Chapter 95 Separation
In fact, Wang Deming had been thinking about this problem, especially the nightmare a week ago, which forced him to re-examine his plan.

It wasn't until one day at lunch when I saw the name of Donglaishun in Dong'an Market that I somehow thought of the supermarket Pang Donglai in my previous life, and then I came up with a more complete plan.

It can protect yourself and avoid risks.

Thank you Pang Donglai!

Wang Deming turned his head to look at his sister Yan Baozhen. Facing her anxious eyes, he smiled slightly and explained in a low voice: "The core is actually the issue of ownership."

"When we open a factory, although we provide the site, capital and technology, the ownership must be collective!"

"As long as you participate in labor, you are actively transforming yourself."

"As long as we grasp this balance, we are not capitalists."

"Ha." Wang Deming exhaled a breath of cold air and strolled slowly behind the two children. Looking at several children playing lively in front of the gate of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Only fireworks can soothe people's hearts.

In a relaxed tone, he said, "Sister, when the time comes, you have to help me keep the accounts and keep an eye on the Cha family and the group of people in that family."

"By the way, I'm also planning to call Fourth Grandpa Rong over and let him be in charge of the face-to-face interactions. It's better than him setting up a stall in Houhai to sell used clothes."

There is still a lot of potential for Rong Siye to dig deeper. I just found out during a casual chat today that Zhang Shouchong’s wife is the eldest granddaughter of Shixu, the head of the Imperial Household Department, and the gold dug out of that garden is not small.
Not to mention the Union Hospital, which actually dug out several jars of gold and silver ingots.

"Ah, Deming, I can't do that either!"

"It's okay. Accounting is easy. Just make two spreadsheets."

"Oh," Yan Baozhen didn't quite understand, but seeing Wang Deming's confident attitude, she felt relieved. However, she still frowned and asked worriedly, "Deming, even if you want to open a factory, you can't hire a bannerman, right? You know what your brother-in-law is like."

"It's not easy to get bannermen to work. They are too proud and too lazy."

"Anyone who can stutter is unwilling to move."

"That's why we need to reform them. Of course, if there are really some hopeless cases, let them experience what hardship is." Wang Deming smiled wickedly, "Then they won't be able to do anything about it."

"Have you forgotten? I am the platoon leader of the militia."

If you don't obey, hehe, maybe I can get a promotion as a militia platoon leader.
"Mom, uncle, you guys go home first. I'll take my sister to play in the courtyard for a while."

When they were still some distance away from the courtyard gate, Renchun turned around and shouted to Yan Baozhen and Wang Deming, then took Yichun to join the friends at the courtyard gate.

"Okay, be careful not to get your clothes dirty again."

Yan Baozhen gave an order from a distance and said to Wang Deming with a wry smile: "Moving here, Renchun and Yichun will have a playmate every day."

“But the rules are getting worse.”

"Sister, children's childhood should be happy. I don't think it's that bad. Besides, it's better to raise children in a down-to-earth way so that they won't be lazy and ignorant."

Wang Deming curled his lips, "Otherwise, the two heads of the Cha family and that family that I met today, it can be seen that they have been spoiled since childhood and have never experienced hardships. They are not even as good as my brother-in-law."

"Your brother-in-law."

"Hey, this little girl is He Yushui from the middle courtyard, right?"

The brother and sister strolled to the gate of the yard. Chang Renchun had already joined his sister in making a snowman, and there was laughter everywhere. Yan Jiefang from the front yard and Liu Guangtian from the back yard were also among them. They were about the same age as them.

He Yushui in the middle courtyard stood timidly at the gate, watching the children play with a hint of envy in his eyes, but he did not join in.

"Yeah, that's right." "But why didn't Shazhu take his sister to the restaurant today?"

He Yushui's little face turned pale from the cold, and she sniffed her nose from time to time. Her hair was a little tangled, and her clothes were a little dirty, which made people feel distressed just by looking at her.

Yan Baozhen's maternal instinct suddenly surged. She quickly stepped forward, gently bent down, and asked her gently, "Yushui, where is your brother?"

He Yushui subconsciously took a step back with caution, and after seeing the gentle smile on Yan Baozhen's face, he relaxed and replied with his head down: "My brother's restaurant kitchen is too busy today, and the chef said that it might be very late today."

"Just let me go home first."

Yan Baozhen looked at He Yushui's face, which was a little cracked by the wind, and touched it with heartache. He Yushui let out a soft "ah".

"Then don't just stand here. It's so cold! Come on, go to my house and sit for a while. I'll wash your hair for you."

He Yushui looked down at her toes and didn't move.

Seeing that He Yushui was too reserved, Yan Baozhen turned around and called Yichun over: "Yichun, it's too cold outside. How about we invite Sister Yushui to come to our house and play?"

"Okay!"

Yichun came over, skipping and trotting, looking at He Yushui with her big eyes, showing a healing smile, and took He Yushui's hand, "Sister Yushui, come to our house and play. The doll my uncle bought me is so pretty."

"Let's play house together."

"Yeah." He Yushui finally smiled.

The two little sisters trotted into the yard, leaving behind their clear laughter like silver bells.

Yan Baozhen breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and assigned Wang Deming to buy meat. "Deming, the rain has made a young girl look terrible. I'll go home and wash her thoroughly with a basin of water. Go see if you can still buy some fresh meat? We haven't made dumplings yet."

Wang Deming understood what his sister meant. He Yushui was a little girl after all, and it was not appropriate for her to take a bath in the room. He had already bought the meat and frozen it at home. It was already past noon, so where could he find fresh meat?
"Okay, I'll go right away." "Sister, remember to take it easy."

"It's okay. It's raining pretty hard. I'll just sit by and help with the soap."

Wang Deming watched Yichun and He Yushui run into the hanging flower gate and turn around to leave, but there were a lot of questions in his mind. Even if Shazhu can't take care of the child, doesn't the Central Court have an old lady?
An old lady doesn’t have any children, so why can’t you help take care of them?
The uncle is known as "unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness", and he signs for the 10 yuan mailed by He Daqing every month. This money is for Yu Shui.
Oh, the money was not given at this time.
But thinking about the plot in the TV series, if He Yushui was raised by an old lady, it is impossible that she has no feelings at all, right? But it seems that she has no feelings at all.

Or was it that he was taken care of, but only to a limited extent? Or was it that Shazhu was a man of integrity and did not need to be taken care of?

Passing by the children playing in the snow, Wang Deming smiled bitterly and shook his head, unable to understand.
Wang Deming suddenly had a strange sense of disconnection.

In the morning, he was competing with the old men and young men in the capital in a battle of wits and courage, and had the upper hand.

At noon, they were still sitting in the large mansion with carved beams and painted rafters, enjoying delicious food.

As a result, I returned to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang in a blink of an eye, and it was full of worldly atmosphere and trivialities.
Ah, class.
No wonder the Chairman said:

There will still be a revolution ten thousand years from now!

Wang Deming strolled slowly to Longfu Temple, listened to the noisy hawking sounds, and felt the stronger atmosphere of fireworks. He went to "Bai Kui Lao Hao" and bought two pounds of roasted mutton, then strolled slowly to his master's house.

After drinking a pot of tea, he took the lamb leg given by the master and strolled back home.

After passing through the hanging flower gate and taking a few steps, the door of the west wing opened immediately, and Yan Bugui ran out, "Hey, Deming, you're back."

"Two guests have been waiting for you for quite a while."

"Deming, you made it so hard for us to find you!"

(End of this chapter)