After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 317
Feng Yin and his wife sat down by the kang stove in the compartment, and Ding Zhenyao sat quietly opposite them.

For a while, the three of them didn't speak.

Feng Yin and the others were taking the time to sort out Ding Zhenyao's thoughts, and Ding Zhenyao was digesting the ups and downs of the past few days.

The boy rubbed his face hard, and it took a lot of effort to start telling his story.

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

In order not to lose contact with the main family, Ding Xincheng has been working hard to run his own business, making as much money as possible to support the development of the main line in the imperial capital.

In addition to Yaxianju, the Ding family also has many other transactions that come with a lot of money.

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

At that time, Ding Zhenyao was young and ignorant, and he didn't like to learn those pedantic things.

He just wants to follow his father to learn to do business and make a lot of money.

From the young man's point of view, no matter how high the status is, people will inevitably be short of money. Isn't the main line of the Ding family the most ready-made example?
Therefore, Ding Zhenyao has set a goal for herself since she was a child, to earn money that is beyond the reach of all the people in the world.

The young man felt in his heart that no matter what his status was, he would be happier if he had endless money.

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

Especially after entering the school, the master cares about everyone every day, and if he is not careful, he will be slapped on the palm of the hand.

That kind of pain is really not something that Ding Zhenyao, a child who grew up with love, can bear.

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

Things turned around about a year ago.

One day, Ding Zhenyao returned home from a field trip with a few mischievous classmates. His father suddenly called him to the study and told him to give him a chance.

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

Moreover, the average monthly profit of each family must be no less than 2000 taels, so Ding Xincheng doesn't care whether he enrolls or not.

With this opportunity, Ding Zhenyao, like a general who has won a battle, immediately bid farewell to his classmates and friends, and entered the restaurant business to follow his father to learn how to deal with people and negotiate business.

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

Hearing this, Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming looked at each other, but they didn't interrupt the boy's narration.

When Ding Zhenyao said this, he probably paused for a short time because he was too uncomfortable.

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

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows: "How would we know if you didn't tell me?"

Zhang Yiming didn't speak, but his expression basically had the same meaning as Feng Yin.

"Hehehe."

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

He sniffed and his voice was hoarse: "I saw my dad holding a swaddle and smiling at a baby about one month old."

"That doesn't mean anything at all, does it?"

Feng Yin looked at the boy in front of him, "There are quite a few boys in my family."

"But your children are all aunts and uncles."

Ding Zhenyao raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "And I was just born in a common room and then raised by my mother's side."

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

Zhang Yiming: "..." I must have opened my mouth.

The couple didn't speak, but they met each other's eyes, and they both saw helplessness and a strong sense of sight in each other's eyes.

(End of this chapter)