"Old woman, what are you dreaming about? Will the Lu family be interested in our family?"
Zhang Fen gave Mrs. Feng a mocking look on her face, not taking her words seriously at all, only thinking that she was an old fool and started talking nonsense.
But Mrs. Feng is very confident about this matter: "It will definitely not work if we use ordinary methods.
Tsk, oh, don’t worry about this, just leave it all to me.”
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards her thatched hut, wiggling her buttocks and looking quite happy.
"Hey, Mom, you..."
Feng Dabao wanted to call her, but was stopped by Zhang Fen.
"Leave her alone, I want to see what trouble she can cause." Zhang Fen had a sarcastic look on her face.
Mrs. Feng took this matter as a serious matter.
The next day, she found her most appropriate piece of clothing, wiped her hair with water, and straightened up, then went to the Lu family home.
Wang Qiaoping happened to be coming back from washing clothes outside.
In view of the historical issues left over from the previous two families, Wang Qiaoping didn't look kindly on seeing Mrs. Feng at the door. She glanced at her and said, "Is it you?"
"Is something wrong?"
Mrs. Feng had a smile on her face.
"It's nothing, nothing. I just came here to cheer for you."
"What's wrong with you and me?"
The two of them had quarreled and fought, and she almost killed her own son. There was nothing to say to such a person.
"Sister, are you still angry with me?" Mrs. Feng suddenly asked.
She put on a bitter look: "I know, I've done a lot of things that I'm sorry for you, and you hate me in your heart, I know.
But... so many years have passed, look at your life now, you live in a small building, your children are all filial, you are the most prosperous person in the village, and I..."
As Mrs. Feng spoke, her eyes turned red and she wiped her tears again.
This is not an act, she has indeed had a hard time these past few years.
"We are all old now," she said.
"Especially for me. Look, my back is hunched, my legs are broken, and I don't know how many years I have left to live. It's time for us to let go of our past grudges."
Mrs. Feng said these few words sincerely.
Wang Qiaoping wasn't such a hard-hearted person at first. Seeing that Mrs. Feng was so thin that she was trembling as she stood there with a cane in front of her, she couldn't bear it.
"It has indeed been difficult for you these past few years," she said.
"Isn't it?" Mrs. Feng's voice was choked with sobs.
"Alas..."
Wang Qiaoping closed her eyes and stamped her feet: "Forget it, forget it, come in and sit down."
She really doesn't have such a hard heart.
She hates herself!
Wang Qiaoping called Mrs. Feng in and poured her a cup of boiled water with sugar.
With a smile on her face, Mrs. Feng took the enamel cup with both hands and kept repeating: "Thank you, thank you..."
Immediately, his eyes circled around the Lu family's house.
This is the first time Mrs. Feng has been to the Lu family’s newly built house.
The Lu family is really grand, and the furniture inside is big and new.
"Hey, why haven't you seen your granddaughter?" Mrs. Feng suddenly asked.
"She? Isn't she finished the exam? Her parents took her to the city to play, and they were talking about an amusement park. Hey, I don't understand that either, just let them go."
"Your granddaughter is so lucky." Mrs. Feng couldn't help but sigh.
"It happens to be a busy time for farming. Other people's little girls are helping the adults break corn. Only your granddaughter can go to the city to play."
When Wang Qiaoping heard others praise An An, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
"Who says it's not?
When my daughter-in-law gave birth to An An, the doctor said that An An had gone through hell once and would be very lucky in the future.
Hey, look at these years, since An An came, our family has been getting better and better."
Mrs. Feng held a cup of water and listened to Wang Qiaoping's words, and then she echoed them.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes..."
"And you see, my granddaughter is quite sensible.
Whether it's a big or small matter at home or in the field, I don't even need to say anything, people just know how to help.
Her grandfather and I couldn't bear to part with each other.
What do you think our family did with her as a child? How bad is it?
What did Keren say?
I just like to help my grandparents do this. If I do more, my grandparents will do less.
Tsk tsk tsk, where can I find this kid in the village?"
"Yeah yeah……"
Mrs. Feng could only nod in agreement.
People in the village have heard these words for more than ten years. Mrs. Feng used to hate it every time she heard Wang Qiaoping praise her granddaughter when she passed by. This time she heard the live version.
More suffering...
"What, I've been watching Yongguo and his wife for so many years, but I haven't thought about having a second child?"
Mrs. Feng finally found an opportunity and intervened.
"Why do you want a second child? The country does not allow second children now." Wang Qiaoping said.
"I'm not sure. I'm thinking about you, aren't I? The Yongguo couple are so capable and have earned such a big family fortune. It would be a pity if they didn't have a son."
"I say your thinking is too backward."
Wang Qiaoping was not angry at Mrs. Feng's words.
Most people in the village have the mentality of favoring boys over girls. Although times have changed, this mentality cannot be changed in a day or two.
Mrs. Feng came with good intentions today and said she was worried about his family. She would not fall out just because she wanted to.
"The country has said that now it's the same whether you have a son or a daughter." Wang Qiaoping only advised Mrs. Feng.
"That's what the country says nicely. How can giving birth to a daughter be as good as giving birth to a son?" Mrs. Feng said, "Then can a daughter hold a spiritual tablet like a son? Can a daughter offer sacrifices to ancestors and graves?
Let me put it bluntly, sister, don’t be angry. You are a daughter. I will not remember you in the next few generations.
Let me tell you, Yongguo and his wife are still young, so take advantage of the moment to get another one."
By now Mrs. Feng was talking about it, Wang Qiaoping was already very unhappy, but she still said patiently: "How can that be done? My daughter-in-law is a regular employee of the news agency.
If you do this kind of thing, your job will be gone."
"That's true."
Mrs. Feng's eyes rolled.
"If this method doesn't work, what other methods can you think of?"
"What can I do?"
"Can't we just find another son for Yongguo?"
"Looking for my son again? What are you talking about? That's a son, not a sweet potato?"
"Oh, sister, you are stupid. If you are not a son, you can be a son-in-law. If you find a son-in-law who comes to you, why don't you treat him like a son?
If you don't mind, I will give my Yaozu to your family as my son-in-law.
The child born in the future will bear the surname of the Lu family. If I throw a bowl for you and hold a memorial ceremony for you, he will be treated as a member of your Lu family. How about that?"
After going around in circles for a long time, Mrs. Feng finally got to the point.
Of course, that's what she said now, but in the future, when Feng Yaozong really gets married and defrauds the Lu family's property, it won't be certain.