The tough wife has room to farm

Chapter 515
Wen Nuan and the others are still holding a golden abacus, discussing how to develop their careers in the future, how to make themselves earn more money, and become the number one richest businessman in Daliang as soon as possible!

Fighting wits and courage with the two royal brothers, one must first pay attention to squeezing Qiu Shangping's surplus labor.

None of them could have imagined that at this moment, there was someone who missed her more than Shen Pingxi, and her warm ears kept getting hot!
In Kyoto now, many people are thinking about the sweet pastry of warmth.

It's still on the premise that they don't know that the celebrity in front of the emperor, the famous princess Jin Yu, is Nuan Nuan.

Kyoto, in the study of the Shangshu Mansion...

Nie Zhengyu sat behind the desk like a dog, sipping his teacup.

Sitting across from him was a young man who was said to be luxurious, and looked like Nie Zhengyu, with a poor and fake gentleman, with a rebellious expression, sitting there in a crooked manner, looking at his father.

"Father, it's rare that nothing happened recently, and you also took yourself out of the grain draft. Isn't that a good thing? Why do you still have a bitter and bitter expression on your face? Why are you calling me here today?"

Seeing his only son's appearance as the second generation ancestor, Nie Zhengyu frowned habitually, put the tea cup in his hand heavily on the desk in front of him, picked up a stack of open ledgers that were put aside, and roared angrily.

"Look at these account books. For my father, I worked so hard to earn back some money, but it's not for you. You are better off...you look at it yourself, ah...you look at it...your withdrawals that cost thousands of taels of silver at every turn , You actually spent 1 taels in just half a month, tell me what you want to do!"

"Father, what's the fuss about this? It's not like our family doesn't have one. Besides, the money you make is just for spending. You racked your brains to put the shop under someone else's name, isn't it just to make our life easier."

"It's not like you. You think I can conjure up mountains of gold and silver!"

Nie Zhengyu really hated him for not fighting. If there was another son, he would be thrown out without mercy!

A prodigal son indeed!

Nie Jizu, who was spoiled since he was a child and used to doing everything recklessly, has recently spent a lot of money, and he knows this.

As early as his father sent someone to ask him to come to the study, and when he entered the door and saw the stern-faced father and the account book beside him, he knew that someone had sued him again, and he had sued his father.

Fear, but not much, he knew that he was the only one in his father's eyes.

This is thanks to my mother for having the means. She just obediently tidied up the father who wanted to spread his branches and leaves. There was no woman who got in the door, let alone kept some children outside.

Nie Zhengyu may really feel sorry for the hard-earned money, and in his anger he picked up the cup in front of him and threw it over, but after thinking about it in the end, he was still reluctant, so he changed the account book on the table and threw it directly at Nie Jizu .

The ledger was thrown on Nie Jizu's head, and the young master who had been pampered since he was a child, chattered loudly, screaming as if someone had stabbed him.

"Ouch... Ouch" as if he was about to die suddenly!
Lan Fengling, the mistress of Nie's family who had been waiting outside the house to rescue her son, hurriedly opened the door and walked into the study with two bowls of bird's nest that had been prepared earlier.

At first, he pretended to be ignorant and said with a smile on his face, "Master, what are you two talking about for so long, I prepared bird's nest for you, hurry up and try it..."

But when he turned his head and saw a bump on his forehead, a big red patch of his screaming son, the next moment, he pretended to accidentally throw the tray at Nie Zhengyu's feet.

"Heart, baby...mother's flesh" screamed and rushed over to save the precious son.

Nie Jizu was also the mother who saw that everything was on his side, so he regained his energy, slipped off the chair, fell to the ground, covered his head and shouted, "Mother, I can't live... my father If you want to kill me, there will be a bloody hole in your head!"

Lan Fengling could see that her heart was really distressed, and carefully checked her son while holding her son in her arms. She was relieved when she saw clearly that her son was only a bulge on his forehead and nothing serious happened.

Nie Zhengyu was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven!
"What are you trying to do! Ah!"

Facing Nie Zhengyu's yelling, Nie Jizu completely ignored it. He still remembered the hatred of this old thing for throwing things at him, but Lan Fengling's eyes were reddened quickly, and he turned to look at me with pity. My husband.

With tears streaming down his face, he asked coquettishly, "Master, the ancestor worship is still young, why are you so angry to treat the child like this? He is the only son of our Nie family. If this hurts, don't you?" Don't feel more distressed than me!"

With these words and such a posture, if outsiders saw it, they would immediately understand what method this Madam Nie used to secure her status and keep her favor in this mansion forever.

"Too young...too young...I have already started preparing for the exam at my age, and he wasted 11 taels of silver in half a month. Tell him, what did all the money go to!"

Hearing this number, Lan Fengling was also taken aback, but compared to her love for her son, after she was shocked, she poked her son on the head with her hand as a punishment.

"You, no wonder your father is angry. What have you been doing? After spending so much money, didn't mother give you money? Isn't it enough?"

"Mom, you give me the little money, treat friends to a few meals, hehe, the wine is gone, it's not enough, and let me tell you, now we have a new stall in Kyoto called Yiyefu , the inside is full of jade raw materials, I can choose it by my own ability, but there are people who spend hundreds of taels of silver and sell top-quality jade worth 3 taels of silver, am I trying my luck, many people are playing."

As for this Nie Jizu, he reads a book stumbles and pays attention to being able to read it. If he can't write well, he can't do martial arts, but he has everything he needs to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and he is even a master!
There is also a group of friends of the second generation of the ancestors in Kyoto, who flock together like birds of a feather. Recently, these people have been throwing money at the first few stone workshops that opened for one-night rich gambling.

These stone gambling stalls are naturally opened by Nuan Nuan, Maimaiti, Qiu Shangping and the others.

Nie Zhengyu, who was still angry, felt even more uncomfortable when he heard his unfilial son's words. He has been struggling with this matter recently!
Just because, recently, many people who have seen warmth in Kyoto are spreading rumors that those hot overnight rich gambling stone stalls, as well as several restaurants, hot shops that buy some weird food, are all a girl who looks exactly like her daughter. The industry opened by the little lady.

If others heard this, they would at most be envious and jealous, but Nie Zhengyu, as the person involved, naturally thought of something closer to the truth.

That is Nuan Nuan's true identity, and he vaguely recalled in his memory that he seemed to have seen a woman who looked similar to Qing Sha but had a very different temperament before.

Now that I think about it carefully, this girl is the second daughter who I have lost for many years, and I thought it was very likely that he had died with his deceased wife for many years.

If this matter is finally confirmed to be true, then... don't say that my prodigal son spends 11 taels for half a month, even if he spends 1 taels a day, it is still affordable.

He was also inquiring about the origin of this female doll before, and now knowing that her life experience is also a mystery, he has established his conjecture that it may be true.

He's been in a bad mood recently, and he's also struggling with this matter.

Seeing Nie Zhengyu, who should continue to be angry, Lan Fengling and his wife didn't make a sound, but looked thoughtful, and they didn't understand what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)