Glancing at the untouched tea on the table, Jiang Wang greeted, "Concubine Song, have you eaten? I'll book a table at a restaurant later. "
"Ah, I'll book one!" Du Yehu felt as if he had been granted amnesty, "I'm familiar with all the restaurants in Maplewood City!"
Concubine Song sat down and waved her hand, "There's no hurry. Concubine Song came to find you for something."
Looking at Jiang Anan, who was secretly observing him, Jiang Wang returned a gentle smile and said, "What's the matter? Please tell me."
Concubine Song rubbed Jiang Anan's little head, "Why don't you go out with these two big brothers? Take a look at the place where your brother lives and cultivates. "
Du Yehu immediately opened his arms to Jiang Anan, his big face wrinkled like an old chrysanthemum, "Come, Brother Hu will take you to buy delicious food!"
Ling He also consciously said, "Don't worry, we've been through life and death with Jiang Wang. We'll definitely take good care of Jiang Anan."
Jiang Anan was very sensible. Although she was very timid, she still timidly took a few steps towards Ling He after hearing Concubine Song's words.
No matter how one looked at it, Ling He, who had a proper appearance and a gentle smile, was much more reliable than Du Yehu, who had a full face of beard and an exaggerated smile.
Ling He took Jiang Anan out with great comfort. However, before Du Yehu left, he fiercely glared at Jiang Wang. That gaze clearly said — what does your sister mean?
After the few people were sent away, Jiang Wang withdrew his smile and looked at Concubine Song, "Is Fengxi Town still peaceful recently? How's the shop at home? "
"It's not a big problem, but …" Concubine Song was a bit embarrassed.
Jiang Wang controlled his temper, "What's the matter? Just say it."
"Ever since your father passed away, the shop's business has been deteriorating day by day. It looks like the two of us won't be able to live much longer …" As she spoke, Concubine Song suddenly took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears.
The only shop left in the family was in the medicine business. Although the scale wasn't large, it had many years of channels. In the entire Fengxi Town, it had a good reputation. Back then, when his family was in decline, he had sold almost all of his businesses. However, he had left behind this medicinal shop because it had lasted for a long time. With this shop in hand, although he couldn't say that he would become rich, he definitely wouldn't be struggling to make ends meet.
In the end, what kind of talent was it to be able to run a medicine shop that had been doing well for a long time to the point where it was getting worse day by day in just a few years?
Jiang Wang was not a fool. When his father was still alive, he had deliberately talked to him about some business matters. He wanted him to go back and live a peaceful life if his cultivation failed.
He knew there was something wrong, but Jiang Wang only said, "Is there anything I can do to help, Concubine Wang?"
He thought that if he needed some gold and silver, he would be able to gather some. No matter what, Jiang Anan was his only sister. Even if it was only for Jiang Anan's sake, he still hoped that they could live a better life.
"I know that Little Wang is used to working hard. He will definitely have a good future. But Concubine Wang … "Concubine Song wiped her tears." Concubine Wang is just a woman without any skills. I really can't hold on any longer … "
She looked up at Jiang Wang with teary eyes. "Can you take care of Anan in the future?"
The last trace of warmth in Jiang Wang's eyes disappeared.
He never would have thought that this woman didn't even want her own daughter anymore.
Jiang Wang nodded slowly. "It seems that Concubine Wang is married to a good man?"
Concubine Song lowered her eyes slightly. Only now did she feel a trace of shame in front of her late husband's eldest son. It slowly came out from the deepest part of her heart.
"Marriage and funerals are all human nature." Jiang Wang didn't say anything harsh. "Then does Anan know that she will live with me in the future?"
"She doesn't know yet. Concubine Wang thought that she would first ask for your opinion. You know that she has always been timid and afraid of strangers. Even if I take care of her, she won't have a good life … "Although Concubine Song was explaining, her voice was getting lower and lower.
"I know." Jiang Wang interrupted her. "Should I tell her, or should you?"
"You tell her …" Concubine Song said. "I … have to go now. The carriage is still waiting for me outside the city."
Jiang Wang was silent for a while. "Alright. I won't see you out. "
"I will send you two taels of silver every month."
"No need. I can still afford to take care of Anan. Concubine Wang … you should take care of yourself. "
"Yes. You and Anan will be fine. "Concubine Song said and stood up.
She took two steps outside and suddenly stopped. She turned back and said to Jiang Wang with tears in her eyes, "Anan doesn't like to eat winter melon. She likes eggplants and sweets the most … but you can't give her too much."
"She often kicks off her quilt when she sleeps … she … she's young and doesn't know any better. As her older brother, please bear with her."
"Concubine Wang." Jiang Wang didn't want to say anything more, but when he saw Concubine Song's attitude, he couldn't help but say, "I don't know if you still remember? Back then, my father could have held on for another two years, but he refused treatment and wanted to leave the family property to you. He wanted you to take good care of my younger sister, who is still young … "
Concubine Song was speechless. She covered her face and left.
Jiang Wang sat in a daze. After a long time, he poured himself a cup of tea.
All these years, he had been seeking the Dao. No matter how difficult it was, he had never asked for a single tael of silver from his family. It was because he thought of his father bedridden and how difficult it had been for Concubine Song and Anan. It was because he thought that his father would rather die early than be a burden to them. How could he take the family's money?
Even though he was the indisputable heir to the family's considerable fortune.
The conversation from back then seemed to ring in his ears.
"Little Wang, you've grown up. You can take good care of yourself, right?"
"Yes, father."
That young figure seemed to overlap with this moment, passing through all these years and intertwining with each other.
"And I can take good care of Anan," Jiang Wang said softly.
… …
Ling He and Du Yehu brought Jiang Anan around for a bit before returning.
"Hey, where's Auntie?" Du Yehu asked without thinking.
Ling He subconsciously wanted to pull Anan closer, but that little hand had already stubbornly pulled away.
Jiang Wang looked over. The little girl, who was not even five years old, stood there silently. She gently bit her lip, her large, black eyes unblinking.
She stood between Ling He and Du Yehu, but seemed to be isolated in some corner of the vast world.
She did not cry, nor did she make a fuss.
Jiang Wang strode over, half-squatted, and took the little figure into his arms. He also pulled her back from the loneliness in the corner of the world. He pulled her back to the lively world.
"Anan, you'll live with your older brother from now on. Older brother will often play with you, just like we used to. I don't know if you still remember how young you were back then … "
"Yes, yes, yes. Older brother Hu will also often play with you in the future!" Du Yehu hurriedly added.
Little Anan glanced at him, then turned away expressionlessly. She then gently buried her little head in Jiang Wang's shoulder.
"Alright." Jiang Wang stood up with Anan in his arms. "Anan will live with me in the future. It's not convenient to live in the dormitory. I have to find a place to live first. Let's eat together later. "
"You should book a place to live first." Ling He took out two pieces of silver from his bosom and stuffed them into Jiang Wang's hands without any explanation. "Take this silver."
After entering the inner sect, Ling He's life was not so tight. The Dao Academy would give him a monthly allowance. However, these two pieces of silver were all that he had.
"Ah, yes, yes." Du Yehu was inspired. He immediately began to search all over his body, but in the end, he only managed to scrape together four knife coins. He awkwardly placed them in Jiang Wang's hands. "I've already drunk all of this month's allowance."
Then, he solemnly declared, "Next month, I won't drink next month. I'll save money to buy new clothes for Anan!"
Jiang Wang did not stand on ceremony. He casually stuffed the money into his pocket and carried Jiang Anan out the door.
They had already walked far away, but Du Yehu was still leaning against the door. "Little Anan is too cute! Hey, Old Ling, why don't I have a younger sister? "
"Old Ling?" Du Yehu turned his head. Ling He was already sitting on his bed.
A younger sister with a face full of whiskers. How scary would that be? Ling He thought.
"She's the same as Old Third. She's a cultivation maniac!" Du Yehu muttered. He walked to the window, picked up the cup of tea that Jiang Wang had poured for him, and gulped it down.
"Pah, pah, pah!" Du Yehu spat a few times. "Why is this tea so bitter?"
"You might as well die of bitterness!" Ling He said unhappily.
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