Fu Bajin's toys were novel and interesting, many people wanted to play with them, but unfortunately, Fu Bajin only made them for Fu Jiujou alone.

Now that Fujujijiu is willing to take out those toys, everyone is over the moon.

Fujujiao couldn't help but think, as the child king, the responsibility is great.

While Fan's wife didn't dare to cause trouble for Song Yuanping, she still subtly brought up Li Jinyan during casual conversations.

Li Jin'yan was very angry. Fu Jiujiu, that little girl, was simply a fox spirit. At such a young age, she had bewitched her own son, making him completely infatuated with her. He spent all day fawning over her.

To fight over a woman at such a young age, what will he do when he grows up? Murder someone, perhaps?

Coincidentally, Fu Baiman and Tian Guihua went to a wedding banquet and came back. Then Li Jin'yan told them about it.

The meaning is very obvious, since he cannot become a relative by marriage, he should not allow the maidservant from the Fu family to always pester his son.

Tian Guihua immediately became unhappy. "Who's clinging to who? You should know your own hearts! If it weren't for the fact that your child is still young, he would call our daughter 'little daughter-in-law' all day long, as if we don't notice?"

"If you keep your son under control, there won't be these kinds of problems."

Li Jinyan opened her mouth and said, “Hmph, I can definitely manage my son well.”

Tian Guihua believes in her own daughter. She treats even ants well, so she definitely wouldn't bully anyone.

And she really bullied people, wouldn't Fan Da Ma come knocking on our door?

After returning home, Tian Guihua first washed her hands and then went to the second room to see her two grandsons.

"Old man, let me get Erpang and Sapang here to see you."

Erpang and Sanpang were nicknames given to him by Fu Erjin. He felt that his son's given name was not intimate enough.

Even this little name isn't particularly cute.

Fu Baiman snorted dismissively, "What's so good about that little punk? I don't care. I'd rather hold my little girl."

There's no such thing as a close bond between generations here at Fu Baiman's. No one has their young daughter nearby for personal favors.

Tian Guihua curled her lips, "You're just being stubborn. Let me tell you, Erpang and Sanpang are really good-looking, just like their mother."

Tian Gui had so many children, and the children looked very much like her. However, when relatives from Fu's family came to visit, they all said the children looked like their father. This made Tian Gui feel uncomfortable.

What's up, mama?

What is she lacking?

However, it's not worth making a fuss over such a small matter, but I still feel a little uncomfortable inside.

"Hurry up and go, don't delay me playing with my daughter." Fu Baiman waved his hand at his wife.

Tian Guihua went into the second room, and Fu Erjin got free, but she went into their main house.

"Not looking at your son, is something the matter?" Fu Baiwan didn't even raise his eyelids, not willing to give his son an extra glance.

"The son is tough, he's not a little girl who needs coddling." Fu Erjin smiled, seeing his father in good spirits. "Father, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Well, come on then." Fu Baimian expected it; besides the youngest, none of his sons would ever enter their rooms unless there was something up.

As soon as you walk in, something is bound to happen.

"Dad, my wife and I have discussed it. After she's recovered from childbirth, I'm going to look for a shop in town and try some small business."

"Are you cut out for this?" Fu Baimian sized up his second son from head to toe. "Do you want to do business?"

The Fu family hasn't been strangers to small business. They've run stalls, sold vegetables, even peddled goods, but they lost money every time.

Fu Baiman panicked as soon as he heard about doing business.

"These days I've been researching braised pork, planning to sell this, and some small pickles on the side. Jiujiu said those pickles are delicious, Jiujiu at home said they're delicious, so I think it can't be wrong."

Fu Baiman looked down at his young daughter. Fu Erjin also pinned his hopes on the little sister.

At first, the fifth older brother changed careers and the third one joined the military, all thanks to what the little sister said.

Fuju received help from his second brother, and he also felt that the second brother had this talent, so he could give it a try.

"Dad, the pickled vegetables that Second Brother made are so delicious."

Fu Baiman didn't doubt his little daughter, "How delicious is it?"

Fujujiao said with exaggerated expression, "It's delicious, incredibly delicious."

"He's still undefeated, this little girl," Fu Baimian finally smiled.

Fu Erjin knew that this matter was settled.

"How much does it cost? I'll tell my mother later."

Fu Erjin shook his head. "Father, there's no need. My sister and I have saved some money. We won't need much for a small business."

"Don't you want money? What do you ask me for?" Fu Baiman was a little unhappy. He felt his sons no longer needed him.

Fu Erjin didn't know his father's subtle emotions. "You're my father, of course you should make the decision on such a big matter. We can only proceed if you give us the go-ahead."

Fu Erjin's flattery hit the mark. Fu Baimian, pleased by the praise, said, "Well then, go ahead and do it. If you lose, I won't be responsible for your losses."

"Understood, Father."

Fu JiuJiu has been to the town and there isn't any place selling this kind of small pickles. Plus, they could also offer some small side dishes and marinated vegetables, which should be popular.

"Second brother, you're making so much money!"

Fu'erjin let out a hearty laugh. “Alright, I’ll take your word for it. Second brother, make lots of money! When you have money, buy pretty clothes for Jiujiu, okay?”

Fu Baiwan also laughed, but just as a traditional son would, he put on an air of seniority, "You haven't made a single cent yet, and you're already making wishes everywhere."

"Father, even if I don't earn money, I still have to buy things for my little sister. She is my only sister."

Fu Baiman nodded slightly. "Yes, you only have one sister. In the future, after your mother and I are gone for a hundred years, you have to support your sister and make sure she doesn't suffer any grievances."

Fu Erjin was a bit at a loss for words when facing Lao De's sudden sadness. Fu Jiujiu guessed that it might be because this time, their parents had met many relatives, and someone had passed away, which led to such feelings.

"Daddy and Mommy should both live a long life, staying with Chi-Chi." Fu Chi-Chi leaned her head against Fu Baiwan's large hand.

Warm and secure.

Fu Baimian smiled, "Good, father, live a good life and accompany your little daughter."

In the second room, Wu pushed aside Tian Guihua's hand. "Mother, this isn't appropriate. This thing is expensive. Let your younger sister keep it. What use would the two boys have for such an expensive thing?"

"Just keep it, this is a little something from your father and me. Back when we were having a hard time financially, there wasn't much we could do. This longevity lock was specially chosen by your father."

"I'm fine with just one piece," said Mrs. Wu, a bit embarrassed.

"How can two grandsons wear one hat?" Tian Guihua glared at her.

Wu no longer refused, "Then I'll thank Grandpa and Grandma for Erpang and Sapang."

After Zhou entered the house, she heard about the Longevity Lock and felt that she had been shortchanged.

The second oldest brother's family had two sons, both of whom lived long lives. What if this pregnancy resulted in a single child?

"Mother, then there's also your granddaughter in my belly?" Zhou shi’s stomach couldn’t even hold two ounces of sesame oil, she couldn't stay calm at all.

Tian Guihua didn't intend to play favorites, "Yes, whether it's a grandson or granddaughter, there is."

How many?

"How many children you have, of course, is how many you'll get." Tian Guihua now knew what she was thinking. "If you had the ability to give birth to ten or eight, then my husband would empty our savings to buy all that for you."

First released on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network

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