novelden Chapter 214 You Must Teach Your Children Well
Chapter 214 You Must Teach Your Children Well
"Well, I'm definitely reluctant to do so." Yang Biao sat down and took the tea that Hong Yan made for him.
"Is it because of difficulties?" If it were her, no matter how difficult it was, she would not sell such a good shop. This is the commercial street of the capital. Yang Biao's business in Jinlou alone is more profitable than that in Guangping Prefecture.
"My old boss suddenly had a stroke, and all the family affairs fell on his only son. He was addicted to gambling, so he sold several houses and properties. He made an agreement with me that if he made back his money, I would have to return the houses, properties and shops to him at their original price."
Yang Biao knew very well that it was impossible for a gambler to make a profit at the gambling table. If he lost, he wanted to make up for his losses, and if he won, he wanted to win more. So he agreed to his request without hesitation.
"Oh, my God!" Qin Xiaoran sat down next to him and turned to look at Tan Minzhi's belly.
"Minzhi, you must educate your children well," Children should not be allowed to gamble, as it can lead to the destruction of the family.
"Oh, okay." Tan Minzhi, who was sitting, was a little confused at first. After she realized what was going on, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What was going on?
"Are you tired? Go with Ahua to see which courtyard you like and pick one to stay in." As a pregnant woman, she had been busy all day and should make sure to rest, Yang Biao said to her softly.
"Okay," Liao Panhua helped her up, and the two of them happily went to choose the courtyard.
"Xiao Jing, go with them and boil some hot water, and distribute it to each courtyard later." Yang Biao instructed the little girl. Everyone went to dig herbs today, and their bodies were covered in dirt, so they still needed hot water to take a bath.
"Hongyan, do you live here?" Yang Biao looked at the woman standing not far away, marveling at her perfect figure that looked neither fatter nor thinner, and of course, her outstanding appearance.
"Do you want me to live here?" Hong Yan walked towards him lightly with resentment in her eyes. He had not looked for her during this period of time.
"Hmm," thinking of her dancing in front of him before, her graceful style made him intoxicated. Qin Xiaoran was also beside him, so he quickly reminded himself to return to his soul.
"Then I'll live here." Hong Yan said this and went to the courtyard in a swaying manner.
"Yang Biao, I'm tired." There was no one left in the hall, and Qin Xiaoran hung lazily on him.
"Okay, I'll accompany you to rest." Yang Biao leaned over and picked her up. After walking for a while, he found a house and carried her inside.
"Yang Biao, I want to take a shower first. My body is covered in dirt and sweat, and it's all sticky." Qin Xiaoran saw that the hot water had been delivered, so she decided to let him go and take a shower.
"Let me help you wipe your back." She was halfway through washing when Yang Biao pushed the door open.
"Ah, get out quickly." Qin Xiaoran subconsciously grabbed the large towel on the bathtub and covered her body.
"Ha...ha" Yang Biao closed the door, smiled and tried to grab the towel from her hand, reached out and touched her, making her so infatuated that she lost her resistance and also hugged someone's neck to enjoy this beauty.
"My hair isn't dry yet," Qin Xiaoran stopped him when she saw him trying to carry her to the bed.
"Aren't you tired? Just lie on the bed with your hair facing outwards and I'll help you dry it," Yang Biao moved the charcoal fire to the side of the bed to speed up the drying of the hair.
"Do you feel it's hot?" The water on her hair dripped onto the charcoal fire, making a "chi chi" sound. Yang Biao used a dry towel to wipe the water off her hair.
"I feel warm on my head, but it's not hot." Qin Xiaoran closed her eyes. She had been digging herbs all day and had just discussed several sports with Yang Biao. She felt a little tired.
"Xiao Ran?" After Yang Biao dried her hair, he realized that she had already gone on a date with Zhou Gong. So he adjusted her sleeping position, covered her with a blanket, and left the room alone, closing the door gently.
"Yang Biao," Hong Yan had been standing at the door of the house waiting for him after taking a shower, "Are you going out?"
"Have you finished your shower?" Yang Biao nodded and walked forward. He smelled the unique body fragrance of a woman.
"Is your matter urgent?" Without waiting for his answer, Hong Yan took his hand and took him to her residence.
"Oh, you chose this place?" The location here is quite remote, which surprised him.
"Well," Hongyan, her hair still a little wet, sat down at a table with a guqin, ready to play it.
She began to pluck the strings of the piano, and then a melodious and gentle sound of the piano sounded, "I'll find you a towel..." To wipe her hair, Yang Biao saw a white towel on the side of the bed, so he took it and walked behind her to help her wipe her hair.
"Remember to wipe your hair until no water drips from it before you put on your clothes next time." Seeing that the clothes on her back were wet by the water in her hair, Yang Biao lit a charcoal fire for her. It was still cold in the capital in March, so she must not catch a cold.
"Yeah," Hong Yan nodded, stopped playing, and couldn't help but cry. No one had ever cared about her so much.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?" Yang Biao leaned over to look at her tears. Was she being wronged?
The hot breath from Yang Biao's speech sprayed directly on her face, making her unable to control herself anymore. She threw him onto the table and kissed him madly.
"Hmm..." Yang Biao was still a little confused. What did I do? I didn't seduce her, but I was just thrown down like that? He couldn't figure out the situation here, and Hongyan's gender education over there was too much for even a modern soul to resist. The relationship between the two soon entered a white-hot stage.
"Husband, you really don't want me to go with you?" Seeing him sitting up, Xia Weiwei hugged him from behind.
"As a husband, I hope my wife will be by my side." He hooked his court boots with his feet, and he would have to eat lunch outside from now on.
"I also hope that my husband will always be by my side." Xia Weiwei hugged him tighter, as if only in this way could her hope become reality.
"Madam, please get some more sleep. You don't know how to rest well. You are a doctor after all." Yang Biao turned around and gave her a deep love, then went to put on his official uniform.
"My husband opened a Chinese medicine shop a few days ago. I wonder if you would like to be the resident doctor there?" Doctors in ancient times also had to have a medical qualification document issued by the government before they could treat patients and prescribe medicine.
The silk shop on Tianshui Road was so crowded with customers that it could hardly keep up with the supply of goods, so Qin Xiaoran's previous shop was closed and all the goods were supplied to Wangpu.
But it was a pity to leave the shop empty. Professionals should do professional things, so Yang Biao thought of letting her come and take charge of it. After all, she was born into a medical family and had a medical license.
"Where is it?" Xia Weiwei became excited. This was her old job. It was too boring to stay at home during the confinement period.
"The shop that Xiaoran originally bought in the capital, your husband used it to run a medicine shop." The location is close to the residential area, so it's neither good nor bad for selling silk, but it's a good place to open a Chinese medicine store.
"Oh, then I'll go take a look today." It seems that the silk shop's business is not very good, otherwise it would not have switched to selling medicinal herbs.
"Okay, alas, it's the shop that Jiang Sheng bought that's a headache." It's heartbreaking to think about it. There's a funeral shop next to it, but the owner won't sell it no matter how much money he's offered.
"I think it's pretty dire. I asked my brother to check the original owner of the shop, and he discovered a big secret." Xia Weiwei lay on her side, seemingly nonchalant.