Strong group husband

"Could it be that young master, you used to put money like this?" Si Nian asked with an expression of disbelief.

"Of course!" Cang Xingye said with a slight twitch of his lips.Most of his money is kept in the pocket in the front of his belt that is tightly fastened to his abdomen. This is specially sewed by his maids at home. Not to mention insurance, it can also hold valuables such as large-value bank notes. Stuff, always foolproof.

The rest of the family followed Cang Hoshino's method, and almost never lost money.

"Young master... wise!" Si Nian said sincerely and with a little embarrassment, narrowing her eyes.

Had the Joker been himself all along?

Forget it, in terms of intelligence, he is far inferior to his young master!

Hey, thinking about it this way, Si Nian felt inexplicably at ease again.

"Let's go, Si Nian." Cang Xingye, who was already a few steps away, called out to Si Nian who was in a daze.

"Here we come, young master." Si Nian cheerfully responded, and quickly walked towards his young master.

... For several days, Cang Xingye left early and returned late, and was so busy with Cang Xingrong and his wife.

Mrs. Cang knew that her sons were busy with the pharmacy, but she was also worried about the health of her youngest son.Knowing that he couldn't persuade the child, he had no choice but to arrange for the cook to make some nourishing soup for him to eat when he came back in the evening, so Cang Xingrong and his wife followed suit.

No, Brother Cang put down the bowl, wiped his mouth contentedly, and led his wife back to the hospital.

"Xiaoye, drink another bowl!" Mrs. Cang pushed Cang Xingye who was about to get up back to his seat.

"Mom, I've already had two bowls, I can't drink any more!" Cang Xingye said, sweeping his protruding belly lightly.

"If you can't drink it, then drink it later, let's talk to your mother first!" Mrs. Cang said with a loving smile.

"...Okay, mother, tell me!" Cang Xingye sat up straight as he said, which would make him feel better.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and it's a day for family reunion. Ji Yu's child is also our family now. On his side——Xiao Ye, go there yourself, take the words there, and take him over for a few days by the way. .First, it’s etiquette. Second, you can also increase your relationship. During this period of time, I think you are busy, and you owe him a little. You should make up for him. You will have a long life in the future, don’t worry. I left that child in the cold, and I quite like that child!" Mrs. Cang said, comforting her youngest son earnestly.

"Okay!" Cang Xingye could only patiently respond to his mother's words.

His plan, if it goes on like this, when will Ji Yu die?

Cang Xingye was a little speechless and asked the sky.

"Ono, have another bowl of soup." Mrs. Cang scooped up the soup and brought it directly to Cang Xingye.

"Okay, there's another wave." Cang Xingye was heartbroken, but he managed to force a smile on his face.

"Okay, mom, I'll drink!"

... On the way back from Mrs. Cang's courtyard, Cang Xingye moved back slowly, because as soon as he walked fast, he could feel the water sloshing in his stomach, let alone...

At night, Cang Xingye, who never got up much at night, ran around four or five times a night.The result was "sleepy". Early the next morning, Cang Xingye fell asleep so naturally. Brother Cang had eaten breakfast, and when he came to find him, his younger brother was still busy with Duke Zhou in his dream!