Chapter 16

Name:Jun Jiuling Author:Xi Xing
The Fang family is from Shandong. Miss Jun's great grandfather came to Zezhou to sell spices and settled in Yangcheng.

The rich great grandfather wanted a bigger industry, but Yangcheng mostly operated coal. As an outsider, the Fang family couldn't get involved. The great grandfather found another way to marry his son to the daughter of the Cao family in Qixian County, and took the opportunity to open a bank Deshengchang.

With the help of his father-in-law's family and his great grandfather's good management, Deshengchang became one of the best banks in a few years and became a big family in Yangcheng and even Zezhou.

After Miss Jun's great grandfather died, the estate was inherited by her eldest son Fang Shouyi, that is, Miss Jun's grandfather.

Fang Shouyi didn't live up to his father's explanation and made Deshengchang more prosperous. However, when he was in high spirits and had a successful career, he suddenly fell ill and died at the age of 38. Fortunately, his son Fang Nianjun had grown up and was regarded as a successor.

Fang Nianjun is Miss Jun's uncle. Although he has just turned 20, he has been running ticket numbers with his father since childhood and has already taken over business. Therefore, the ticket numbers of the Fang family have not been affected. On the contrary, he has caught up with the imperial court to fight with the Jin people several times. The material transportation between the north and the South has increased and made a few fortunes. The business of the Fang family has improved to a higher level.

But unexpectedly, at this time, Fang Nianjun also had an accident.

"One thing."

When the girls said this, Miss Jun, who had been listening quietly, interrupted them.

The girls looked at Miss Jun with some uneasiness.

"Did the Fang family have only one male from their great grandfather's generation?" Asked Miss Jun.

When she asked this, the girls flashed panic in their eyes.

"Not really." A girl bowed and said, "the old man has four brothers."

In other words, his great grandfather didn't have only Fang Shouyi's son at that time.

"Before his death, Mr. Zeng divided their homes. Because he was the eldest son, he inherited the ticket house property of Yangcheng, and the rest of the brothers returned to their hometown in Shandong with their shared property. Therefore, there is only Mr. Zeng here in Yangcheng." The girl continued.

Well, Miss Jun nodded.

"So are my uncle's brothers? After my grandfather died, my uncle inherited the family business, and they went back to their hometown in Shandong?" She asked.

The girls chatted up.

"The old man has only two children, the old man and the young lady." They said.

As a granddaughter, it's ridiculous that she doesn't even know how many brothers and sisters her mother has.

The child is really hearty. He really regards the Fang family as an inn. He doesn't bother to look at it more.

Miss Jun smiled.

"What happened to my uncle?" She continued.

Seeing that she no longer asked about her children, the girls were relieved. This look naturally looked in Miss Jun's eyes, but she didn't ask anything.

"At that time, because of the war with the golden man, the northwest was turbulent and there were many mountain bandits and horse bandits. The master met mountain bandits on his way back from home. Although there were more than a dozen escort guards, he was seriously injured and died soon after he came back." A girl said, "at that time, the master was only twenty-five years old."

He was younger than his grandfather, and what was more fatal was that he had no son who could inherit the family.

"At that time, the master had three daughters. His wife was just pregnant. Fortunately, she was born a son." Said the other girl.

That was 14 years ago, and miss Jun was only born. There can be no scene of her mother's reaction to the brother's accident in her memory.

Miss Jun gave up searching for memory.

"The family business for so many years was supported by the old lady and her great aunt." She said.

The girls nodded and showed their admiration.

"... when the old man was gone, people from Shandong wanted to divide their property... It was the old lady who resisted and drove them away..."

"... I heard from my mother that it's not just Shandong, but also the Cao family. They want to calculate our family property..."

"... although the old lady has not seen or contacted business for decades, she is the daughter of the Cao family who started the ticket company. She just took over the industry and stabilized people's hearts in a few months..."

"... yes, at that time, the industry was turbulent outside, the wife almost miscarried because of excessive sadness, and the old lady was busy outside and had to take care of her family..."

"More than ten years have passed before you know it. Not only has our Fang family not collapsed, but our business is still very good."

"The old lady is really good."

The girls couldn't help chattering. Miss Jun, who had always hated the lowly Fang family, didn't interrupt and scold them. Instead, she listened with a smile and nodded here.

"Yes, the old lady is really good." She said.

Girls were calmed down by her words, and looked at her face uneasily. They saw that there was no meaning of the ridicule or anger.

"It's not easy." Miss Jun continued, with a sigh.

A girl in a boudoir married from her father at home. She didn't ask about foreign affairs, but she was repeatedly hit by the loss of her husband and son within five years, but she had to bear the heavy burden and support her family business.

In the husband's family, everyone in her mother's family is covetous. No one can rely on and trust. It's all up to her. The girls said that she took over and stabilized the ticket number industry in a few months. This sentence is simple. Only Mrs. Fang knows how difficult it is to do it.

Miss Jun thought of the old lady's indifference. In her memory, Miss Jun hated it very much. She thought that the grandmother was cold and a cheap business woman who only knew interests but not human feelings.

How much tenderness is like water, which has been worn away by this series of blows and more than ten years of hard work. Otherwise, how can we survive in this storm.

"However, after more than ten years, the young master should be able to bring out experience and inherit his family property." Said Miss Jun.

The old lady has survived.

As soon as this remark came out, the girls present looked strange, and liu'er simply laughed.

"Miss, you forget that master Fang is a paralytic." She said.

paralytic.

Miss Jun was stunned, and then she remembered that the only incense seedling, the posthumous son of the Fang family, was indeed a paralytic, and a paralytic who could not live longer than 15 years old.

The Fang family is not in Miss Jun's eyes. The paralytic cousin is so lazy to ask more questions that she doesn't know what to call. The memory is called paralytic.

"My young master is not paralytic, but ill." Perhaps it was Miss Jun's pleasant face during this period, or she couldn't stand the ridicule of her master. A girl couldn't help refuting.

Liu Er hissed.

"Can't you move when you're sick?" She asked.

The girls were speechless.

"So it's still a paralytic." Liu'er sneered.

Miss Jun knocked on the table with her finger and interrupted Liu er's smile.

"So, the men of the Fang family have suffered one misfortune after another." She said slowly, "the incense will be broken soon."

The girls looked dejected and frightened, which was their reaction when they asked their great grandfather's other children.

"That's too unfortunate. How can men have accidents one after another." Miss Jun looked at the girls and said softly.

The girls bowed their heads, and liu'er clapped her hands with a quack.

"I remember." She said, "Miss Lin's girl said that the man of the Fang family was cursed."

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