"Right, how are things going with Li Chengzhi?" Thinking of Li Chang’s son, Lady Ruan was more concerned about this issue.
Jin Lingling flicked her hair coquettishly and smiled confidently, "Mother, haven’t you seen it? That Li Chengzhi has eyes only for your daughter, not even sparing a glance for Jin Yuyu. With that being the case, is there a need to ask how things are?"
Lady Ruan had always been confident in her daughter’s beauty and smiled happily, "It’s Mother who has been overthinking. Indeed, how could that ice block Jin Yuyu compare to my daughter? Humph, it’s all because of your aunt. If your father were her own blood brother, would such a good opportunity have slipped by us? It’s truly different when they are not born of the same mother. On the surface, she speaks of treating everyone fairly, but what about in reality? The position of Family Head belongs to your uncle, the good man to her Jin Yuyu, and what does our second branch have? If your paternal grandparents were still alive, we wouldn’t have to live so oppressed."
Jin Lingling nodded vigorously in agreement.
However, they all forgot that when Jin Lingling’s paternal grandparents were still alive, Jin Ji Vinegar Workshop was nowhere near as successful as it is now! To speak fairly, the Jin Ji Vinegar Workshop can be said to have been built up bit by bit by Jin Yuyu’s paternal grandparents. Besides, the Jin family has a family rule: the position of Family Head is passed to the eldest, not necessarily the most capable. Other children with abilities are entirely free to strike out on their own.
If it weren’t for Old Lady Jin taking pity on Jin Xucai, who was orphaned at a young age, and adopting him, he might well have been sent to the countryside by the clan by now.
It’s one thing for this second branch family not to be grateful, but to always covet what doesn’t belong to them is quite peculiar indeed.
Since Sister Guizhi was anxiously waiting at Fuman Building, Lin Yuan had Lin Yi drive the carriage straight there. Seeing that Lin Ershuan was alright, Sister Guizhi burst into tears again.
Lin Yuan quietly left the room, giving the couple some time alone.
Xia Zheng leaned against the door of the next room with his arms crossed, smiling as he watched her.
Feeling unsettled by his gaze, Lin Yuan huffed, "What are you looking at? Seeing as you have been back for a while, why didn’t you think to go to Jin Mansion to help me out!"
Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow, "I just went to check on the potato crops for a moment, who knew such a big thing would happen here. Besides, with the title of Owner of Fuman Building, are you afraid those Jin family lackeys will bully you?"
Lackeys? So Second Master Jin was nothing more than a lackey in Xia Zheng’s eyes? But she had been so anxious about whether she’d be able to save Lin Ershuan and Jin Yuyu at the time.
However, hearing him mention her role as the Owner of Fuman Building, Lin Yuan began to vaguely realize that when he had her take over Fuman Building, it wasn’t just for making silver. It likely was also to protect her.
After all, in Zhuma Town and the surrounding towns with Fuman Building branches, her status as the Boss was really useful and impressive. Even Lady Jin, the Madam County Magistrate, invited her over for a gathering.
Hearing Xia Zheng bring up the matter of the potatoes, Lin Yuan realized that this fellow had indeed planted the potatoes extensively. In fact, potatoes were delicious, whether cooked on their own or mixed with other dishes. What’s more, she was planning to use the potatoes to make vermicelli noodles. With vermicelli in hand, she would have another asset to compete with other restaurants.
Potatoes are quite adaptable in terms of growing conditions, not as delicate as some other crops, so after casually finding out they were doing well, she didn’t ask any further questions.