Chapter 316: Jiangge Reaction

Chapter 316

After the meal, Zheng Ruqian became busy. He had hauled two carts of lychees in total, giving one cart to the Jiang family and needing to sell the other cart today.

Jiang Sheng eagerly volunteered to go along too.

Wen Zhiyun took Wang Xiaozhu to give free medical consultations to patients, while Chang Yan continued looking through the carpenter's secret records.

Only Xu Mo quietly stood in front of the writing desk, staring at the four treasures of the study, seemingly struggling to decide.

Jiang Sheng belatedly realized that her elder brother seemed to not have gone out these past two days.

Wen Zhiyun could come and go from his self-opened clinic as he wished.

But the lectures at the Imperial College changed every day.

"Elder brother," the little girl asked curiously, "Aren't you going to attend class?"

Having fought to regain the chance to retake the exam next year where he could only win and not lose, someone of Xu Mo's temperament would surely work even harder instead of avoiding his studies.

So it could only be...

"I don't plan on attending class anymore," Xu Mo said heavily. "Too many people lead to too much trouble at the Imperial College. It'd be better to have peace and quiet at home."

The Fang family would not let matters rest. Trouble could only grow.

With his abilities, he could resolve any difficulties encountered, but resolving them also took up time.

As an intelligent person, Xu Mo had to repeatedly contemplate - was it better to waste time or hide away to avoid things altogether?

At present, he leaned more towards the latter.

"But elder brother, spending time resolving troubles can also be a type of growth, can't it?" Jiang Sheng raised her round little face. "Each time we resolve an issue, we grow a bit older and learn a lesson, many taught by you yourself."

One would encounter many troubles in this lifetime.

Stepping in dog crap, slipping on the ground, getting hit by a carriage or even possibly being struck by a rock.

If one hid away for fear of trouble, then buildings could still collapse and beds could still break.

One should not fear trouble, but possess the courage and ability to handle it.

By turning all the setbacks and frustrations encountered into life experience and motivation, that would be the intelligent course of action.

"And most importantly," Jiang Sheng blinked. "Elder brother, you still have us."

The busy Zheng Ruqian spared a moment to toss an utterly nauseating flirtatious glance.

Wen Zhiyun who had just boarded the carriage stuck his head out, waving shyly. for new novels

Even Chang Yan was smiling while holding his carving knife, warm and full of strength.

Xu Mo suddenly laughed. He truly hadn't expected that his elder brother who had always been a role model would have a day where his younger siblings lectured him. But he had to admit, he had been thinking incorrectly before.

While resolving troubles did waste time, the growth gained in the process was something no books could impart.

The siblings distributed the goods neatly. Zheng Ruqian lazily stretched and got to his feet, casually grabbing two lychees to stuff to the housekeeper when he noticed her swallowing saliva. "Eat up."

No matter how expensive, things were for people to eat in the end.

He breezily portioned and weighed the goods, preparing to deliver them household by household.

The overjoyed housekeeper split one with her mother and clutched the rest in her palm, sniffing repeatedly but unwilling to eat them.

That afternoon, Jiang Sheng accompanied Zheng Ruqian on his endless bustling about, dashing around with the carriages.

Undoubtedly tiring, but her mood kept buoyant and cheerful throughout.

Especially upon receiving the heavy silver ingots. Jiang Sheng could barely restrain her smile, insisting on carrying five catties worth of lychees to personally knock on the Yao family's door ring herself.

Behind her was the passing carriage bearing the Jiang family emblem.

The wasted youth within seemed to receive some premonition as he lifted the curtain and glimpsed a half-familiar silhouette midway.

He nearly jolted in shock before settling back silently, thinking his sister should be at the Jiang house.

"Elder brother, please say something. If it's really impossible we can go drink, little brother will bring you to drown a thousand sorrows in wine. Can you do that?" Inside, Jiang Chengfeng earnestly tried to persuade Jiang Chengyuan.

Jiang Chengyuan silently shook his head.

The Jiang house rules forbid descendants from drowning sorrows in liquor.

"Then at least say something. What on earth happened that you haven't uttered a word in three days?" Jiang Chengfeng was nearly in tears. "When encountering difficulties we should resolve them, not torture ourselves by shrinking back all the time!"

With Jiang Chenghua depressed and wasting away at the front.

And Jiang Chengyuan silent and taciturn at the back, unwilling to speak.

Could the main wing's fengshui be problematic?

"Why don't I invite a fengshui master to take a look?" Jiang Chengfeng hesitantly suggested.

Jiang Chengyuan pressed his lips tightly. The words he'd overheard that day repeated endlessly in his mind, tormenting him day after day.

Although his mother hadn't admitted it, Jiang Sheng being switched was fact. What everyone assumed an accident was actually malicious plotting.

He didn't know how to face both sisters, didn't know how to face Jiang Chenghua, even less so Lady Liao and the entire Liao family.

Attempting to remain neutral now seemed so laughable and mocking.

However much he now owed Jiang Sheng, his feelings towards Jiang Chenghua were equally complex.

He could no longer self-righteously proclaim, "Chenghua is also innocent and unaware of anything."

He could only try his utmost to compensate Jiang Sheng and give his sister what she deserved.

Yes, he had to make amends.

Jiang Chengyuan abruptly raised his head. Under Jiang Chengfeng's eager gaze he slowly enunciated three words - "Return to Jiang house."