Tian Guihua glared at the sneaky old man, "What are you locking up in broad daylight? What will the children think if they see this?"

Fu Baimian's heart was in his throat, he couldn't care about anything else anymore. "Let people think what they want, my wife is our precious Seven Gold, she is Seven Gold, he is Seven Gold."

Tian Guihua had already calmed down from her initial excitement. Compared to Fu Baimian, she appeared quite composed at the moment. She nodded slightly but a smile lingered on her lips. "Yes, it's seven gold coins, there's no mistake."

Fu Baiman closed his eyes and said, "Amitabha Buddha, may our ancestors bless us. We are finally reunited as a family. My seven golds are back."

Tian Guihua's eyes also reddened. Seeing Fang Jin Tang, who was allergic to eggs, eating them almost made her rush over and call out to her son.

The same mole in the same place, the same chicken egg allergy.

This can't be a coincidence.

Her seven-jin is allergic to eggs, and only their parents know.

Actually, some children can't eat certain things when they are young, but they can as they get older. She didn't have much hope, she just couldn't help wanting to try it.

I didn't expect she would actually try it.

Right now, if anyone told her that Fang Jin Tang wasn't her seventh gold, she would beat them with a stick.

Fu Wujin would go home on the first ten days of every month. If he couldn't return, he would have someone bring him a message back.

He habitually carried his medicine chest. If anyone in the village fell ill, he could be of help, and he also delivered medicine to some elderly people in the village who were unable to collect it themselves.

There's no medicine to treat allergies.

"It's alright, it wasn't a big deal anyway. It'll be fine in a couple of days." Fang Jin Tang's body was scratched all over.

Fu Jiujiu didn't go to eavesdrop, but she also guessed her mother's intentions, so maybe there was nothing wrong with being incurable.

Fu Bo woke up in the evening. Although he was very tired during this time, he didn't sleep for a whole day.

Although I find it strange, I can't seem to find a reason.

"Young master, let's go."

However, when he shifted his gaze to Fang Jintang's face, he was startled. "Young Master, you've eaten eggs again?"

Fang Jintang awkwardly nodded and then couldn't help but rub his neck, "Well, Old Madam Fu doesn't know. She meant well, thinking eggs are good things, so she made them for me to eat. It's nothing."

Uncle Fu remained composed on the surface, but inwardly he was calculating whether this was a coincidence or a deliberate plan.

He thought about the whole thing, then decisively got out of bed. "Young master, let's go immediately."

"Fong Kam-tong looked at him with some concern, “Uncle Fok, you’ve overexerted yourself. Are you alright?”

Fu Bo is worried that if he stays any longer, the young master will be gone.

Even if he were to lose his life, he would still keep this secret.

"It's okay, I can't die, we have to go."

He could see that Fang Jin Tang seemed reluctant to leave, so he immediately said in a low voice: "I just had a dream about the old master not being well, I'm worried..."

Fang Jintang's smile froze on his face. Although he found it absurd, he still agreed to leave, "Alright, I'll go say hello to the Fu family."

"Young Master, I will go with you."

"Uncle Fu, why do I feel like something is different about you?"

Logically, Fu Bo shouldn't have needed to greet the Fu family.

He can just go and say it.

"Fu Bo is a sly old fox," he explained. "If I spent a day sleeping at someone's place, I have to go say thank you, right? Does the young master find that strange?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Jintang felt it made sense. "Hehe, just kidding with you," he said.

Uncle Fu, seeing the elderly couple from the Fu family, looked as if facing a formidable enemy.

Since Fu Baiman and Tian Guihua had just confirmed that Fang Jintang was their son, they couldn't bear to let him go like this.

"Child, it's so late at night, why don't you stay for the night and leave when it gets light? We'll feel more at ease that way," Tian Guihua said reluctantly.

Fu Bo suppressed the guilt in his heart and said coldly, "Aunt Fu, our young master isn't going back. Our old master and mistress will also be worried. As a mother yourself, don't you know how other mothers feel?"

Tian Guihua was said to have fallen short of expectations. She didn't mean any harm, though. "Ah... yeah, I suppose you're right. It wasn't well thought out on my part."

"Uncle Fu, things are serious. Madam Fu meant well."

Fu Bo's face was displeased, but he didn't say anything more and didn't apologize.

Fu Jiujiu wouldn't stand to see anyone bullying her mother, no matter the reason.

"What are you so fierce about? Your master and mistress really care about Brother Fang. They wouldn't let their own child walk at night, there are tigers out there! Anyway, my mother is kind, she definitely wouldn't be heartless."

Fu Bo jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "What are you saying, kid?"

That's the apple of Fu Family brothers' eyes, how could anyone dare to treat her like this? It doesn't matter who it is.

Seeing her sons about to fight, Tian Guihua's one look was enough to stop them.

"Bro, the kid is young, can't speak, but this is the truth. The mountain path is difficult, she's just worried about you guys."

Fu Bo sighed, "Our coachman is experienced; nothing will happen. Young Master, let's go back. The old master and mistress as well as the young miss are worried about you."

Seeing things had come to this, Fong Kam Tong couldn't bring himself to stay any longer. Besides, he was also afraid his family would worry.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Fu just has this temper. He doesn't mean any harm." Fang Jintang felt that Uncle Fu had always been kind to people, perhaps he was feeling unwell and in a hurry to go back today.

Tian Guihua smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing. What he said is right, all parents worry about their children. You should go back early."

Although reluctant, Tien Guihua didn't want to put her son in an awkward position.

Even Fu Baiman can't say anything.

When the carriage left the village, it was completely dark.

Fang Jin Tang looked at Fu Bo who remained silent, and sighed, "Fu Bo, what did the Fu family do wrong to make you so angry?"

"Master, it's best if you avoid associating with this family in the future."

Fang Jin Tang looked at him puzzled, "Why? The Fu family are simple and warm-hearted, they cultivate such high-quality ginseng, we'll surely have to deal with them in the future, why would you stop interacting?"

Fu Bo's thoughts raced quickly, and he finally came up with an excuse, " Ginseng has always been harvested from the mountains. This is the first time I've seen someone grow it themselves. I always feel uneasy about it. Let's just buy ginseng from those who harvest it in the mountains as usual."

Of course Fang Jintang couldn't be convinced by this reason, but seeing Fu Bo's exhausted face, he didn't want to argue with him at the moment.

Even if you’re not doing business anymore, I still think it’s inappropriate for you to say those things to Mrs. Fu out of the blue today, Fu Bo. Do you have something on your mind?

"No." Fu Bo denied firmly, "Master, trust me. In the future, just don't associate with this family anymore. Their people will only bring you trouble. Just listen to me on this."

"You've watched me grow up. When have I ever lied to you?"

Fang Jin Tang sighed, what he said wasn't wrong, even he didn't want to take over the family business, it was Fu Bo who came to comfort him.

"Uncle Fu, but, I really think the Fu family are very nice."

"I...looking at them, I just felt a sense of kinship."

"Fu Bo's heart skipped a beat. 'When I was asleep, did they say anything to you?'

First release on Taiwan Novels Website