten years, bigger people don't change as much in appearance. "Protecting the home?"

"Yes, it's me. You still remember me? Little aunt, it's so great that you're awake." Chen Baojia said happily, his hands waving excitedly.

Fu Jiujiu looked at the man, "You didn't leave the village?"

Like young people like Chen Baojia, who are quick-witted and have more opportunities outside, Fu Jiujiu naturally assumed he had also gone to the county.

"Little sister, you wouldn't believe it. Shù Bǎojiā is so loyal! Even when people outside try to get him to leave, he won't budge."

"Auntie, you're making it sound like I have no place here. My parents are right here! Besides, I wouldn't be where I am today without your help, Uncle Dazhi's, and my younger aunt's support. There's no way I could leave."

Chen Baojia scratched his head, "I knew my little aunt would wake up. Now that she's awake, our business will definitely improve."

Fu Dagjin nodded, "Sweet mouth, good talker, you really hit the nail on the head. This time, we're saved."

"Really?" Chen Baojia said happily, "Little aunt, I knew you could do it."

Fu Chiuchiu also feels that someone like Chen Baojia, who is so loyal, should be reused. I'll tell Big Brother and Sister-in-Law about this later.

"Big Golden Uncle, what are we going to do this time?"

Fu Da Jin told about the purple clay mine, Chen Bao Jia was shocked and opened his mouth wide, "My little aunt is still amazing, listening to her is never wrong."

"Keep this matter within the family for now. Let's wait until those craftsmen arrive before mentioning it."

"Got it, little aunt," Chen Baojia excitedly clenched his fists. "Alright alright, it's really good now."

One person sat in the hot spring inn for a while, had some tea, and then went down the mountain.

After all, he's been out for a long time, the old man won't be happy.

On the way back, Fu Jiujiu was chatting with her brother and sister-in-law when she almost got hit by a drunkard. She took two steps back.

Several elder sisters surrounded her, protecting her like a baby.

"Don't be afraid, little sister," Zhou comforted.

Wu gently soothed him, like she would a baby.

"Big Jin, do you have any wine?" Jiǔ Mengzi's hair was tousled and he had more white than black in his hair. He was quite old.

Fu Dajin frowned, "No, Uncle Fan, you should drink a little less."

Uncle Fan? Fan Mantun?

Mrs. Wu answered Fu Jujiao's question, "This is Si Mei's father, Fan Big Brother, do you remember?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, but if she were on the street, she probably wouldn't dare to recognize him.

Cause and effect, retribution for wrongs.

Although Fan Tai-niang can be cruel, as her husband, Fan Man-tun's inaction and his behavior of watching her starve to death are also despicable.

Fu Jiujiu also heard from her parents that Fan Siumei had become the old maid of the village. She was in her twenties and still hadn't gotten married.

She wasn't pretty, and she was lazy and greedy. Originally, the girls from their village were well-regarded when they married outside, but when it came to Fan Si Mei, no one dared to marry her because of her bad reputation.

I recently heard that she seems to have fallen for a poor student, and is selling her house and land to support him in his studies.

"Uncle Fan, you should drink a little less. If you drink too much, Si Mei will beat you again." Fu Dajin shook his head.

Fan Si is big and strong, Fan Man is so thin she's just skin and bones. She really can't beat him.

"Big Brother, you can't just talk like that! When have I ever hit my father? If people hear this, what will they think of me."

Fan Si Mei rolled her eyes and walked over.

Fu Dajing wouldn't normally bother with this family, but as the head of the village, he has to.

Fu Jiu Jiu looked at Fan Si Mei, who was followed by a thin young boy. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he wasn't ugly either. Of course, he couldn't compare to her own brothers and nephews.

But judging solely from appearance, the man was far out of her league.

The boy glanced at Fu Jiujiao, his eyes flickering with surprise and admiration.

Fan Si's beautiful face fell, and she cleared her throat. "What are you looking at?"

The man nodded slightly at Fu Jiujiu, smiling like the spring breeze, “Uncle, be careful.”

"Oh dear, let's go, we were just waiting for you to put your handprint."

Although this house belongs to Fan Si Mei, she still needs Fan Man Tui's approval to sell the land.

"Four beauties, what handprint do you use, what are you selling?"

"Big Brother, why are you so nosy? I'm selling things from my house, don't you have anything else to worry about?"

Fu Dajing shook his head. "I'm just trying to make things clear. Your father is drunk right now. He won't sell anything until he wakes up, will he?"

"Oh, just leave it alone. Mind your own business. Wen Sheng's studies are very important; we can't afford to delay them."

Zhou saw this and pulled her own husband, "Why are you so nosy? You should just mind your own business. Let's go, Father is still waiting for us at home."

Matters concerning the Fan family are not something many people want to get involved in. Fu Dajing wouldn't even speak to the two of them if he hadn't become the village head.

Isn't there any other way?

However, since Fan Si Mei didn't know any better, Fu Da Jin just let it go.

On the way back, Zhou told them about it.

"You guys don't spend much time at home, and your little sister just woke up so she doesn't know. Fan Si Mei is being totally led around by that man, spending all her money on him every day. Now it looks like she's selling the house or the land again, we really don't know, and frankly, we don't want to get involved."

Fu Jiujiu always felt that scholars had a certain amount of arrogance.

Needless to say, just like what his fifth older brother said before, "two sleeves of breeze, how dare I mistake a beauty."

Fujujiao still remembers it to this day.

But look at the one Fan Simei chose, if Fu Jiujiu didn't misread just now, the man seems to be flirting with himself.

Is this putting the blame on yourself?

Several people entered the courtyard and heard voices coming from inside the house. They were male voices, deep and powerful.

"Is it Jiujiu back?"

This voice... Fu Jiujiu is really quite unfamiliar.

"Only listen to Tian Guihua said: "They are, a big group of them, you sit down, they will be in the house soon."

Fu Jiujiu pushed open the door and walked in. She glanced at the man on the chair, and the man was looking at her too, even smiling at her.

First release on the Traditional Chinese Novels Network