After interpenetrating with Lord Hou, he became addicted to house fighting

Seeing how happy his young apprentice was, Galangian couldn't help but say, "There's no need to be too honest. Although you can't make ill-gotten gains by doing business with them, you can't lose money and make a fuss."

"Yes," Chu Yin respectfully agreed, "It's all up to you."

Gao Liangjiang then asked Rong An: "You went to see the Shantang. What did you think?"

"It's pretty good," Rong An said with a smile, "I don't understand these things, and I've never been to a shantang before. But it looks like the layout is reasonable and everything is there, so it should be good.

"In the future, I will select a few veterans from the army to help run a nursing home. There are only the old, weak, sick and disabled in the charity hall, which is too unsafe."

"This is good!" Galangian high-fived, "When will we prepare all the people? They may not have much monthly money to come here, but they are also willing?"

"Most of them are homeless veterans," Rong An sighed. "Every time we fight in the army, many people are injured.

“Some of them are no longer fit to fight.

“But compared to ordinary people, he is still much stronger.

“They don’t have family to rely on, so they are content just to have a place to live.

"Besides, their monthly money does not need to be paid by the charity hall. It will naturally be subsidized by the court. If the court does not pay, then I will pay it."

"Okay!" Galangjiang made the final decision, "But you have to choose some people with good character. There are indeed many good people in the world, but we cannot deny that there are bad people.

"It's the same in your army. If a scum appear, it will ruin the reputation of all the soldiers."

"Don't worry," Rong An said solemnly, "I will definitely choose carefully."

At this point, Qinghao came over to ask if he wanted to have a midnight snack.

Chu Yin didn't have this habit, and neither did Gao Liangjiang, but both of them set their sights on Rong An.

Rong An touched his chin and coughed twice, "If I say I want to eat, will you think I waste too much food?"

Both Chu Yin and Gao Liangjiang laughed.

Qinghao delivered the prepared midnight snack to the dining room.

Rong An, Rong Jin and Rong Mu ate together and urged others to rest.

They had packed up here, and it was getting late, so they went to sleep quietly without disturbing anyone.

Qing Hao held the candlestick in one hand and yawned as she came over to clean it up. She found that not only the table had been wiped clean, but also the dishes and chopsticks had been washed and put in the cupboard. Her eye circles couldn't help but turn a little red.

She is actually the son of the Chu family, but both of her parents died when she was very young.

But in his limited memory, even as a slave, my father rarely did housework.

When she grew up, the men she met, even people like Chu Dunru, never got involved in housework.

Rong An, as a famous champion, and Rong Jin and Rong Mu, as his capable subordinates, would actually do such trivial matters with their own hands.

This was because they didn't want to disturb the people in the house, and they were also sympathetic to people like her who needed to do housework.

Before the marriage was finalized, she had quietly told the young lady about her worries. She didn't ask her husband to bring her glory and wealth, but only asked him to be a considerate person.

Rong Mu is indeed a considerate person.She is truly blessed.

"Why are you up?" Rong Mu's low voice suddenly came from beside him.

Caught off guard, Qinghao shook his hand and took out the candlestick he was holding.

Rong Mu stretched out his hand to fish it out, gently and skillfully caught the candlestick, and at the same time pulled Qinghao to her side to prevent her from being burned by the splashing wax oil.