Chapter 552 Father and Son (Part 1)
The younger sister Fang Xiuzhu stood in the door and looked at Fang Jun with a smile. Seeing Fang Jun carrying the fourth brother Fang Yiyi through the door, he stepped forward and took the fourth brother from his hand and said softly: "Second brother..."
The little girl has not yet had haircuts, but she has already become slim and graceful. Her beautiful face has inherited the excellent genes of the Fang family, and she is already a rare beauty. And she gradually became more stable, not as crazy as she was when she was a child. In time, she will be a dignified and virtuous lady from a famous family.
Girls at this age mature earlier than boys, and their minds seem to be growing every day.
The eldest brother-in-law, King Li Yuanjia of Han, came to the door with a red deed from the government. With the testimony of his father and several Zongzheng Temple officials, he added her name. Only then did he learn that the second brother had spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy thousands of acres of fertile land for Feng Shui. Make your own dowry.
Sister-in-law Du Shi envied Fang Xiuzhu for analysis.
These days, when a girl has a dowry in her hand, she will straighten her back and not be angry when she arrives at her husband's house.
Originally, although the Fang family was a famous official in the world, they really didn't have much wealth. When the eldest sister got married, her mother said she didn't have much dowry. When it was her turn, it was mostly just a token gift from the emperor, plus a few houses. A few acres of land.
It would be okay if the future husband's family was from an ordinary family. After all, with his father's reputation, he would think highly of himself. But how is it possible? According to Fang Xuanling's official position and prestige, it is absolutely impossible for her husband's family to be just an ordinary family. If you don’t have a decent dowry by then, you will inevitably be looked down upon by your husband’s family...
Fang Xiuzhu agreed very much with her sister-in-law Du's words.
Fortunately, I have my second brother...
It is true that the elder brother prepares a dowry for his younger sister, but it can be said that it is unique to have thousands of acres of high-quality farmland that can be passed down to the family like Fang Jun did.
It has nothing to do with whether you have money or not. There is no such rule.
This alone shows her position and importance in the second brother's heart.
If you have a brother like this, what else can you ask for?
In this way, when meeting Fang Jun, Fang Xiuzhu was naturally a hundred times more well-behaved and smiling.
"Thank you, second brother!" Fang Xiuzhu said sweetly with a smile on her face.
Fang Jun fondly touched his little sister's bun and said with a smile: "Whatever brother has, you have, how polite are you?"
Maybe it’s because I didn’t have a younger sister in my previous life. If we just talk about closeness and distance, among all the brothers and sisters, I am the closest to my younger sister...
Fang Xiuzhu smiled as brightly as a flower and said nothing.
Mrs. Lu stood in front of the corridor, looking at the close relationship between their brothers and sisters. She felt warm and comforted in her heart, and her eyes became slightly wet.
Who's parents don't want to see a loving father, a filial brother, a respectful brother, and a loving and caring child?
Therefore, for a famous family like the Fang family, the distribution of various interests has led to father and son turning against each other and brothers fighting against each other. How rare is it for a family to live in harmony, love and friendship?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu felt more and more caring about her second son.
He is able to make money and is capable. Not only is he not arrogant and domineering, but he takes even more care of his brothers and sisters. He just gives and gives without ever thinking about anything in return. All the benefits of the family were taken by his eldest brother, and his eldest brother would inherit the master's title in the future, and he never once complained.
"Mother..." Fang Jun walked to the corridor and greeted Mrs. Lu with a smile.
Mrs. Lu's eyes were full of adoration, and she pulled her son to her body, moving him up and down a lot. She was satisfied when she saw that her son seemed to be stronger, but she complained: "You bastard, you won't remember home when you are released." Right? You’ve almost forgotten about your parents, you unfilial son! Also, don’t make your mother and your father nervous by always getting into trouble. People who are about to get married should learn to be more cautious!”
"Yeah!" Listening to his mother's nagging scolding, Fang Jun was not impatient at all. Instead, he felt very warm in his heart and listened respectfully.
Lu was very satisfied.
What if my son is capable outside? When you get in front of your mother, you have to be obedient and be beaten and scolded at will!
"Okay, come in quickly. Your father has been waiting for you for a long time. He has something to tell you." Mrs. Lu patted her son on the shoulder and said.
"Alas!" Fang Jun agreed, and then greeted Du, who was smiling broadly: "I've met my sister-in-law."
Du Shi quickly returned the gift.
"Eldest brother is not at home?" Fang Jun took a look and saw no sign of his eldest brother Fang Yizhi.
"You still don't know about your elder brother? He was called by some friends to hold some kind of poetry meeting. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back until midnight." Du Shi said with a sigh.
Mrs. Du is not ambitious, and she has no desire to "hope for her husband to succeed".
I didn't realize it before, but I just watched my second brother getting more and more promising, while my husband spent all day drinking, reading poems, and not doing his job. It was inevitable that I felt resentful.
As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison...
Fang Jun had nothing to say about this.
Fang Yizhi is a typical bookworm, he has no ambition and is very bored with the world. Even at home, the sense of presence is extremely low. Drinking and composing with friends is the greatest enjoyment and pursuit in life.
Fang Jun thinks it’s pretty good...
"Some time ago, merchants from the south sent some rare things. I prepared some for my sister-in-law. I will ask Mei Niang to give them to my sister-in-law later. If you like it, you can keep it for fun. If you don't like it, take it as a gift. In addition, I will give it to my eldest brother. I got two inkstones, which are said to be from the Han Dynasty, but I don’t understand either.”
"Oh, thank you uncle." Du Shi smiled brightly.
Erlang has always been generous with his gifts, so anything that he regards as "rare" must be a rare good thing. What's even more rare is that Erlang's respect for him has not been reduced by half because of Dalang's weakness. This is what makes Du Shi even more happy.
If Erlang doesn't take his big house seriously, his eldest daughter-in-law's life will be difficult...
Fang Jun smiled and said: "We are one family, and we still talk about two families? I'll go in and talk to dad."
After saying this, he walked into the main hall.
Mrs. Lu led Mrs. Du and her younger sister to greet Wu Meiniang. When the women met, they chatted and made a lot of noise. Zheng Xiuer and Qiaoer led the convoy to the warehouse to unload the trucks.
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All the previous window paper was removed and replaced with glass. The main hall looked very bright, with plenty of light, and the furniture and furnishings had a crystal clear glow.
The furniture made of red sandalwood looks majestic and heavy.
Fang Xuanling was sitting on the imperial chair, sipping tea from a teacup. When she saw Fang Jun coming in, she put down the teacup in her hand.
Almost all the furniture in this room was made by Fang Jun in honor of his father. They were all designed by himself and made by Liu Laoshi. It felt like the Tang Dynasty had traveled to the Ming Dynasty. Especially this Taishi chair, Fang Xuanling likes it very much.
Fang Jun stepped forward and knelt down in front of Fang Xuanling.
"The child has seen his father."
Fang Xuanling had no expression on her face. She said "hmm" and said, "Get up. You don't have to follow these etiquette at home."
"Yes."
Fang Jun stood up and sat down under Fang Xuanling.
A maid gently served the tea.
"Is everything okay in Zhuangzi?"
Fang Xuanling asked.
The Fang family doesn't have much property, and the farm in Lishan is almost the largest property. Many elderly members of the family stay in the farm, so Fang Xuanling has always paid close attention to it.
Lao Fang is a very affectionate person, and he cannot bear the suffering of the old man who has been with him for many years.
The Fang family then said: "Don't worry, father, everything is fine. The harvest this year is good. It's fairer for me to convert all the rent and tax burden into money and share it with the farmers. Moreover, the pigs raised by the farmer's family are selling well. Most families have a good time this year. Those whose children have been injured or killed due to rebellion have received adequate compensation, so fathers don’t need to worry. ”
Fang Xuanling nodded happily: "This is a good job raising domestic pigs! It can open up a new source of income for the villagers. This is better than being a father. Although there are some lowly people in Zhuangzi, You are a farmer, but you are working with our family after all. You should be open-minded in everything, be kind in your work, and be generous. ”
"Yes." Fang Jun replied respectfully.
Fang Xuanling continued: "As for the sharing of land, my father has already given a memorial to His Majesty, and it has been discussed through the political affairs hall, but there is no regulation. What everyone wants is to have some concerns about the new tax system of sharing land. worry, after all, the existing tax The system has been inherited for thousands of years. If you change it rashly, it may cause shock to the world. Your Majesty likes your opinion and chooses a place as a pilot. It will be tried for a few years to see the success or failure before making a choice." (End of this chapter)