Zhao Fanghua's energy was much better than before, and she was very chatty. She talked a lot about the past with Tang Niannian. Mr. Hans listened with interest, but he was called away by his assistant to handle official business.
"Will you and Mr. Hans ever get married again?"
Tang Niannian asked very directly. She had a good impression of Mr. Hans and did not reject the old lady's dusk love.
"Forget it, I don't know how long my body can hold off."
Zhao Fanghua shook his head, and the smile on his face faded.
She was involved with three men.
She was with Mr. Tang because among the many suitors at that time, Mr. Tang had the deepest affection for her, the best character, and the best looks.
She married the old Marquis because he was good-looking, devoted to him, and had a good family background. With the title of Marquise, she could join the European aristocracy and earn money from rich people.
She likes both men, but she also desires their status and wealth.
With her talent, appearance and reputation, it is impossible for her to marry a poor boy with no power. She must look up when choosing a man.
However, when she was with these two men, her status and wealth were very different from these two men. She had to try every means to please these two men. Although it was not difficult for her, it was a bit tiring.
Only Mr. Hans knew him when she was still young, but became familiar with him after she became famous. The relationship between the two was very casual and relaxed, which she enjoyed very much.
If she hadn't been terminally ill, she would have married Hans.
Sister Cui, who had been silent all this time, hurriedly persuaded: "Miss, you have gotten better since you came back. I think it must be the Bodhisattva who has appeared. The temple I went to worship said that it is very spiritual, and you will definitely get better. of."
"Idiot, Bodhisattva has no time to care about me. If you don't often go to worship Bodhisattva when you are abroad, what's the use!"
Zhao Fanghua couldn't help laughing and glared.
Sister Cui curled her lips, "Foreign Bodhisattvas don't have the aura, but the Bodhisattva must have the aura in our own territory. Foreigners all believe in Jesus, so one Bodhisattva can support another person!"
Tang Niannian's mouth twitched, this Sister Cui is also a wonderful person.
She took out a large glass bottle from her bag. Inside were the pills she had made overnight. They were actually flour balls mixed with spiritual spring water. This bottle was enough for a year.
"This pill was prepared by a very powerful old Chinese medicine practitioner. This is what I gave you for the past two days. The effect is very good, right?"
Tang Niannian gave the bottle to Sister Cui and said, "Take one pill a day. The old Chinese medicine doctor said that you will get better after taking this bottle of medicine."
"Ms. Nian, the pills you gave me two days ago turned out to be medicine. I said, my appetite suddenly improved and I felt more comfortable sleeping at night. The doctors in our country must be good, and those from abroad are not good! "
Sister Cui took the bottle with a smile. Zhao Fanghua had been getting better visibly these days. She cherished the bottle of medicine very much and held it carefully for fear of dropping it.
Zhao Fanghua looked surprised. She also felt the changes in her body. At first she thought it was because she was in a good mood, but she didn't expect it to be the elixir her granddaughter had found.
"Thank you, kid!"
Zhao Fanghua's voice was choked with sobs, how could she be so virtuous and capable!
I have never raised these children, but I have enjoyed their filial piety.
"You're welcome, my family."
Tang Niannian's tone was calm, and it was not troublesome to do anything convenient.
Zhao Fanghua looked tired. She dragged Shen Xiao away and went to meet Tang Jinglin's family.
Tang Jinglin and his wife are still satisfied with Shen Xiao. Although he is a little darker, he has a handsome appearance and serious features. He and his daughter are still childhood sweethearts. The way the child looks at his daughter, it is clear that he loves her very much.
After the couple had a deep talk with Shen Xiao, they became more and more satisfied. Although the child didn't talk much, his sentences were all on the point. He was also very understanding of the world and came all the way to bring them gifts.
The gift given to Tang Jinglin was a Qing Dynasty pen holder, and the gift to Mu Xiulian was purple jade. The gifts for brothers Tang Changchuan and Tang Changfeng were the same, a sharp dagger with a scabbard inlaid with gems.
As a result, Shen Xiao received a lot of red envelopes. Tang Jinglin gave the biggest one, Tang Changchuan gave a big one, and Tang Changfeng gave a slightly smaller one.
"Brother-in-law, do you know how to fly over walls? Can you teach me?"
Tang Changfeng quickly changed his tune and said "brother-in-law", which made Shen Xiao happy and looked at him much more kindly.
"You know a little bit, you are too old to learn this."
Shen Xiao told the truth.
Tang Changfeng puffed up his cheeks and felt a little discouraged, but he quickly cheered up and asked: "Brother-in-law, how old were you when you learned it? Do you want to practice plum blossom pile?"
Shen Xiao shook his head and said honestly: "I learned it from wolves and monkeys."
Growing up in a pack of wild wolves, climbing over mountains and ridges was a necessary life skill. He also made friends with wild monkeys and followed them on strings on the vines, and over time he learned how to do it.
Tang Changfeng blinked, his eyes showing clear stupidity.
"Brother-in-law, are you trying to coax me instead of teaching me?"
Tang Changfeng's cheeks became rounder. He was angry that Shen Xiao couldn't find a decent excuse. Even a kid in kindergarten would not believe such a low-IQ excuse.
Doesn't he look stupid?
"It's true. Shen Xiao was adopted by wild wolves since he was a child and lived in the mountains for several years." Tang Niannian interrupted and explained the reason why Shen Xiao was adopted by wild wolves.
The Tang family were all dumbfounded. They all looked at Shen Xiao, their eyes gradually turning pitiful.
Mu Xiulian, in particular, had tears in her eyes. She stretched out her hand, originally wanting to touch Shen Xiao's head, but the height difference was so big that she couldn't reach it even if she stood on tiptoes, so she had to pat her shoulder instead.
"My child, things will get better and better in the future!"
Mu Xiulian made up her mind to love Shen Xiao as her own son from now on. This child has suffered at the hands of his stepmother since he was a child and has never felt the warmth and love of the family. If she treats Shen Xiao better, the child will treat her better. Nian Nian is better.
Shen Xiao's expression was a little awkward and he was not used to the sudden love, but he could feel that Mu Xiulian was sincere.
"Nian Nian, after the Canton Fair, we will go back to Xiangjiang. I don't know when we will see you again..."
Tang Jinglin's eyes gradually turned red. He finally found his daughter, but he would soon be separated again. He really couldn't bear it.
"Policies will become looser and looser, and there will be many opportunities to meet."
Tang Niannian was not reluctant to give up. Her feelings for Tang Jinglin's family were not that deep, and she knew that the two sides of the Taiwan Strait would be able to communicate with each other in two years at most.
In the afternoon, Shen Xiao stayed in the hotel to rest, while Tang Niannian had to go to the exhibition hall.
As soon as I arrived at the exhibition hall, I saw Director Xie and several men talking at the gate. They looked very serious and even started arguing.
"How about we just follow the price set by the foreign merchants? If we don't agree, the turnover of this Canton Fair will not reach the target."
"No, that price can only protect the capital, not make any money at all. Is our manpower so worthless?"
"But when things accumulate in warehouses, they will only depreciate more and more. Those foreigners saw this clearly and deliberately lowered the price!"
"Damn it, we made a promise in the first half of the year that we would need a large amount of cloth, but now we have changed our mind. I really want to beat them to death!"
"Don't be impulsive. This can't be all blamed on the foreigners. They just talked about it and didn't sign a contract. If you want to blame it, it's our lack of experience. I'll ask the leaders for instructions on this batch of cloth and see what we should do!"
Director Xie persuaded several angry people. He spoke slowly and slowly, seeming to have the power to soothe people's hearts. Several angry men slowly calmed down.
