Chapter 115: All Because of the Ledger

  This year's business at Tianxiang Building is pretty good. If you count the hot pot you managed to flip a few days ago, it was quite profitable before the new year.

  The little girl started showing off as soon as Wang Zihan finished speaking, proudly looking at her two mothers, as if to say: Look how awesome I am?

  Here is the translation:

  "Alright, I've brought the account book to you. Take a look when you have time. Knowing that she always means well, Wang Zihan said directly."

  Zhao took the account book from her hand and continued to say: With her appearance, what can she understand? It's better to wait for her father to come back and I'll show it to him.

  Ignoring Xi Mei's pitiful little eyes, Wang Zihan put the account book on the table. Zhao Shi tucked Xi Mei's small arm that had just stretched out back into the quilt, ignoring her resentful little eyes.

  Sister, I heard the Chen brothers mention that Jixia has a talent for this kind of thing. Otherwise... her godmother couldn't help but notice Jixia's 'innocent' little eyes and finally spoke up to plead on her behalf.

  You're not unaware, Xi Mei's father is that kind of person. Even if Xi Mei trips and falls, he'll exaggerate how beautiful she looks when she falls. Just listen to what he says, that's all. After Zhao said this, Zheng thought for a moment, smacking her lips in contemplation, and indeed it was so.

  He stopped talking and looked at Xi Mei helplessly, implying that he had done his best but still couldn't succeed.

  I don't know why a little girl like her likes to look at account books so much, shouldn't that be something old men should be looking at?

  Just as everyone thought the matter was over, Wang Zihan suddenly spoke up: Xi Mei, I forgot to tell you that I've put the hot pot bill in a separate account for you.

  Hearing his nonsense, Zhao was curious and asked: Why bother with that? Can't you just write it directly into an account book?

  Wang Zihan explained in a low voice. Aunt Zhao, this hot pot is different from that one, it's 37% off, which was discussed and agreed upon by me and Xi Mei earlier.

  It's also true that your family has made great efforts, so it's only right that you should get seven parts. Madam Zhao muttered to herself.

  Sister Xia muttered to herself. How come it's always his family that gets more credit? It's clear that I'm the one who puts in more effort, but I couldn't explain this to her mother, or else I'd be seen as being presumptuous again.

  Not good, a warning bell suddenly rang in my mind. Before I could even make eye contact, I heard that person say: Auntie, you were wrong this time. If it weren't for Xi Mei, who would have thought of that way to eat? So seven parts of the blame go to your family.

  Finally, Xi Mei put down her arms and stopped gesturing to him. Zhao turned his head and saw Xi Mei's playful arm movements and her raised eyebrows.

  Breath doesn't come from one place. Good grief, you little girl, why didn't you discuss with your dad before making a decision?

  After instructing Xi Mei, he smiled and explained to Wang Zihan, "This won't do, our family takes 30% and your Wang family takes 70%!"

  It wasn't until then that Wang Ziheng realized what his sister's constant winking and eyebrow-raising meant.

  She looked at her apologetically, but firmly refused. No way, how could they change their minds about something they had already discussed and agreed on?

  Seeing his resolute attitude, Zhao had no choice but to stop and turned around to glare fiercely at Xi Mei, meaning 'just wait until you're better, I'll deal with you properly then.'

  Well, in that case, I won't disturb you. Quickly getting up, King Zihan didn't dare to look at Xi Mei's angry face and turned around to walk out the door.

  After a night of heavy snow, it finally stopped. The soft sunlight shone through the thick clouds and onto his body. Wang Zihan looked in the direction of that house before heading towards the gate.

  Thinking of the upcoming New Year's festival, there are more things to hand over at work, and also that old lady at home...

  Just as I was lost in thought, a figure rushed towards me and bumped into me. My eyes caught the figure just about to fall, and I stretched out my palm to grab hold of the person who was about to tumble down.

  Chrysanthemum was about to fall when a pair of powerful palms suddenly pulled her back and steadied her body.

  They both froze at the same time when they looked up.

  You...

  Is it you?

  Xī jú felt a warm sensation spreading up her arm, her face flushing red, and she murmured: "Thank you, young master." She then tried to pull her arm out of his hand.

  At this time, Wang Zihan looked at Xi Ju who had blushed in front of him, and his rationality had long since flown away.

  All he saw was her raven-black hair tied up with a single, loose ribbon, and the stark contrast between her black locks and the snow-white ground below. Not to mention those sparkling eyes... The scene before him inexplicably brought to mind the phrase "raven tresses, snowy skin, twin slanting eyebrows, rosy cheeks like lotus flowers, and skin as smooth as congealed fat."

  At this moment of being stunned, he was startled awake by a soft voice from Xi Ju.

  Looking at the arm grasped in his palm, Wang Zihan hastily let go and apologized repeatedly: Sorry, I was too abrupt.

  Before waiting for an answer, the beauty had already hurriedly run towards the courtyard.

  Watching her figure disappear from view, Wang Ziheng reluctantly withdrew his gaze and then heavily knocked on his own head before walking towards the horse.

  Daughter, a voice was heard outside the gate. Zhao listened carefully and said to Zheng: "Do you hear? Is that Jixiu's voice?"

  Zheng listened attentively and smiled: "Isn't that so, this girl's news is indeed quick, it seems she was anxious and ran back early."

  As soon as the words fell, Jikuu pushed the door in and asked anxiously, Mother, how is my sister?

  Zhao made a hissing sound, indicating that she should speak more softly, your sister is sleeping.

  After finishing speaking, she stood up and walked towards Xǐ Jú, saying in a low voice: "How did you come back? Where are your younger brother and sisters?"

  Xi Ju's face turned slightly red, and she didn't dare to look at Zhao Shi. Half a day later, she stammered: I just heard from the people who came back that Xi Mei had chickenpox, so I wasn't at ease, thinking of coming back to take a look first.

  Zheng gestured with his eyes for a few people to go out, let's go out and talk first, don't wake up Xi Mei who just fell asleep again.

  Look, this stepmother is even more fond of her than her own mother.

  Just as the door was closed and before anyone could speak, they were interrupted by a noisy commotion at the entrance. Looking up, it turned out to be Chen Tianfa followed by several children who had walked in one after another.

  It's really frustrating, if that doctor wasn't bedridden with illness, I would have a good talk with him. Chen Tianfa said discontentedly.

  Then several children also followed him one after another. Upon closer inspection, Ruihao's body was still carrying large and small packages.

  "What's going on?" Zheng asked in surprise.

  Ruihao put down his burden and rested for a while before saying, "Auntie, since we know that Ximei is fine, we decided to head back first."

  Several small ones also nodded, indicating that it was indeed the case.

  Zheng's eyes scanned to the son hiding behind him, and said: You've come home, what are you doing with your things?

  The matter has been exposed, Zhang Zishang walked out from behind Ruihao with a sullen face and said to his mother: Mother, our home is too quiet, I'll just stay at Zhao's house for a while, I promise to leave in two days.

  Zheng pulled his ear and said, "Stay for two more days, and after that, it's directly New Year's. His own son didn't know what to do either, seeing the sky wanting to run to the Chen family's house, also not thinking about how many children he had, himself being cold and clear, naturally having no attraction.

  Holding him and laughing, saying goodbye to the Chen family, it's getting late, we should head back.

  He dragged his reluctant son home after finishing speaking.

  Zhao's family looked at the big and small packages, like refugees, daughters and sons, couldn't help but laugh, scolded and said, hurry back to pack up your own things.

  After everyone had left, Zhao followed Chen Tianfa and counted the money together.

  My sister suddenly came up with this, which really caught me off guard, but fortunately it was just a false alarm.

  "Ah, Father, Wang Young Master just came to deliver the account book to us. You go take a look first." Madam Zhao reminded him, recalling the account book on the table.

  That's right, Xi Mei likes watching it, let her watch when she's better. Chen Tianfa said casually.

  Hearing him say that so casually, Zhao couldn't help but get angry. You're really something, she's still young and you're spoiling her like this, aren't you afraid that in the future she'll be riding roughshod over you?

  Look at this, she's getting jealous, but let's be real, Xi Mei is already on top of her father's head right now.

  Look at her temper, it's a bit strange. Chen Tian said: Ah, Xi Mei looks better than me, and she loves to watch, so let her watch, no harm done.

  He also got a headache after seeing those things.

  It's pointless to say more, so Zhao glared at him and turned to head towards the kitchen. The Zhang family had just sent over some food, and she still needed to warm it up for Xi Mei to eat.

  Chen Tianfa took advantage of Zhao's brief absence in the kitchen to sneak into Ximei's room.

  Chen Jia's family was outside, and Xu Peifeng had been wandering around for a long time, not knowing what his master meant. After returning home, his expression remained the same, neither sad nor happy, truly unpredictable.

  Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, let's just see what Xi Mei says first.

  He looked at the yard he had just left, and then at the broom placed neatly on one side, and suddenly felt a sense of being in a different world.

  While I was dazing off in the courtyard, a strong push from behind sent me stumbling forward several steps. Turning my head around, it wasn't Ruihao again, so who was it? I couldn't help but say: "Get down, you're already this old and still so childish."

  Ruihao slipped down from behind him, curiously asking: "Xu Dage, are you also here to see Xi Mei?" She's fine, just finished eating and is now sleeping.

  Knowing what he wanted to know, Xu Peifeng relaxed and smiled: That's good, I've been hanging my heart all night. In that case, I'll go first.

  It's true, people come and go hastily.

  He is now worried about how to talk to his own master, and he can't just rush off.

  But there is someone who is even more annoying, that is Chen Tianfa who got himself into trouble. He was holding a bowl of black medicine and was in the middle of a tug-of-war with his little daughter!

  Wishing you all a peaceful and happy Christmas Eve!