Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 483
Gu Xiang tasted the dishes and silently put down his chopsticks.

However, the guests present were not focused on the food, and the food was a bit poor, so it didn't matter.

Qiu Li looked around and said with a smile, "At least this juggling is very interesting. The singing and dancing are also okay."

As for the old Zou Tou who rapped, she didn't even want to comment on it. Thinking of the things that Old Zou Tou alluded to, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Qiuli admired her little lady a little.

If I had changed myself, I am afraid that I will not be able to sit still now, at least it will be uncomfortable for a few days, but the little lady is calm and calm, and doesn't care at all.

Fan Zhenghong obviously knew that his banquet was not good, so he said with a smile: "I wish my mother a birthday today. , that was not handled by others at all."

As he said that, he had a smug look on his face.

The old lady couldn't stop laughing because of him, and stretched out her hand to stroke his head like a child, obviously with a little effort, she rubbed Fan Zhenghong into a little lunatic with disheveled hair.

Gu Xiang's eyesight was excellent, and he could clearly see a bit of naughtiness on the old lady's face, so he couldn't help but smile.

The Fan family, old and young, enjoyed themselves happily.

Li Sheng, who was seated against the screen, glanced at his young master and sighed quietly.

Zhao Ying sneered: "What does it have to do with me?"

"I don't seem to have said anything."

Li Sheng smiled.

At least [-]% of Fan Zhenghong's younger brothers and those old brothers who were deeply trusted by him were absent-minded today.

Everyone's eyes are on the money, so why would they want to accompany him in colorful clothes to entertain his relatives?
Li Sheng sighed, Fan Zhenghong is pitiful!For so many years, he has been painstakingly managing the business and taking care of the entire Fan family. As a result, he treats them as relatives, but they don't treat him as relatives.

Of course, Li Sheng also felt that he was a little bit of fake compassion.

After all, Fan Zhenghong, the unlucky guy, will fall so soon, and he is also contributing to the flames.

Zhao Ying sat on the chair well-behaved and looked at Gu Xiang through the screen, but his mind was thinking about the pancakes he ate at 'Gu Ji' just before he went out.

The thick gravy sauce, accompanied by cilantro and green onion, is not heavy in taste, but it seems to melt all the ice in the world, making everything in front of you soft.

He is hungry.

Obviously he wasn't the only one, many guests showed a little impatience on their faces.

Perhaps the weather suddenly turned cloudy, and today's guests are also particularly impetuous.

After drinking for three rounds, Fan Zhenghong took the handkerchief and wiped his face, and the maids and jugglers who poured wine in the yard all retreated.

Fan Zhenghong stood up and took a few steps forward.

He got up together, and the whole house was silent.

Most of the guests present knew that something might happen to the Fan family today, some knew more, and some knew less. At this moment, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they instinctively expected that the topic was coming.

Fan Zhenghong stood up straight, with a serious look on his face, and said softly, "Come here."

Before the words were finished, more than a dozen servants came forward carrying more than a dozen boxes. The boxes were only made of ordinary camphor wood, but they looked very heavy.

As soon as it landed, these servants opened it casually, revealing the densely packed ledgers inside.

The brothers of the Fan family stood up and looked over with burning eyes, with an indescribable excitement in their expressions.

Fan Zhenghong said with a smile: "From the beginning of my business to today, all the books are here."

"Everyone, you don't need to speculate, let alone think wildly. I, Fan Zhenghong, have always been a spittle and a nail. Since I said that I want to donate all my family's property to the court, I must donate it."

There was an uproar in the courtyard.

Many of the guests present knew about this, but they still exclaimed after hearing him say it so directly.

How rich the Fan family is, I'm afraid even the Fan family themselves don't know very well.

The value of those shops on the streets of the capital alone is enough for ordinary people to live three lifetimes.

Fan Zhenghong said with a smile: "The eminent monks of Daxiangguo Temple are all here. After the mundane affairs are settled, I will go with them. I will be ordained and become a monk. I will get rid of these three thousand threads of affliction and convert to my Buddha from then on."

He looked back at his mother: "Mother, my son is going."

Everyone present was silent.

When Mrs. Fan heard that her son was going to become a monk, her expression did not change, she just smiled: "Okay."

Fan Zhenghong turned his head and looked across the screen. His wife was sitting at the table with a gentle and gentle expression, and she was never hysterical.

"Lan Niang, I'm sorry for you."

Miao Yulan rolled her eyes: "I'm tired of you, go where you like, and do what you like."

The husband and wife of the Fan family, except for the point of spoiling their children, have a common language, they always talk to each other on weekdays, and they can't get along at all.

Fan Zhenghong smiled and said, "It seems that there is no objection."

"I'll say something."

Fan Zhengyun suddenly said, "Brother, if you want to donate the family property, my third brother and I have no control over it, but you can only donate your share. You have to give us the property of my third brother and me first."

"I don't want too much. The Fan family's family business needs to be [-]% of my own. I have been working hard for our Fan family these years. I don't want to say much about my hard work. I can't let me leave the house."

The third son of the Fan family, Fan Zhengyi also said: "I don't have as much credit and effort as my second brother. As long as you give me [-]%, I will be satisfied. I don't want to pick anything else. The Fan Ji Rice Shop in the capital will do it for me."

"I have been taking care of this rice shop all these years, and it should be given to me."

While the two brothers were talking, Fan Zhenghong nodded.

Fan Zhengyun waited for the third brother to finish speaking, and said loudly: "Brother, just say, should you share the family property with the younger brother?"

Fan Zhenghong's expression remained unchanged: "Yes. The two brothers have worked hard these years, and our family can have today because of the two of you."

The second and third members of the Fan family did not let go of their hearts, they still stared at their elder brother closely.

Sure enough, Fan Zhenghong sighed: "But the Fan family property is not ours, and we can't divide it."

The hearts of the two brothers sank—as expected!
The brothers have been together since they were young, and they grew up together. They all know each other's personalities. The second and third look at each other, and each has made up his mind.

But Fan Zhenghong stopped looking at his younger brother, and said loudly: "Everyone, I, Fan, was only the steward next to Princess Changrong. When I was with the princess, I only had a few brothers with me and an old lady on my back. I don't even have a pair of shoes and socks, and now in my house, all the scraps of paper on my body are not mine, but belong to our princess."

"It's true."

Everyone was so overwhelmed by these words that they heard someone sneer not far away. Looking back, Gu Xiang raised his eyebrows. The person who spoke was an acquaintance, it was Brother Yun.

This man is still alive and kicking.

Moreover, the young man next to Brother Yun was wearing a vermilion official robe, and was clearly above the fifth rank.

(End of this chapter)