Chapter 16 — 30 Whips Change Retirement, I Take You and Leave Brilliantly

Then use the umbrella to return to the heavenly monastery. We close the window. Y Nhi turns over in the blanket.

“Niang, are you talking to father?”

“Do you like your father?”

"……Go to sleep."

“If you don't answer, you like it.”

"You're only nine years old, what do you understand?"

"Sir, you said it. Not answering means admitting it."

I pulled the blanket over his face. He giggled under the blanket. The next morning, I placed the finished drawing of "Peach Blossom Water Egg" on the table in the heavenly garden. Next to it is a piece of paper.

"You can hang it in your room. No need to go to Y Nhi's room to see it."

He held that piece of paper and stood for a long time. Trieu An stood next to her and wiped her tears. Co Hanh folded the piece of paper and carefully put it in his body. That day, the workers in the weaving ward all said that the general manager laughed all day today, as if he had just eaten honey. Six years later. Thanh Lam An. In front of the big door of Tu Alley sixteen, hang two more red lanterns. Y'er was fifteen years old, with a delicate figure, and had become the young master of the Tham family—at the age of thirteen, he took over the tea shop business, doubling its profits in just two years. Tham Khanh Son has retired, in the back garden planting flowers and raising birds. Everyone he meets says: "If the old man was still alive, seeing this young lady like this, I don't know how happy he would be." Thuy Van got married——married to Trieu An. The two argued all day long, but could not leave each other. Luc Hanh Chu has developed his sailing ship into the largest in Nam Duong, he and his wife have three children, and every year they go to Tham's house to celebrate the New Year. Every time he meets me, he still asks the same question: "Tham Dong family, how is business?"

"That's OK."

“How much is okay?”

“Five hundred thousand taels about that.”

“……say goodbye.”

He has never been jealous. Because he knew what was behind those five hundred thousand taels. As a family that was confiscated and destroyed, it took twenty years to regain a single word of justice. What about Co Hanh...still hasn't seen it mentioned? From the position of general manager of the weaving ward, he worked his way up step by step, eventually becoming the general manager of the entire Tham family brand. He is known to practitioners all over Jiangnan—“The late treasurer of the Shen family, his work is top-notch.” But no one knows who he used to be. No one knows the relationship between him and me. Because——Last year, we became friends again. There are no ten li red pages. There is no grand palanquin. Just in the main hall of Alley Tu sixteen, there was me, him, and Y Nhi, facing two signs hanging high above and a table full of hot food. Y Nhi raised a cup of osmanthus wine and said in one breath:

"Father, mother, I wish you a happy wedding. Even though you two are about to become husband and wife, I have been waiting for this cup of wine for many years, and I can finally drink it."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank. Co Hanh looked at me. I also looked at him.

“You still owe me a brooch.”

"White jade orchid brooch. That day you asked Trieu An to return it to me, I didn't accept it."

He took out a small brocade box from his chest. Inside is a new white jade orchid brooch. More sophisticated than that year's tree.

“When did you prepare?”

“Three years ago.”

“Three years ago?”

"I wanted to give it to you three years ago. But I was afraid you wouldn't accept it."

“So why did you dare take it out today?”

“Because——she said something yesterday.”

“She said ‘you have I can hang the painting in my room'.”

“That was six years ago! Not yesterday!”

“For me, it was yesterday.”

Y Nhi sitting next to her rolled her eyes.

“You two are really annoying. Hurry and put it on, the food is cold."

I reached out my hand to receive the brooch. He stood up, walked behind me, and stuck the hairpin into my hair. Hands trembled slightly.

“This time I won't lose it again.”

I bow my head. On the table is a table full of food. Above the head is the plaque of the maternal grandfather. Behind his back are his hands. Next to Y Nhi's face was both disgusted and secretly wiping her tears. Outside the door are the lights of thousands of houses of Lam An city. It's been ten years (fifteen - four - a 'year ago', it's hard to remember the year when you read it quickly. I lost a mistaken marriage, regained justice for a family, raised an excellent daughter, built a five million tael family business. There's also one person—— Using ten years of time, from someone who didn't understand me, to the person who understood me the most. I never said I forgave him. I just——Once again recognized him. My heart lifts up. second cup of wine.

“Respect the Grandmother.” (to honor my ancestors' wine)

Three people raised their cups together. Outside the door, the scent of cinnamon flowers spreads throughout Tu Alley. (END OF FULL TEXT)