Parents are busy farming

"I'll give you all the Qian family's cloth shop. How about you withdraw the lawsuit?" Mr. Qian asked tentatively.

Pang Chao raised his eyes and glanced at him, "You don't have to give it to me, it's only for a few days!"

Pang Chao was confident and was not tempted by this benefit.

Robbers! Mrs. Qian went in. This was because Pang Chao didn't want to touch the Qian family. As long as he wanted to, the Qian family would be involved.

A small Qian family cannot avoid a crime that even a prince's family cannot resist.

What's more, if you give him a shop that is already in his pocket, will he be so easy to talk to?

‘He thought he was still his father! ’

Mr. Qian knew that Pang Chao was very talented in business in the past. Now that he has understood his negotiation skills, he feels that the more talented people are better than the others, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

"What else do you want? Just say it and I'll give it to you! I just hope you can leave some money to the Qian family. After all, your eldest brother doesn't have your ability. I just hope he can live a stable life for the rest of his life."

Mr. Qian showed his trump card.

Although the person in front of him was pushed out by himself, he is his son, whether he recognizes it or not, he is connected by blood.

After the Qian family's business was placed in his hands, he felt relieved.

Mr. Qian is ready to return to his hometown and enjoy his old age in peace.

Pang Chao didn't expect that he would think about it this time, but it was precisely because of Master Qian's attitude that made Pang Chao feel even more uncomfortable.

To put it mildly, Mr. Qian would give everything to keep Mrs. Qian and Mr. Qian, but he was nothing in his eyes.

Thinking of this, he thought of Liu Waner, his unborn child, and his long-lost friend Ye Zifen. They were his relatives.

After thinking about it, he said: "That's great! Then give me all the shops of the Qian family, and keep the weaving workshop, and leave the fields and the village to Young Master Qian! He is also suitable to be a rich man. Idle people.”

The last bit of luck in Mr. Qian's heart also failed, but because it was just as he imagined, he was already prepared.

"Then we will go to the Yamen this afternoon to change the names of these shops to yours."

Pang Chao nodded, and then said: "All the shopkeepers can stay. As long as they don't make big mistakes and cheat others, I won't drive them away. This is my final guarantee to you!"

The fat old man grabbed the chopsticks and started eating.

In the afternoon, at the county government office, Mr. Qian took out the contract he had prepared and wanted to change it all to Pang Chao's name.

Pang Chao said: "All the cloth villages were written with the name of Ye Zifen and renamed Yuanhang Buzhuang."

Mr. Qian didn't know why he did this, but he still agreed.

After all the stores had changed their names, Pang Chao went to withdraw the lawsuit.

Magistrate Su County gave the information to Pang Chao and reminded: "In case anything else happens, you should put these things away. They may be useful in the future."

Pang Chao knew that this was the good intention of Magistrate Su, and he probably did it out of consideration for Master Liu and Ye Zifen.

He was very grateful.

Mr. Qian went directly to the prison door and waited.

When Mrs. Qian was released, the first person she saw was Mr. Qian. She couldn't control it anymore and threw herself into Mr. Qian's arms.

'I have been trying to be strong and calculating all my life, but in the end it was him who was waiting for me, but why did he accept that bitch back then! ’

Mrs. Qian was puzzled, but Mr. Qian had already stretched out his hand, walked to her side, and said, "Let's go! Go home!"

The two got into the carriage. Young Master Qian didn't know that his father had transferred all the shops in his family.

I cried with joy when I saw my mother come back safely.

It wasn't until the three people's emotions stabilized that Mr. Qian said: "I have transferred all the shops at home, as well as the weaving workshop, so let's set off back to our hometown in two days!"

Mrs. Qian immediately became anxious when she heard this: "What? Everything has been transferred, so our family..."

She thought that she could get out of the prison, and asked tentatively: "Is it to rescue me?"

Mr. Qian nodded, "Only by asking Pang Chao to withdraw his complaint can we be free of robbers. Without robbers, our family can escape intact."

Mrs. Qian understood, but she was unwilling to accept it: "Why all of them? Then we will live in poverty in the future!"

She couldn't imagine what she would be like if she lived in poverty.

Grandpa Qian comforted him: "No, we still have so much land back home. Even if we collect rent, we can't live a poor life. It's just that we can't be lavish in the future. In addition, our son is not a businessman. I am getting old too. If I lose money in business, it will be a huge sum. It is better to live a stable life now. In addition, our family still has a lot of cash. When we go back, we will buy some shops. My son will not be hungry even if he collects rent in the future. .”

Mrs. Qian listened to his arrangement and thought of her life in prison these days. In the end, all her unwillingness turned into nothingness.

"Dad, we can only stay in our hometown from now on, right?" Young Master Qian asked.

Mr. Qian said lovingly: "You can come out occasionally, visit relatives, and look around, but you can't go around causing trouble like before."

Being coaxed by his father in such a tone, Master Qian suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Then I heard that he would not be allowed to get into trouble in the future. After thinking about it, he seemed to have not gotten into trouble for a long time since Master Fu died.

I guess I was a little scared after seeing him end up like that. In addition, there were always mistakes in managing the store, and my mother had a deep sense of helplessness in the past few days since she was arrested.

He nodded accordingly.

"What should we do with Qian Yu when we go back to our hometown?" Young Master Qian suddenly asked.

Mr. Qian closed his eyes and wanted to say don't worry about her.

Since Mrs. Qian was imprisoned, Qian Yu has not come to the door once, and has not even sent anyone to say hello. He has been heartbroken.

Mrs. Qian also looked at Mr. Qian nervously.

Mr. Qian closed his eyes and said: "There are not many people left in the Fu family now. Let her pack up her dowry and go back to her hometown with us to find a new family! It's far away. No one will know that she has married anyone unless no one tells her. Then we’ll just find her a more ordinary family.”

Mrs. Qian finally felt relieved after hearing this.

Mr. Qian said to Mr. Qian: "You have been worried these days. Go back and rest quickly. Your mother and I are going to rest."

After saying that, Mr. Qian returned Mrs. Qian's hand to her yard.

The maids in the courtyard had already heard the news, and those who prepared the brazier, those who prepared bath water... everyone got busy.

When the two entered the door, they saw the maids waiting at the door.

"Master and Madam, hurry over the brazier, turn the bad luck into good luck, and all the bad luck will be gone!" a girl said flatteringly.

In the past, the couple would never have liked what they did, but after this storm, they understood everyone's intentions.

Then the two held hands and crossed over.