Mrs. Zheng looked at him with admiration.
"You're still young. If you were to earn money outside, how many people would trust you at your age? It's not a long-term plan." Mrs. Zheng thought highly of him, so she inevitably said a few more words.
That Jiang family was really too much. How could his eldest grandson allow him to take the wrong path outside?
Little did she know that the Jiang family was only waiting for him to return after he had suffered enough.
Jiang Huaian lowered his eyes.
However, he could not ignore his mother and sister.
"Don't worry about the family matters for now. Just do your own thing first. Now, there are great confucians in the inner city, and they only cultivate three taels a month."
"That Academy was opened by my maiden family. Shu Xiu will owe you for now."
