1970s: The Orphaned Farm Girl Recruited a Husband and Won Without Trying

Her newly purchased phone seemed strange—she suspected it had somehow connected to the underworld, because everything she ordered was instantly delivered.

A month later, she sold off her as...

Chapter 116: Getting More and More Disappointed (1/2)

Chapter 116: Getting More and More Disappointed

He said, "Mom, don't worry. I will definitely pay you back the money I borrowed from you. When my wife comes, I will take the money from her and pay you back."

"Hey, this is not about money. I've already told you that there's no need to waste that money. Why are you making trouble, you stupid kid? You don't even listen to me."

"I...I really feel bad. I can't stand it anymore."

"Just bear with it a little longer, it will be fine. Once you sweat, you can go back to work in the fields in the afternoon. It's right to listen to mom."

Feng Feng looked desperate.

Old Mrs. Qian cursed again, "Look at you. You're so sick, and you're still thinking about Lu Lan? I think that woman is very hard-hearted. She probably doesn't want you anymore and ran away with the money. She will be happy if you die. Please don't die."

Feng Feng's eyes lit up again, "Then take me to the health center quickly."

"What kind of hospital? I told you not to kick the quilt off and to cover yourself tightly to sweat."

"It's such a hot day..."

"It's good to be here in the hot summer. Mom is doing this for your own good. But it's really annoying that a woman like you, Lu Lan, is like this. You're so sick, but she doesn't even know where you are."

"I……"

"Alright, alright, stop talking and save your energy."

After saying that, Old Lady Qian looked at Boss Feng and said, "Boss, you come and hold him. I have to go cook."

"Okay, I'll take care of the old man."

Old Mrs. Qian stood up and said, "Old man, let's have porridge at noon. I'll bring you a bowl of porridge later."

Feng Fengshi didn't have the energy to argue and could only nod.

Old Mrs. Qian walked out of the bedroom, thinking that she was at a disadvantage, and went to their kitchen to get rice.

After filling a large basin, I saw that there was still half a meter of rice left. After thinking about it, I took out a cotton bag and poured out most of the rice.

"Feng Feng, you're not feeling well, so I'll bring you dinner. I'll put a handful of rice in your rice."

Feng Feng stared at the ceiling of the tent with dull eyes.

Suddenly he remembered that he had never eaten a single meal from his mother for free since the separation.

Even during the New Year and other festivals, when they reunited at the old house, the three of them had to bring food and drinks.

Even though he was so sick, if he wanted to have a bowl of porridge, I would grab a handful of rice from his rice jar, for fear that he would suffer a loss.

Even so, can he still expect his nephew to provide for him in his old age when he is old and unable to move?

He suddenly felt that Lu Lan was right. They were just crazy about sucking his blood.

At noon, Feng Feng had a mouthful of porridge, which was so thin that you couldn't even find any rice grains. It was almost like rice soup.

His mother said that he couldn't eat too much because he was sick and had to eat light food, so he only had a bowl of rice soup and not even some wild vegetables.

He said if he didn't eat like this, he would vomit.

She really did what he said. Not long after eating, Feng Feng vomited it all.

My mother immediately said that I couldn’t eat anymore at night, otherwise I would vomit.

Food is so precious, what a waste.

Feng Feng felt a chill in his heart.

Good thing my mother's words finally turned out to be reliable. After he sweated profusely, his fever finally subsided.

Mrs. Qian was very happy, "How do you feel, old man?"

Feng Feng said: "I feel much better, but I don't have much strength."

"What did I say? Going to the hospital is a waste of money. Just cover it up and it will be fine, right? I, your mother, have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice."

Old Mrs. Qian said happily, "Look, your fever has subsided and you're not vomiting anymore, so you're fine now. It's normal to feel weak, so take a rest for half a day and go back to work tomorrow, and you'll definitely have more energy."

Feng Feng looked at his arm and opened his mouth, but when he saw Old Lady Qian's happy face, he finally swallowed his words.