The Blessed
/ The Blessed Chapter 151
Published at 8th of March 2022 08:50:43 PM
Seeing his strange smile, Chu Ci couldn't help shivering, at the same time, some kind of expectation rose in his heart. He'd like to see how he'd overturn the imperial family. The imperial family had lived a comfortable life for too long. It was time to let them suffer. Maybe, it could also earn him and his Yan'er a different future!
“Daddy!”
No one knew when the reading sound in the backyard had already stopped. With a clear and naïve 'daddy', the next second, a little bun already rushed before him, held his waist to act cute. Ling Jingxuan found it funny and held him up, “Let daddy see if my little bun gets a little smarter!”
After over a month's effort, although the two little buns were still a little far from meat stuffed buns, they were no longer so thin and dark-colored, and so cute now. If they could grow more flesh, of course they were meat stuffed buns!
“Daddy! You bully me again~”
Nose wrinkled, mouth pouted, the little bun 'protested'. Was he not smart before? But Uncle Chu and brother Yan often praised him for being smart and cute, OK?
Yeah, you are the one I wanna bully! Of course Ling Jingxuan would never say those words before him. Smiling, he looked over at Ling Wen, Tiewa and Chu Yan who were following behind. He signaled Ling Wen and Tiewa to come over with a hand, and then said to Chu Ci while nailing his eyes on Chu Yan, “Your son is cute. That'd be a big trouble for you in the future.”
Only nine years old, he was already one meter and a half, looking handsome and graceful. Heaven knows how many girls' hearts he'd hurt!
“I'd rather him bother me. I'm just wondering if I have that opportunity…”
In the end, Chu Ci's words were basically with his mouth, and his cool eyes flashed some undisguised pain. If everything couldn't be changed, he and his family could never have a chance to see him grow up.
“Dad…”
Keenly aware of his father's depression, Chu Yan sensibly went over, but, after all, it was only a nine-year-old child, and it seemed he was not a talkative person. Except looking at him worriedly, he didn't know how to comfort him. Ling Jingxuan who was seemingly teasing the kids quietly took everything under his eyes. Pretending he didn't see anything, he touched each kid and then said, “Oh right, I'm gonna invite some friends and those workers for dinner in a few days. If you don't mind, I hope you can come.”
According to the customs in countryside, after building the roof, one should invite his relatives and friends over to have a meal to share their joys. But at the time he had been busy making jam, so, he invited people only after hanging the plaque for the house. But before that, they needed to come up with a nice name first.
“Lots of people will be there?”
Quickly hiding the pains in the eyes, Chu Ci raised his head to throw his son a comforting look, then turned to Ling Jingxuan, frowning. If possible, he'd rather his son could contact more with Yan Shengrui. But he himself didn't like a place with too many people.
“Hehe…I guess. There are dozens of workers. And the rest are those relatives from my mother's family, and brother Zhao, Shopkeeper Zhang, Laowang and others. But don't worry. No one knows you.”
As for the old Ling family, nah!
“OK. As for the specific time, you can ask Xiaowen or Xiaowu to tell me.”
If so, he'd just go, also, he could take his sons to have some fun. Since he had transmigrated here, they had never gone out for fun.
“No problem. Then I'll ask someone to pick you up. All right, later, Shopkeeper Zhang will come to my place to fetch the wine. If there's nothing else, I gotta go.”
Speaking of which, Ling Jingxuan patted the little bun's butt, signaling him to get off. It was quite a while since he was here. So it was time he should go home, otherwise, that 'patient' at home would lost his temper again.
“Daddy, is the wine all sold out?”
Ling Wen grabbed the lower hem of his robes, with that pair of round eyes stained with undisguised worries, only afraid that their wine was not worth much. Ling Jingxuan rubbed his head, “Hmm, four hundred jars all sold out.”
“Why still one hundred jars left? Forget about the price, as long as they sell. Sell all those five hundred jars. If you want to keep some for yourself, aren't there twenty jars you brewed before? Daddy, it might be cheap, but didn't you say a mosquito's leg is also meat?”
On hearing that he still kept another one hundred jars, Ling Jingxuan instantly thought it was because the price was too low. See? Now he again started his special nagging skills like a little adult. On the other hand, the small bun and Tiewa snickered covering their mouths. Every time daddy would lessoned by his elder brother, but his daddy just kept making mistakes again and again, and was always so incorrigible. So funny! Compared with the two black-bellied little buns, apparently Chu Ci and his son who saw such a scene for the first time dropped their jaws. Is there something with their eyes? Is it a show of a son disciplining his dad being on? Did they see it wrong?
Well, Ling Jingxuan was also speechless. When did he say the price is not good?
“Xiaowen, I didn't say the price is not good, besides…”
Speaking of which, Ling Jingxuan took out the bank notes Zeng Shaoqing gave him. Ling Wen then took them over with suspicious. As he saw clearly that it was written with ten thousand taels of silver, the hand that was holding the bank notes started to tremble like chicken feets. He raised his head to look at Ling Jingxuan, stammering, “You mean…this is ours???”
Ling Wen was really afraid that he saw it wrong, even his thin body started to tremble. That's forty thousand taels of silver! Oh my! How much is that? Would it stuff their warehouse if they exchange them into real silver?
“Hmm, that's the money for the wine. Today is really my lucky day. I met the boss of Xinyuan Restaurant. He offered a hundred taels of silver for each jar. And I said I have four hundred for him, and one hundred left for ourselves.”
Confronting his son's exciting eyes, Ling Jingxuan squatted down. That was forty thousand taels of silver! It was almost enough to buy the land! After being done with the jam stuff, he could go to the magistrate in town to buy land!
“A hundred… a hundred taels of silver for a jar!”
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On hearing the price, Ling Wen exclaimed, but soon found himself was so loud, so he hurriedly lowered his voice and said in whispers, “Daddy, since it's such a good price, why didn't you sell them all? One hundred jars is ten thousand taels of silver! Besides, we can't drink that much. And, that is one hundred taels of silver for a jar! Do you even have the heart to drink it?”All right. He'd be scolded if the wine was not worthy, but he'd still be scolded even if the wine was worthy now. Ling Jingxuan helplessly held his forehead. After quite a while, he tried all he could to say with a calm tone, “But Xiaowen, wine is some good stuff, which could help women maintain their beauty and keep them young. Your grandma is in poor health now. So I am thinking of keeping a hundred jars for her. We shouldn't focus on earning money only, right?”
“Daddy, you are wrong. Do you think grandma will still drink it if she knows the wine is a hundred taels of silver for a jar? Besides, a hundred taels of silver can buy a lot of things. I heard that ginseng is something good. Even a dead person could come back to life after taking it. Don't you think it's better than wine?”
Holding his hand, Ling Wen earnestly reasoned with him. Ling Jingxuan suddenly regretted having told him how much he had earned. And he shouldn't have taught him math. Now he got himself outwitted.
“Ahem! Ahem! You've really had a long day! Haha…”
No one noticed when Chu Ci walked by Ling Jingxuan's side and patted on his shoulder with sympathy, but the moment he turned around, he couldn't help laughing out. Holy shit! This is so funny! So the shrewd Ling Jingxuan also had his bane! And that was his own son! Haha…only for this, he would teach Ling Wen well! Heaven knows how much fun he'd bring him!
Not only he, even the non-talkative Chu Yan grinned, while the small bun and Tiewa who snickered at first now got confused. They were not so sensible like Ling Wen, but they understood their conversation. They knew that daddy had earned a lot this time, so much that it was already beyond their imagination.
“What's good about ginseng? Any medicine is kind of poisonous. So however good some kind of tonic is, it's still not good to the health if taking too much. But the wine is brewed using the wild grapes, totally natural nutrition! There are no side effects with wine. Besides, we still need to send others some as gifts. Like your uncle Chu, uncle Zhao, and Shopkeeper Zhang. When we were having a hard time, they lent us a hand. Now we are rich, we should repay them right? Xiaowen, you'd never earn enough money. Today we earned forty thousand taels of silver, which is already quite a lot. The thing is we know the market price of the wine now, so we can brew more next year.”
Throwing his dagger eyes at Chu Ci who was laughing there, Ling Jingxuan pulled Ling Wen to his side and untiringly taught him things. If there was no business of the jam and fish, maybe his thought would be totally the same with the little bun's—to sell the rest one hundred jars for more one hundred taels of silver! He had plenty of ways to earn more silver, it was just that now their days were kind of abundant now, there was no need to live such a miserable life like before.
This time Ling Wen seemed to take it in. Now it seemed he was assessing his words, or like he was weighing his words. After quite a while, he squeezed some words through his teeth, “All right. But daddy, now we are rich, but you still can't waste any. Save as much as we can. A few days ago, you still said you'd get Uncle Jingpeng a wife. And Uncle Jinghan also needs money for the examination. So we'd better save some in our hands.”
Although he already gave up the purse strings in the family, every time when it came to money, he still couldn't help nagging his daddy, in cause he'd waste money again. For a daddy who didn't know how to live a life, he really took too many pains…
“Hmm, daddy knows, it's about time for you to go back to class! Come on! Daddy also needs to go home.”
After nailing his son, Ling Jingxuan decisively showed that smile again. He knew his little bun was filial and reasonable.
“Hmm, daddy, you should go, otherwise Shopkeeper Zhang would be waiting for you.”
Nodding, Ling Wen turned to hold his two little younger brothers. The three little buns said spontaneously, “Daddy, be slow!”
“Hmm!”
After watching the buns go into the backyard with Chu Yan, Ling Jingxuan slowly got up. Casting a glance at Chu Ci who had already resumed that stern face, he was about to leave without even saying goodbye to him. But…
“Jingxuan, I think it is a little hot in town, your new house should be big enough, right? I plan to take Yan'er to stay there for a few days, you know, to avoid the summer heat…”
This was the first time Chu Ci was so active since they met. Even an idiot could tell the gloating and expectations in his words. Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes, “All right, but don't forget to pay for the food.”
Speaking of which, Ling Jingxuan strode away. Want to see his joke? Okay, then he'd like to see who would see whose joke! Son of a bi*ch!
“Haha…”
Soon, a hearty laughter was heard from inside the bookshop. Ling Jingxuan who was about to climb onto the carriage made a teeter and nearly fell onto the ground. Bumbling some cursing words, he crawled in. But though feeling upset, he was not mad for real. Having a chance to see more emotions except arrogance and fear of Chu Ci, his OS was “I am also quite happy”. At least, gradually he was being like a real person, right?
Chapter end
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