After wandering around the village for more than an hour, he staggered back to his home.

The blood on his arm seeped out from the gauze, which was a shocking sight.

Feng Feng went to the kitchen and scooped up a bowl of cold water, then hurried to his eldest brother's house to find his mother.

Old Mrs. Qian was making lunch. When she saw Feng Feng standing at the door, she just glanced at him indifferently and continued cooking.

"Second brother, why are you so careless? Can you still earn a cent if you hurt your arm?"

Feng Feng opened his mouth and said, "Fourth Grandfather said he would give me a day off and let me go to the hospital to get stitches."

"Go to a hospital? Why go to a hospital with such a small opening? What a waste of money."

"Mom, this wound is pretty big and it's bleeding. It's so hot out here, I'm afraid it won't heal if I don't sew it up."

Old Lady Qian dropped the fire tongs and looked at him solemnly, "How can a farmer like you be so precious? I don't believe that a grown man like you can die from a small cut."

"Mom, I..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Old Lady Qian, "Come on, come on, when you were a kid, you fell down and broke your head, but you didn't go to the hospital, right? If you're afraid of death, just sit here for a while. When I have the meal ready, I'll get you some herbs to wrap it up. Don't go to the hospital, it's too expensive. You might as well use the money to support your nephew."

She became excited when she talked about her grandson. She stared at Feng Feng and said, "Feng Feng, have you discussed the matter I told you last time with your wife? When can you bring your nephew to live with you? Your house has electric light, so it will be convenient for your nephew to read at night."

Feng Feng was stunned on the spot, his heart and his arm were dripping with blood.

"Mom, I..." He wanted to ask for money, and told her that his money was not wasted and he would pay it back when Lu Lan came back.

However, Old Lady Qian did not give him a chance to speak.

She seemed to know that he came to borrow money, and interrupted Feng Feng as soon as he opened his mouth.

"How much money does your wife make? Tell me the bottom line."

Feng Feng's face was stiff and he clenched his fists tightly.

The tense muscles stretched the wound open, and a lot of blood seeped out.

"I don't know. I don't care about the money at home." Feng Feng responded indifferently.

Old Mrs. Qian's face turned cold. "Hmph, do you still look like a man? You don't even know how much money your family has. You're a coward. Wait until that woman Lu Lan runs away with all your money, and then you can cry slowly."

Originally, he was worried because he couldn't find Lu Lan.

Now, after hearing what Old Lady Qian said, he also had the same feeling. Maybe Lu Lan really ran away, taking her daughter with her.

If she really ran away with her daughter, where in the world would he be able to find them?

Lu Lan doesn’t even have a mother’s home, where can he find one?

Feng Feng covered his wound and stumbled out of his eldest brother's house.

Returning to his own little house, he neither cooked nor went to the hospital.

Let the blood seep out and lie quietly on the bed.

When Boss Feng came back from the fields, he told this to Old Lady Qian.

"Mom, my second son accidentally cut his arm today. He wants to go to the hospital, but he has no money. Please don't lend him money."

"Don't worry, I didn't borrow it."

"It's good that you didn't lend it. All his money is in the hands of his wife. His wife has been acting strange recently. She will definitely not be able to give out the money. If you give it to the second brother, it will be wasted."

Old Mrs. Qian said, "Don't worry, I know everything. I didn't give him a penny. Why would you go to the hospital for a small cut? It will heal on its own in two days."

"Yes."

Old Mrs. Qian quickly invited her son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren to eat.

The eldest brother's wife still had some conscience. Halfway through the meal, she suddenly remembered Feng Fenglai and pushed the eldest brother Feng and said, "Hey, isn't the second brother's arm injured? I guess he can't cook. Why don't you go and see if he has eaten? If not, bring him to our house to eat."