Feng Yin and his wife sat down on the kang stove in the compartment, and Ding Zhenyao sat quietly opposite them.

None of the three of them spoke for a moment.

Feng Yin and the others were organizing their ideas for Ding Zhenyao, while Ding Zhenyao was digesting the ups and downs of the past few days.

The boy rubbed his face hard and tried a lot to start telling his story.

The Ding family is just a relatively small branch in the Fucheng City, and the owner of this branch is Ding Zhenyao's father Ding Xincheng.

In order not to break off contact with the master's family, Ding Xincheng has been working hard to manage his own business and make as much money as possible to support the development of the master's army in the imperial capital.

In addition to Yaxianju, the Ding family has many other money-making transactions.

The specific things have to start more than three years ago.

At that time, Ding Zhenyao was young and ignorant, and did not like to learn pedantic things that were like those who were like this.

He just wanted to learn business with his father to make a lot of money.

In the eyes of the boy, no matter how high a person has, he will inevitably lack money. Isn’t the Ding family’s main meridian the most ready-made example?

Therefore, Ding Zhenyao set a goal for herself since she was a child to make money that is less than enough for everyone in the world.

The boy felt in his heart that no matter what his identity was, he would be as happy as having endless money to spend.

Therefore, during that period, the boy wanted to learn business with his father all day long, and tried every means to become a qualified and capable businessman.

Especially after entering the school, the Master was thrust every day, and he was accidentally slapped in the palm of his hand.

That kind of pain is really something that Ding Zhenyao, a child who grew up in love, can bear.

At that time, Ding Zhenyao fought with her father at a young age, but she always failed and had to go to school to study hard.

Things turned around about a year ago.

One day, Ding Zhenyao and a few naughty classmates went home for a day in the field. His father suddenly called him to the study and told him that he could give him a chance.

Ding Xincheng said: As long as Ding Zhenyao can open 20 Yaxianju, which originally had only five branches, within three years.

Moreover, each company needs to make an average profit of no less than 2,000 taels per month, so Ding Xincheng no longer cares whether he is enrolled in school.

With this opportunity, Ding Zhenyao seemed to have won a victory general. He immediately said goodbye to his classmates and friends, entered the restaurant industry and learned to deal with others and talk about business with his father.

This happened for more than a year, until that day Zhang Yiming mentioned that matter.

Hearing this, Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming looked at each other, but did not interrupt the young man's story.

When Ding Zhenyao said this, it was probably because she felt too uncomfortable and had a brief pause.

The boy rubbed his face hard twice, and his eyes looked at the couple with red eyes: "Uncle, aunt, do you know what I saw when I went home?"

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows: "How can we know if you don't say it?"

Zhang Yiming didn't say anything, but his expression was basically the same as Feng Yin's meaning.

"Hahaha."

Ding Zhenyao laughed bitterly, and tears came out as she smiled.

He sniffed his nose, his voice hoarse: "I saw my father holding a cradle and smiling at a baby about a month old."

"This doesn't mean anything at all, right?"

Feng Yin looked at the boy in front of him, "There are only a few kids in my house."

"But your children are all from my aunt and uncle."

Ding Zhenyao raised his hand and wiped his tears, "And I just gave birth to a family and raised it by my mother."

Feng Yin: "..." Is it so bloody?

Zhang Yiming: "..." Isn't this mouth open?

The couple didn't say anything, but they looked right and saw helplessness and a strong and bloody feeling of incoming sight from each other.
Chapter completed!