Tang Xian continued to rub her hair and sighed as well.

He has no relationship with this family, so he can't be sad.

Although he didn't steal your brother, he knew the truth but chose not to send him back. Don't you hate him for that?

Before Fu Jiujiu could reply, Fu Sijin sighed and said: "I hate him, but compared to hatred, we care more about our family. We have to admit, Qijīn is being raised very well by him."

"Our family was in dire straits back then; it was uncertain whether even seven taels of gold would be enough to keep us alive at home."

Fu Si Jin took a deep breath, "Of course we have no choice but to forgive."

At this time, Fang Jintang opened the door from inside and saw his siblings. The sob he had just suppressed welled up again, "Fourth Brother, my father...he's gone."

Fu Sijin patted his shoulder, "Jin Tang, you need to cheer up. There are still many things waiting for you to deal with in the Fang family."

Fan Jin Tang nodded, but he was only a child. At this moment, it felt like the sky was falling.

"Seventh Brother, don't be afraid, I and Fourth Brother are here." The little milk dumpling said.

"Ahem..."

"And there's Tang Qigger, don't worry, with Uncle Lin Wei here, bad guys won't dare come in. Whoever comes in will be hung up on a tree."

As soon as he heard about the incident, Fang Mingtang at the gate felt a sharp pain in his chest. He thought he must have suffered internal injuries and needed to see a doctor because falling from the tree would definitely cause some problems.

But now we can't leave, once we do, the Fang family's property will have nothing to do with them.

Fan Jin Tang looked at the few people outside who didn't dare to come in, and nodded, "Fourth Brother, then I... will go handle it."

Feng Laotou and Fu Wujin came out together. The old man's eyes were red, and Fu Wujin also looked downcast.

"Master... I..."

The old man waved his hand, "Wu Jin, it's not your fault. I know about Xiao Jie's illness. I called you here just to try. Don't feel any pressure."

Feng Laotou sighed, “Your master told you, even a god doctor has patients who die. It’s not your fault, eh?”

Fu Wu-jin was still a little sad, after all, this was the first person to die under his command. Thinking of the moment Mr. Fang passed away, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Fu Jiujiu saw that Wu Ge was probably psychologically shadowed, so she quickly went up and held his trembling hand, "Wu Ge."

"Chirp chirp, be good." Fu Wujin turned around and picked up the little dumpling, his heart finally calming down a bit.

Old Mr. Feng had noticed Tang Xian long ago. He took a deep breath and sighed, realizing that what was coming would eventually come.

"I'm a little tired now, could I take a moment to gather my thoughts?"

Feng Laotou's voice was a little tired as he looked at Tang Xian and said,

This might sound abrupt to others, but Tang Xian knew exactly what was going on. “Good.”

Fu Si Jin and Lin Wei stayed behind to help Fang Jin Tang with the arrangements for Old Master Fang's funeral.

Tang Xianze took the little baby away from the Fang family. He felt that this crying scene was not suitable for children. What if he had a nightmare after seeing it?

Fujujiao is not afraid of anything, but with Si Ge and Lin Wei around, one helps out and the other keeps things in check. The malicious relatives of the Fang family dare not cause trouble.

"Wait, I'll go with you two." Old Man Feng caught up to the pair.

Tang Xian glanced at the old man and said, "She's tired, I'll send her back first. We can talk about our business tomorrow."

"Yes." Old Feng replied politely.

Fu Jiujiu was indeed a little tired. After all, her small body hadn't survived the night. She yawned as Tang Xian carried her onto the carriage and said, "Then who will drive?"

As they spoke, Fu Jiujiu felt the car start moving.

She thought to herself, "I'm such an idiot! This time, it's definitely not just Lin Wei here. There must be other masters as well."

It's a bit of an insult to call experts drivers.

"Aren't you going to look for Old Feng?"

Tang Xian patted her head, "He can't run away again. Go to sleep, I'll wake you up when we get there."

I promised to call her, but she was already awake the next morning.

This little body can eat and drink, and once it falls asleep, it's very difficult to stay alert. Besides, with a young boy around, Fu Chi Chiu doesn't really feel any danger either.

She opened the door, intending to go down and ask around, after all she didn't know which room Tang Qi was in. Knocking randomly on doors would disturb people's dreams and invite lightning strikes.

On the first floor, Tang Xian was already sitting there. In front of him were two baskets of steamed buns, two bowls of porridge, and two peeled eggs.

Fujujiao ran over with little hops and skips. After tossing and turning all night, her tummy was rumbling loudly.

She was just about to crack an egg open when she got slapped on the hand. "Did you wash your hands?"

Fu Jiujiu was a little guilty, "I washed it."

However, Tang Xian had a sharp eye and said, "Go upstairs to wash your face and come down for dinner."

Fu ChuChu pouted, but she still obediently went. After all, she's a clean and face-conscious person.

The little dumpling went downstairs in a fresh and clean manner. This time, no one stopped her from having breakfast.

Tang Xian saw her eating in a rather hurried manner, and couldn't help but nag, "Slow down, be careful you choke."

Fu Jiujiu just said she wouldn't, but who put red dates in the congee this morning? Just put them in, why not check them first? Ahem, ahem, cough, cough...

"Ai…" Tang Xian shook her head and patted her on the back, two fingers pressing down firmly.

Fu Jiu Jiu spat out the date pit, her little face also flushed a bit.

The bystanders were also startled. If someone had died, they wouldn't just lose money; it would also be bad luck.

Having learned her lesson, Fu Chi-chiu didn't dare to eat so quickly anymore. However, she was curious about what had happened after she fell asleep last night.

"Tang Qi Gege, did you go see Lao Feng?"

"Hmm." Tang Xian said faintly.

Perhaps after spending so long with the sisters-in-law, she caught their gossipy nature, or maybe it was that in her past life, she was a gossip but her status as someone important held her back. Whatever the reason, now her true colors are showing.

What did he say to you?

Tang Xi glanced at the little dumpling, tapping her head lightly with her chopsticks, "Didn't Madam Fu tell you not to speak while eating and not to speak while sleeping?"

Fujujiao's manners are always good, but is she just too curious?

Actually, she just wanted to know what kind of poison was in Tang Qi's body.

Tang Xian looked at the little dumpling taking small sips of porridge. Afraid that he had been too harsh just now, he explained: "I didn't say anything serious, it was just some things I knew."

“Oh.” Fu Jiujiu said.

Tang Xian waited, expecting her to ask more questions, but the little milk dumpling didn't.

"After we finish eating, are you going to Fang's place or staying with me?" Tang Xian asked.

"Where are you going?" Fu Chi-chi wasn't really keen on going to the Fang family. With her brothers there, it should be fine.

And Fang's people, even if they wanted to cause trouble, wouldn't do it before the funeral. After all, causing a scene at this time would be like telling the world that they didn't want Old Master Fang to pass away peacefully.

They're probably pretending to be someone else right now.

The real commotion happens after the burial.

Tang Xian's matter is already settled, it's really nothing much. But he also knows that the Fang family's affair won't be finished in three or five days.

"I am sleeping."

Fujujijiu only then discovered that he seemed to have not slept all night, his eyes were a little dark.

Then I'll go with you.

Tang Xian looked at her suspiciously, it seemed he should tell the little dumpling that this shouldn't be said casually.

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network.

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