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Chapter 108 108: Si Jinnan’s situation
108: Si Jinnan’s situation
Yuncheng Si family
"What's going on with the eldest young master? Have you contacted me?" In the main courtyard, everyone gathered around to have breakfast.

A woman dressed elegantly asked.

And as soon as she said this, the old man sitting on the main seat became a little unhappy.

"Tell him to come back today with his things. He's been back for so long, and I really feel like he can't do it if his surname is not Si."

The lady quickly brought the ginseng tea forward. "Maybe he's been busy recently. He'll be back when he's done."

"Busy, busy, busy, what's there to do? Boss, wife, look at you, you know what your son has become like if you eat fasting and chant Buddha all day long."

Sitting in the corner, the lady dressed in plain clothes lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.

Mr. Si became angry when he saw her look like that. Why wasn't she the one who died in the first place?

otherwise……

Seeing that Mr. Si looked a little strange, the noble lady quickly continued to speak. "By the way, old man, Ating sent a box this morning. Seeing that you were still resting, he put down the gift and left."

"They said it was a treasure that was bought from an international friend. It was also very mysterious and wouldn't let me see it."

The housekeeper immediately brought up a wooden box.

After Mr. Si opened it, he looked obviously much happier when he saw what was inside.

"Master, isn't this the jade sculpture you've been talking about for a long time? Master Ting is really thoughtful."

Mr. Si immediately took the towel on the side and wiped his hands clean.

Holding the jade sculpture in both hands, everyone at the table instantly exclaimed in exclamation.

"Hiss... isn't this Master Shu's last work?"

"Yes, it is Master Shu's landscape sculpture... Look, there is Master Shu's unique mark there."

Everyone knows that the last stroke of a calligraphy master's work will leave its own unique mark that no one can copy.

"The composition of this jade is no worse than that of the eldest young master, and coupled with the carvings of Master Shu. The value is obvious at a glance..."

The fact that Si Jinnan prescribed the imperial green had already spread throughout the family circle.But the relationship between the Si family and Si Jinnan...

In addition, I heard that Si Jinnan sold the jade directly to the young lady from the Ji family on the spot.

Mr. Si was praised a few times by everyone, and his mood naturally improved a lot.

"Lao San, you go contact him again. Tell him that his surname is Si after all, and ask him to bring the things back at noon. Don't be embarrassed outside."

"If he dares not to come back, let him never come back."

Everyone was happy, and Third Young Master Si nodded happily. "Okay. But grandpa, eldest brother, he is probably still in Wenrou Township."

"Then tell him directly that I said it."

When Mr. Si spoke, everyone had different thoughts, but most of them were happy and gloating.

Only the real lady of the Si family in the corner heard that sentence.

Never come back.

I felt relieved.

She secretly hoped in her heart that the Si family would really stop looking for him in the future.

She had already felt sorry for him. If he could really be happy after leaving the Si family, she would rather he had nothing to do with the Si family from now on.

"Sister, you'd better advise Jin Nan. After all, he is the eldest young master of the Si family. You can't ignore your own family for the sake of outsiders."

The noble lady Xu noticed that the eldest lady in the corner was too relaxed, so she took the initiative to stir up the conversation.

The woman in plain clothes stood up and nodded calmly to the old man in charge.

"I no longer have a son. Old man, it's time for me to go back and copy Buddhist scriptures. Eat slowly."

As everyone watched the woman in plain clothes gradually disappear into the main courtyard, everyone's hearts felt like they were hit by a ball of cotton, with nowhere to vent.

(End of this chapter)