pick up jade

Chapter 42

The matter of the separation of the Yu family has been tossing for several days.On the surface, it is mainly arguing, but secretly it is planning.In the end, everyone basically had a decision in their hearts, and they were finally able to sit together and sort things out.

There is not much money left, only the business and the house are the big ones.Since it is a separation, naturally everyone has a share.In the Yu family, there are still five surviving aunts and seven children.The fourth aunt and the fifth aunt each have a daughter who is married.But Fifth Yiniang has passed away, and her sister and son have been transferred overseas with her husband after getting married. Now that there is a mess, I don't know when I will be able to contact her.The daughter's family property had to be recorded in the public account for the time being.The fourth aunt's daughter married Shenjiang, and sent a letter half a year ago, saying that she is now living in the concession.Because he couldn't come back for a while, that share was included with Fourth Aunt's.The daughters have been married long ago and have no way to take over the family property, so like the aunts, what they get is only gold and silver.

But the house and business became trouble.The Eldest Young Master was not there, and the Sixth Aunt brought the Third Younger Yu Qiurong to quarrel with the Second Younger Yu Chunrong.Without him, both of them want the Yu family's new mansion.It's close to commercial shops and shops, the location is good, and it's quiet amidst the hustle and bustle.The house is also a new style, no matter how you live, it is comfortable.Now people from outside are pouring in, and the land money has risen with the tide. In the future, even if you can't stop selling food, it will be a sure profit business.

Yu Dongrong watched them quarreling coldly, glanced at the tenth aunt Miao, who was holding the young master Yu Shaorong and looked sad, and finally said: "Not counting the eldest brother, there are four males in the family now, but there are only two houses. This Two places, I mean we can’t keep them all, the shortfall on the books of the commercial bank is still waiting to sell the house to make up for it..."

The second young master waved his hand: "All the shops and businesses have been distributed, so you don't have to worry about it." This blocked the way for others to buy shares and distribute dividends.

Yu Dongrong leaned back: "Since you said so, I don't want the cloth shop on East Street either. The house in Xingren Hutong belongs to me and Shaorong."

Sixth Yiniang jumped up: "How is that possible? You got a house all by yourself, but you asked us to live with the second young master?"

Yu Dongrong turned the gemstone ring in his hand, and said lightly: "Brother, I, Shaorong. We only divide the three rooms into one old house. Is it too much? All the businesses in the family have given you two rooms. I will give you an extra room." What is there to be dissatisfied with when I give you time? Don’t be too greedy.”

The second young master said coldly: "Seventh brother, this is your fault. Do you really think that the family doesn't know about your little account book? On the surface, we have divided the bulk, but secretly how much you have swallowed. Who can tell?"

Yu Dongrong looked at him: "All the books are here, you can check them as you like. Besides, I don't need to say who my father favors these years. The family property is full and you have already accounted for more than one-third. I am just planning for Shaorong. You bullied the tenth aunt to be honest, and distributed the short-lived shop and the under-harvested farm to others. The tenth aunt didn't say anything, but I couldn't watch it. When my father was dying, we asked us to take good care of the ninth brother, so you beat him like this The old man's face?"

The Miao family is the youngest concubine, and it was a "gift" from the Fourth Concubine's mother's family when she entrusted Commander Yu with some errands.Because of this status, it was too late to enter the door, and she was almost like a maid in the Yu family.Commander Yu treated her like that, and the fourth concubine's wife didn't like her very much. One can imagine her life in the Yu family.

Second Young Master Yu made a point, but in the end he was not reconciled: "Either way, how the mansion will not bother you in the future is a matter for me and fifth brother. Since you want a house, you can take the two pieces of tung oil from Yuxi and Wenqu. Give the farm to me and my fifth brother..."

Yu Dongrong sat up suddenly: "You are crazy! That is the property of the eldest brother, and the two houses together are not worth a field over there... If you do this, you are not afraid of being shot by him in the future!"

Yu Xiarong narrowed his eyes shrewdly: "Aren't you in charge of the eldest brother's property? Besides, it doesn't matter what is going on outside, whether he can come back or not..."

Yu Dongrong was furious: "Is what you said human? If the elder brother is here, and you dare to say that in front of him, I will respect you as a man!"

Yu Xiarong stood up, walked in front of Young Master Yu Qi, bent down and patted him: "I didn't want it, you gave it to me. Big Brother is looking for you..." He leaned his head on Yu Dongrong's ear: "Don't think I don't know what's in that black box you brought back." He straightened his waist and said, "Let's just leave it at that, as long as you nod, the dispute between us brothers will be settled."

Yu Dongrong turned his head angrily: "That was entrusted to me..."

The second young master interrupted him: "You can't talk to me. Let's just do it, do you want to do it? I also know that you are the most lazy to take care of family affairs. As long as you agree, you will not be asked for future debts." I'm worried."

Yu Dongrong was silent for a long while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, what are you talking about."

Qi Yiniang cried: "Then what should I do? Where will Lao Ba and I live in the future?"

Second Young Master Yu sneered: "Live wherever you like. On the day of Dad's funeral, you secretly dumped things around the wild man. Do you really think that everyone doesn't know?"

Qi Yiniang's face turned pale, and she clutched her chest: "You...you spew blood!"

Yu Dongrong didn't bother to mingle with them anymore, so he got up and went out: "The account will be settled in three days. In the future, everyone will settle the money separately."

With tears in her eyes, Miao seemed to want to say something, but dared not.Yu Dongrong turned around and said in a low voice: "What are you still in a daze for, pack up your things and come here."

Miao was stunned for a moment, and then showed gratitude.She went upstairs and came down with only two suitcases in her hand.Yu Dongrong took it and carried it, it was light and light, but it was just clothes.He sighed and walked outside.

When it was time to go out, Eighth Auntie caught up with her and said, "Brother Dong, you see, the family is also divided, and I have always been on your side. Eleven people live with you. I'm afraid there will be a lot of inconvenience, if I go there too, everyone can take care of each other..."

Yu Dongrong interrupted her: "I just want to ask, did you tell my mother the news of my eighth younger sister's death?"

Ba Yiniang's expression changed: "Brother Dong, don't blame me for this..."

Yu Dongrong looked directly into her eyes: "You treat me as a child, not sensible. My mother's illness is almost cured, and my father and the whole family have warned me at that time. Eighth aunt, I am afraid that your tongue can kill people. Understand."

The eighth aunt argued: "This is really none of my business, it's the fourth wife..."

Yu Dongrong shook off her hand: "Since you are close to her, go and live with her, what's the point of pestering me." He hugged Shaorong in Miao's arms, and strode into the car .

At the gate of the house in Xingren Hutong, Xiao Yulin had been waiting there with her neck stretched out.All the servants were dismissed, leaving only a concierge and an old lady in the huge house.It is empty everywhere, but it has a bit of the clean appearance of the former Yu's house.

The Miao family is not meddlesome, and as soon as the things are put down, they start busy working around the house.Yu Dongrong knew her worry and didn't stop her.There will be a long time to come, and sooner or later she will understand that this place is different from the mansion.

Yu Dongrong drank his saliva and began to sit down and write calculations.After finishing the calculations, throw away the pen, he is really going to be penniless now.After division and division, there is only a small factory left under the name.It is said to be a factory, but it is actually a small workshop, with less than 40 workers and managers.The whole factory is only worth [-] oceans - he paid more than this amount to the redemption contract for Xiao Yulin back then.

As for the mine in Xindu, there is no hope at all.

When Xiao Yulin came into the room, Yu Dongrong sat and ticked his fingers, and pretended to cry: "Boss Zhou, we are going to drink the northwest wind together."

Boss Zhou said seriously: "No." He took out the ocean and banknotes in his pocket: "Here, this month's income. It's no problem to save some money to eat."

Yu Dongrong asked in surprise, "Are you in charge of my accounts?"

Xiao Yulin wondered, "Is there something wrong?"

Yu Dongrong shook his head with a smile: "No. I'm worrying about running out of money. By the way, don't you have a show today?"

Xiao Yulin's expression became serious: "I was about to tell you something. I saw Boss Yang."

Yu Dongrong was surprised: "Really?" He became happy: "Where did we meet? Is there any news about Xiangguan'er?"

Xiao Yulin shook his head: "Boss Yang came here with people from the Actors Federation...it looks like he is sick. The rest of the theater troupe are not doing well either. They escaped from the war in Jiangcheng."

Yu Dongrong made a decisive decision: "I want to go and see him."

The troupe of the Performing Arts Federation is now temporarily living in an old theater in the city.Jiangcheng fell, and the artists hurriedly followed the retreating people into Shu along the river. One can imagine the hardships they suffered along the way.The climate in Jiangcheng is hot, and there are wars throughout the summer, and the miserable conditions in the city are unbearable to describe in detail.Even if they were lucky enough to evacuate there, many people fell ill for various reasons.The refugees heard that there was already an epidemic, and the above was urgently dispatching medicines.

Under such circumstances, Yu Dongrong still dared to meet Qin Meixiang because of his love.He was well aware of the importance of Yang Qinghan to Qin Meixiang - obviously he was the master, but in fact he was the only relative.

Yang Qinghan was feverish, leaning on the theater box in rags, his face was abnormally red, but he was still in the mood to joke with Young Master Yu Qi: "Yo, when I opened my eyes and saw you, I thought I was going home by myself It's over."

Yu Dongrong also smiled, no nonsense, just asked about the situation.After asking, he said nothing: "You can't stay here anymore, there is nothing you want. Go to my place, the place is spacious."

Yang Qinghan didn't refuse: "That's kind, I thank you first. I just want to be thick-skinned, please let me take someone with me." As he spoke, he looked to his side, and it was a simple and honest old man.

Yu Dongrong understood: "It must be Mr. Dong."

Yang Qinghan let out a cheer: "Just call Old Dong."

Yu Dongrong went out and added two more mouths to the family.But he had a plan in mind, and if it really didn't work, he took two yellow croakers from the black box to use.If you make money in the future, just make up for it.The plan was calculated like this, but I didn't dare to do it for a while.In such a year, if outsiders know that there is such a fortune in the family, it will actually bring disaster.Nowadays, there are old, weak, sick and disabled people in the house, so it is better to be cautious in everything.

Yang Qinghan's illness was very strange, the same as Commander Yu's at that time, just a cough.Went to the hospital for tests, only said it was an infection.For the symptoms of infection, penicillin is the most effective.However, there is a severe shortage of medicines on the market right now, and such imported medicines cannot be bought even if they have money.

Yu Dongrong was worried, and felt that the air in the city was not good, so he hesitated whether to let Boss Yang move to Xiaozhushan.There is a lot of bamboo in Shu, his fifth elder brother was in a hurry before, trying to start a bamboo business, bought a mountain forest there, and then let it go.When Yu Dongrong was doing the accounting, he went over to look carefully, and accidentally found a hot spring in the forest, so he built a house by chance, and wanted Commander Yu to go there to recuperate.It's just that the place is too far away from the city, in the wilderness, and the transportation and communication are very inconvenient.Commander Yu is a person who is used to enjoyment, and if he refuses to go over, he will let it go.

He told Yang Qinghan, and Yang Qinghan waved his hand straight away: "I stay here, and I can take care of the people in the troupe. Many old books have not been sorted out yet."

Yu Dongrong sighed: "You have to take care of yourself first, there is always enough time for the drama book."

Yang Qinghan shook his head: "You don't understand." His cynical look disappeared: "In the past, when we beat Shenjiang, everyone thought it was all right. Later, we went all the way up the river and hit Jiangcheng, and everyone still thought it was all right. Go on What about the future? The world is like this, so many corners are folded in together. When they left, they took away all the plays that hadn't been passed on." He smiled wryly: "The lives of us old people are worthless, but It would be a pity if so many things are gone. No matter whether there are people singing in the future, there must be something left."

The tempers of their teachers and apprentices are the same. Yu Dongrong couldn't persuade him, so he had to tell him to take medicine on time and just open his mouth when he had something to do.Finally, when he went out, he turned around and saw Mr. Dong standing behind Qinghan Yang and pressing his shoulders.Everything is understood now.

I don't know if he and Xiao Yulin will have such a day in the future.However, Xiao Yulin pressed his hands too hard, Seventh Young Master Yu would be pressed so hard that eight out of ten times he would scream.I am young now, if I continue to press like this when I am old, I am afraid that the bones will be broken many times.

He was dumbfounded by his own thoughts.After laughing and sighing, I was very preoccupied.

The theatrical troupe's business was sluggish, and they lived a tight life just relying on Xiao Yulin's little income.Yu Dongrong went out in suits and leather shoes during the day to socialize with local officials and businessmen, and when he came back at night, he would write and draw on paper to make plans.Xiao Yulin went to the acupuncture point with the troupe, the Miao family was a dull gourd, and Shaorong was still a small group with a baby voice.Therefore, the only person in the whole family who can talk and laugh together is Boss Yang.

Along with the troupe were some scholars and famous actors who were busy saving opera.They gathered in Yang Qinghan's small courtyard from time to time, transcribing the playbook in an orderly manner.

Yu Dongrong was very worried.Boss Yang's illness was good and bad, and it kept coming and going.As soon as the weather enters winter, it seems to be heavy.

Yang Qinghan didn't seem to take herself seriously.I just complain occasionally, saying that the climate in Rongcheng is too bad, and I don't have to do laundry for half a month.The costumes in the opera box were moldy, and I rushed to the stage tomorrow, and before I could speak, the musty smell wafted out first, and the audience was also smoked away.After complaining, make fun of Yu Dongrong and Xiao Yulin.Young Master Yu Qi felt that he was thick-skinned enough, but he also felt overwhelmed in front of Boss Yang.Little Yulin couldn't do it anymore. When he saw Yang Qinghan, he walked around on tiptoe, losing his ass temper.Occasionally, when he was caught teasing him, his face was so red that he could play Guan Gong directly.

When you are with humorous people, you will naturally laugh all the time.After being ridiculous, I feel sad again.Yu Dongrong, after what happened to Commander Yu, always felt that life was just a dream, and he was indescribably sad and bewildered.It was Yang Qinghan who saw the clues, and persuaded him instead, that a person is mortal, either in this way or in that way, and all paths lead to the same goal.He and Qin Meixiang, master and apprentice, are exactly the same in some respects.

In order to make a living, Yu Dongrong's small soap factory recently began to try to produce nitroglycerin explosives.The money invested is another sum of money.However, Young Master Yu Qi is still very optimistic. Right now, he is in charge of his own account, and no one will follow along.

Delicacy is unaffordable, and some good ones are only for the elderly and children.He wandered outside by himself, bought a dozen kinds of pickles, and ate them with the workers in the factory, and he was quite happy.

Xiao Yulin was even more down-to-earth than him. He came back from an outside performance with live pheasants and dead hares, as well as muddy bamboo shoots and wild vegetables—all he got on the road.Tianfu Tianfu, as long as you are diligent, it is difficult to starve to death.

Yu Dongrong watched Boss Zhou kill the chicken.He pressed his neck and stepped on his feet, and cut off his head.The blood sprayed far away, and Xiao Yulin didn't even blink.Seeing Yu Dongrong when he was ironing chicken feathers, he grinned and showed his neat white teeth: "I will eat stewed chicken with winter bamboo shoots at night."

Young Master Yu Qi touched the back of his neck, why was he sweating a little.

The meal is ready, bring it to Qinghan Yang.Once inside the house, that bit of happiness turned into sadness.Yang Qinghan was indeed not well.

He couldn't bear to watch, so he sat down and said a few words before coming out.Finally, I saw from the crack of the door that Old Dong held Yang Qinghan in his arms and sniffed.Boss Yang is so sick that he still has the strength to curse: "Eat your own food, I haven't died yet..."

He felt uncomfortable and wanted to go out for a walk.At this moment, the door was knocked.

Young Master Yu Qi asked who it was.There was a moment of silence outside, and a slightly trembling voice sounded—still so sweet: "It's me..."

The door flung open.After a long time no see, Qin Meixiang was almost thinner than when Yu Dongrong first saw him.He raised his head and smiled slightly: "Qiye..."

Yu Dongrong rushed over and hugged him.