Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

Shen Ningning was shocked: "Ah? Mrs. Meng has already left Beijing."

 Her little face looked downcast and disappointed.

 The little guy ignored this matter.

Even though Mrs. Meng married into the Lu family, outsiders still call her Mrs. Meng. That’s because the Meng family’s businesses are spread all over the world.

 Her business is large, she is a strong and capable woman, and she does not rely on her husband's family.

 Therefore, every New Year, she would accompany Mr. Meng back to his hometown to worship his ancestors and celebrate the New Year.

The Lu family is also quite understanding. Therefore, Lu Shaoyuan can freely choose whether to stay at his grandfather's house for the New Year or return to his grandfather's hometown with his mother.

Seeing her expression, Lu Shaoyuan laughed first: "Why are you in a hurry? I haven't finished speaking yet."

“Although my mother has gone back with my grandfather, am I still here?”

Lu Shaoyuan patted his chest: "Or are you saying that I, the young master of the Meng family, do not like me?"

 Shen Ningning's eyes widened in Hei Lingling's eyes: "Mrs. Meng is the president of the Beijing Chamber of Commerce, so she can suppress prices. Can you... speak well?"

Lu Shaoyuan suddenly stood up: "Are you looking down on me? Those old guys from the Chamber of Commerce, wouldn't it be great if they recognized the Meng family's seal?"

“Whether the price is lowered or not, it’s just a matter of me stamping your request. I can handle it when I get back tonight.”

Shen Ningning was overjoyed, her voice filled with surprise: "Lu Shaoyuan, you are better than I thought."

Lu Shaoyuan immediately showed a proud look.

He gestured to the box of oranges with his eyes: "Now do you know who the oranges should be given to?"

Shen Ningning pushed it in front of him: "You eat, you eat."

Lu Shaoyuan smiled calmly.

He said: "I have to leave tomorrow morning. This year I promised my mother that I will also go back with my grandfather to celebrate the New Year. My eldest brother will stay in the capital to accompany his grandfather."

"So, do you have anything else for me? If so, bring it all, otherwise if we say goodbye today, the next time you see me again, it will be after the Lantern Festival!"

Shen Ningning blinked in confusion.

 She...has nothing to give Lu Shaoyuan!

Lu Shaoyuan looked at her sideways and peeled the oranges absent-mindedly.

Shen Ningning really has nothing to give him?

At this moment, the little guy's eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly.

“Lu Shaoyuan, wait for me here. I’ve remembered what I want to give you.”

Lu Shaoyuan immediately smiled and said, "Okay, you go, I'll wait here."

 He waited expectantly.

After a while, Shen Ningning’s round figure ran back.

Lu Shaoyuan stood up and said, "Slow down! What kind of thing is so precious that you have to run to deliver it to me?"

Shen Ningning came to him panting and handed over a purse.

　　"Huh~ Fortunately, I have it with me. You can count it. There are one thousand taels of silver notes in it."

Lu Shaoyuan pinched his wallet and the smile on his face froze: "Bank notes?"

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes: "Yes, didn't we agree to open a store together, but as the second owner, you have to get dividends."

"I sold a batch of fruits to Jiangnan merchants before and made some money. This was calculated by Uncle Zhong. I gave you a little more of the silver you deserve, which makes it exactly one thousand taels."

Lu Shaoyuan's fingers gradually tightened, he supported the table and lowered his head.

 “Lu Shaoyuan! What’s wrong with you?” The little guy was startled.

Lu Shaoyuan’s voice was depressed: “Leave me alone, I’m short of breath and heartbroken.”

This Shen Ningning is really angry. Why are you so clear with him?

　　School was over that day, and Shen Ningning was not in a hurry to go home.

Instead, he asked the coachman of Xie Mansion to take her to Guangyang County to visit the county magistrate Fu Yuansong.

 Hearing that Shen Ningning was coming, Fu Yuansong waited at the door a stick of incense in advance. When he saw the two tall carriage horses of Xie Mansion, his expression suddenly became respectful.

 “Grandpa Fu!” The carriage stopped and the little guy got off.

 Fu Yuansong hurriedly wanted to salute: "I'm here to see you, the princess."

 Now we meet again, the two of them have distinguished themselves in rank.

Shen Ningning hurriedly supported Fu Yuansong: "Grandpa Fu, you don't need to salute, otherwise, you will be separated from Ningning."

“I came here specifically to see you. I had to take care of you earlier because of Grandpa Fu’s care, and that’s why Ningning is here today.”

Fu Yuansong felt warm in his heart, knowing that she was a good child who was content and grateful.

He couldn't help but nodded with emotion: "Princess, it's windy here, please speak inside."

Shen Ningning took Late Spring and Late Spring inside.

Fu's mansion is not big, with two courtyards in and two out. Fu Yuansong, his family, and about thirty people live there.

Probably because he knew that Shen Ningning was coming, the front yard was quiet and spotless.

Sitting in the main hall, the servants served hot tea, and Shen Ningning asked Lu Chun and Wan Chun to bring the gifts.

 Four boxes of ginseng, four boxes of purple reishi, and various medicines for replenishing qi and maintaining health.

These are the herbs she consulted with the miraculous doctor Sima Han and specially selected to be the best for the elderly.

 You can’t buy anything in such good condition on the market outside.

Fu Yuansong looked at it and said immediately: "Princess, how can I accept your things?"

Shen Ningning pretended to be angry and folded her arms angrily: "Grandpa Fu, if you continue to be so angry, I will put down my things and run away."

Fu Yuansong was stunned for a moment, and could only smile helplessly and said: "Okay, okay, Ningning, grandpa won't shout like that anymore."

 In this way, Shen Ningning beamed.

She pushed the medicine box over and said, "It's not going to be the New Year soon, so I'm here to pay Grandpa Fu a New Year's greeting in advance. I wish you a long and happy life."

Fu Yuansong smiled from ear to ear: "Thank you Ning Ning, grandpa also wishes you to grow up safely and happily."

The two chatted for a while before Shen Ningning got to the point.

“Grandpa Fu, the weather has been extremely cold recently. I have been hoarding supplies with the villagers in Xiangyun Village. Grandpa Fu had better prepare in advance.”

Fu Yuansong was silent for a moment and then said: "Ning Ning, I have also heard about you."

 The prices in Guangyang County have just come down two days ago.

Fu Yuansong sighed and said, "I understand your concerns, and you are known as a lucky girl, so you must have a keener sense of celestial phenomena."

“But grandpa is the county magistrate and must set an example. If I mess up first, the whole Guangyang County will follow.”

“So, thank you Ningning for your kind reminder. Grandpa will not consider purchasing supplies for the time being. Everything should be enough.”

Hearing this, Shen Ningning couldn't insist on saying anything anymore.

Before she left, she said: "Grandpa Fu, if you have any difficulties, please send someone to Xiangyun Village to find me."

　　When she was being pressed by Aunt Qin step by step, it was Fu Yuansong who appeared and saved her.

Shen Ningning is a person who repays kindness every drop of water, so whenever Fu Yuansong comes to her for help, she will do her best to help.

　　It will be New Year’s Eve in four days.

Shen Ningning bought some festive window grilles and small lanterns from the street.

As soon as I returned to Xiangyun Village, I saw a large group of people standing at the entrance of the village.

Wang Qiaoer's shrew-like scoldings came from afar.

“You bunch of untouchables in the mountains, my husband is willing to do business with you because I think highly of you.”

"You still dare to beat him. You really don't know your life or death. I heard that you collect wood, right? These coffins are given to you!"