After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Chen Yixuan, who lived farther away than Jiang Guanghai, arrived home earlier than Jiang Guanhai.

As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by overwhelming cheers and big hugs.

"Oh, my dear grandson! You are much more successful than your father!" Old Madam Chen hugged Chen Yixuan and praised him.

"Your father has been working hard for decades, but he has never brought glory to the family like you have!"

Madam Chen was also very happy. She pushed aside Master Chen and surrounded Chen Yixuan, asking him about his well-being. "My son has worked hard. Is he hungry? Why are you still standing there? You are so stupid. Hurry and carry your husband into the house!"

Lord Chen was dissatisfied: "It's not like his legs are lame! Can't he just walk over there by himself?"

The next second, Madam Chen's cane hit Master Chen's thick back: "My eldest grandson has brought honor to our ancestors, so what if he enjoys some special treatment?! If I had listened to you, the Chen family would have become the laughing stock of the whole capital!"

Master Chen was depressed and weakly retorted: "He didn't do anything great, so what is there to be proud of?"

“Being able to choose the right strong partner and hold on to her tightly is also a kind of strength!” Old Madam Chen has seen the ups and downs of the aristocratic family and knows that sometimes choice is more important than strength.

Chen Yixuan raised his chin high and glanced at Lord Chen.

This provocative look made Lord Chen so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Chen Yixuan happily enjoyed the care from his family before he spoke slowly.

"My brothers and I plan to partner with Shuyao to buy some houses and shops. In ten or twenty years, we might be able to increase our profits four or five times."

Master Chen chuckled and said, "You are dreaming!"

Chen Yixuan glared at him.

Lord Chen seemed to have finally found his dignity as a father, and said proudly: "In order to ease the housing pressure of the people in Kyoto, His Majesty has decided to add 5,000 public rental housing this year!"

There was no trace of worry on Chen Yixuan's face: "Godmother, you are also optimistic about our business."

Lord Chen couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? It's just twelve houses, how could the wife of the Yongchang Marquis care about it?"

Chen Yixuan added: "There are ten more shops!"

Mr. Chen was not confident anymore: "Do you know the exact locations of those residences and shops?"

Chen Yixuan was still waiting to take money out of his father's pocket, so he naturally wouldn't go too far and simply marked the location on the white paper.

Lord Chen looked at the messy distribution map and scratched his head: "Some of these are in the inner city, and some are in the outer city. There is no pattern at all! Why does the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang value them so much?!"

Old Madam Chen made the final decision: "The wife of the Marquis of Yongchang is always thinking ahead. Even Lord Zhu can't figure out her intentions, let alone a stupid person like you? We just need to follow her and drink some soup."

Chen Yixuan smiled happily: "Thank you, grandma!"

Lord Chen's eyes flashed. How about eating a piece of meat himself?

While the entire Chen Mansion was bustling with activity and toasts, in the Li Mansion in another district, there was a dim oil lamp, a medium-sized square table, a few side dishes, and a pot of sake.

Doctor Li poured Li Mingde a glass of sake and said, "My son has grown up. Come, have a drink with daddy!"

Li Mingde clinked glasses and hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to start.

Doctor Li took a sip. This wine was brought back by Li Mingde from Baiwei Restaurant. It had a refreshing taste with a slightly sweet aftertaste.

"You kid, is there anything you can't say to your father?"

Li Mingde knew that his family was not wealthy. Although his father would occasionally accept bribes, the amounts were never large.

In addition to supporting his own family, Daddy has over a hundred relatives left behind. There are always a few families who are so poor that they can't even make ends meet and need Daddy's help.

Maybe, this is life.

Li Mingde smiled and pretended to be calm: "I just want to hear Dad praise me a few words."

Doctor Li laughed heartily: "The young man of the Great Zhou Dynasty is so handsome, his spirit surpasses the clouds of Cangwu."

The two smiled at each other, and at this moment Li Mingde seemed to feel the difficulties his father had gone through.

I was young and frivolous, and I acted recklessly, all because I had my father behind me to protect me.

As Dad walked along the way, I don’t know how many times he bent over and how many times he received contempt from others.

When the pot of wine was about to be finished, Lord Chen pushed a small wooden box in front of Li Mingde.

Li Mingde opened the wooden box and saw a stack of white paper inside. The paper was densely written with words like [a pair of dragon and phoenix wedding bracelets, fifty acres of fertile land, five hundred taels of betrothal money…]

"Daddy..."

Lord Li stuffed a five-flavor bean into his mouth, his eyes revealing memories: "We have been saving up your betrothal gifts since you were born. Even in the most difficult and hard times, we never spent a single cent."

"Now that you have grown up, my son's ambitions and opportunities far exceed mine. I'll leave this money to you, but my family can no longer afford a second betrothal gift."

Li Mingde slammed the box shut, his eyes moistened: "Dad, my son will definitely be successful!"

Just when Li Mingde was so moved that he was in a mess, Madam Li came over and said, "You are so easy to deceive! If you didn't know that the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang was optimistic about this matter, do you think your father, such a stingy man, would be willing to give up his money?"

The touching atmosphere was broken in an instant.

Mr. Chen jumped up and down, and asked angrily: "No matter what the reason is, did I pay the money?!"

The couple was quarreling so noisily that the birds resting on the branches flew away.

The night faded quietly, the sky gradually brightened, the rosy clouds swept across the dim sky, and the quiet Kyoto slowly became noisy.

The chief clerk of the yamen held a sesame bun in one hand and flipped through the account book with the other, yawning from time to time.

Before I finished yawning, I saw an old acquaintance leading a beautiful woman towards me.

"Why, are you bringing your sister-in-law to see your brother?"

The ninth brother, Song Zhizhou, waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't dare to talk nonsense. How can I be worthy of this female god of wealth?"

The chief clerk raised his eyebrows, but in the blink of an eye, the woman hurriedly took out a stack of small notebooks from her bulging messenger bag.

"Sir, this is the account book that we have personally consulted, and no one objects!"

The chief clerk took a quick look and saw that there were at least twenty books!

In the Zhou Dynasty, the first step in selling a house was to ask relatives and neighbors. The seller needed to obtain the approval of the neighbors' family members and clansmen before selling the house.

For convenience, they are usually given a notebook to sign. If someone objects, they need to record the reason for the objection in the notebook.

The chief clerk understood: "Are you Fang Ya?"

Shuyao grinned: "No, I'm the buyer."

The chief clerk was dumbfounded: "You want to buy all these?!"

Shuyao was so happy that she showed her eight neat teeth: "I bought it together with my friends."

The chief clerk flipped through the books and realized that one cannot judge a person by his appearance, and one cannot measure the depth of the sea. These not only include residences, but also ten shops!

"Why don't you hire a dentist to do these things?"

Shuyao said as a matter of course: "I am familiar with these procedures, why would I be willing to spend this money?"

The chief clerk was speechless. The richer you are, the more stingy you are!