Chapter 832 You can rest there
“Poor child.”
Yang Shu took out a bundle of red ropes, took the small jade sword in Fu Jiang’s hand, and tied one of the red ropes A knot was tied through the hole in the hilt, and a knot was also tied at the end of the rope.
He gave it to Fu Jiang: "Here, you can hang it around your neck, pin it to your waist, or hang it on the hilt of your sword."
"Thank you, shopkeeper Yang, thank you, Mr. Madam!”
Fu Jiang happily took it and put it around his neck. He lowered his head to take another look at the shiny jade sword and hid it in his collar.
Yang Shu nodded and gave the bundle of red rope to Yan Funing: "Take it, Miss. You can use it with the small jade sword."
"Okay." Yan Funing accepted it.
Ms. Zheng looked at the young man in front of her, tears slowly gathering in her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Yang Yutang helped his wife wipe away her tears.
"I was thinking that if little Ajian was still here, he would be as old as this little brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Zheng shed tears again.
Hearing this, Fu Jiang hurriedly said: "If you don't dislike me, I can recognize you as my adopted father and mother, as well as my grandfather. I have had no family since I was a child, so I just wanted to have a father and a mother to call me. "
As soon as he said this, the Yang family was stunned.
Fu Jiang didn't know what they were thinking, and said anxiously: "I don't want your family property, I just want to have relatives to call out to. It doesn't matter if you don't agree, I'm just talking, casually."
The two men of the Yang family also shed tears and nodded: "Okay, okay, okay!"
"Miss, as a witness, today I, Yang Shu, will accept this little brother as my grandson." Old Yang Shu Tears flowed freely.
Yan Funing responded and poured a few cups of tea herself: "Quickly offer tea and kowtow."
Fu Jiang was clever and held up the teacup to Yang Shu: "Master, please accept Sun. Say goodbye!”
“Okay, okay,” Yang Shu said repeatedly.
Fu Jiang picked up the tea cup and greeted Yang Yutang and Zheng respectively: "Father and adopted mother, please have tea!"
The couple looked at each other with tears in their eyes, smiled, took the tea cup and drank it. .
After recognizing a grandson, etiquette is still required, Yang Shu thought, and went to the inner room to wrap a red envelope and give it to Fu Jiang.
“We don’t have much money, so don’t refuse.”
For more than ten years, no one has called him grandpa.
Now that I hear it, it feels like little Ajian is back.
"Thank you, grandpa!" Fu Jiang happily put the red envelope into his arms, "I am now a man with a grandpa and a father and mother."
Everyone laughed.
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Yan Funing was busy on East Third Street until dusk before returning to Fu's house.
As soon as she got home, she ordered Fu Jiang to call all the guards over.
Lengfeng Lengying brought Fu Xi and more than ten nursing homes over, plus Fu He, Fu Hu, Fu Hai and Li Xinheng, and the men lined up in two lines.
"Young madam, do you have something important to announce?" Lengfeng asked.
"It's not important, I got a new gadget today, one for each person."
Yan Funing opened the box and divided the small jade swords inside one by one. Caiyu followed her and divided the red ropes one by one.
The men who got the small jade sword were overjoyed.
“It’s so exquisitely made!”
“Yes, it looks like a real sword.”
“The key is that it’s made of jade.”
“ How to tie this red rope?”
Fu Jiang proudly took out the small jade sword from his collar and said happily: "I am the first one to put it on, and I have recognized my relatives today."
"You must be sweet-tongued."
Leng Ying sneered, holding a red rope with his thick fingers, trying to pass it through the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't.
Caiyu couldn't stand it and helped him thread the red rope.
Seeing this, the other men asked her for help. Li Xinheng became anxious and strode up to Caiyu: "You have to dress me first."
Everyone laughed: "Jealous, jealous."
Yan Funing shook her head with a smile, saw Fu Beimo and Meng Li still practicing their swords, and waved to them.
Two teenagers ran over: "Sister-in-law."
"Here, one for each person. You can wear it or store it."
Yan Funing handed over the small jade sword and red rope.
Fu Beimo and Meng Li both had good hands, and they were able to put it on in just two or three strokes and hang it around their necks.
The men who were still queuing up for Caiyu’s help rushed to them one after another and asked the two teenagers to help with the piercing.
For a time, the scene was very lively.
Seeing that his sister-in-law still had a lot of them, Fu Beimo couldn't help but wonder: "Where did my sister-in-law get the little jade sword?"
"Shopkeeper Yang of the jade shop made it himself. His grandson's name is Xiao Ajian. If he is still alive, he would be about twenty years old now. At that time, little Ajian was beaten by the prince's people and thrown into a mass burial. "Gang, it's very pitiful." Yan Fu said loudly, "Have you ever heard of little Ajian?"
One of the guards said: "Young lady, we were rescued by the two leaders. , in the mass grave, but I have never heard of Xiao Ajian."
Lengfeng also said: "There are many brothers in Nanshan, maybe some of them know about it."
Yan Funing nodded when she heard this: "Master Fu, are you back?"
"Brother is already in the study." Fu Beimo said.
"Okay."
Yan Funing took the remaining small jade sword and red rope to the study room in the front yard.
Hearing the footsteps, Fu Ciyi raised his head: "Is East Third Street very busy today?"
"It's okay." Yan Funing walked over slowly, "The Lord wants me not to go for a long time, there are many I need to know something, and I have to sign some documents, so I came back a little late.”
“What?”
Fu Ciyi raised her chin and pointed at the box she was holding.
"Little jade sword, do you want me husband?"
Yan Funing opened the box, picked out a handful, and placed it on his desk.
Fu Ciyi glanced at it: "It's a very exquisite thing, thank you madam."
Yan Funing simply put the box down: "My husband, please help me send the little jade sword inside to Nanshan. Give each of the brothers in Nanshan a handful.”
"It's fair to you." Fu Ciyi said softly, "How can those people in the house get it?"
"Come on, come on, Beimo and Ali also have them, and they all know kung fu." Yan Funing frowned. He smiled and said, "I thought that swords given to heroes would be appreciated by those who practice martial arts. One more thing, little Ajian may still be alive. Many of my husband's people were rescued from mass graves by Lengfeng Lengying. There may be news. "
Today she did not tell the Yang family about the speculation that little Ajian was still alive.
The reason is very simple. Firstly, she is just guessing and not sure; secondly, she dare not tell the Yang family rashly until she finds out any information. If she does, it will only increase her sadness. That’s all.
Fu Ciyi nodded: "It's rare that you have the heart to come with me to Nanshan tonight."
Yan Funing was surprised: "Going tonight?"
"Yes."
"Okay." She laughed.
If he goes to Nanshan tonight, he will come back very late. By then, he wants to postpone the matter of holding her hand.
Fu Ciyi raised his eyelids and looked at her: "So happy?"
"Of course I'm happy. My husband wants to show me another secret base of his. I'm very happy."
Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows and smiled briefly: "I don't know what's going on in my heart."
Yan Funing put her hands on the desk, leaned down slightly, and smiled at him: "No, it's nothing."
But she didn't want him to lazily say: "It's cold in the Nanshan cave. Feng Lengying has arranged a room for me. You and I can rest there tonight."
After a slight pause, he added: "There is a hot spring in the valley, which is more comfortable than a bathtub. Let's stay there tonight. ”