Feng Xiaojing was also scared.

"But what if you don't go? Leng Chuan and his family will go to their uncle's house for the holiday, and the house will be empty, and you will be alone."

Feng Xiaojing looked worried.

Feng Mian said again: "Why don't you live in my house?"

"Your house only has two rooms, how do you live?"

At this time, Lu Lan came out carrying a big bag.

She said, "It's no big deal, Xiaojing, you can just live in my house, you and Rongrong can live in the same room."

She now lives in the same room with Feng Rongrong. There is nothing awkward about living in the same room with Feng Rongrong. The key is that it is different from usual.

We are all in the same village, so why would we live in someone else's house?

Lu Lan put down the big bag and walked forward to put her arm around Feng Xiaojing's shoulders.

"Well, you go and have a look first. If there is a place for you to live, then you can live there. If there is no place for you to live, or if your sister-in-law is unhappy, we will not look at their faces, and you can just come to my house and live with Rongrong, okay?"

There was no better choice, Feng Xiaojing nodded.

A group of people loaded the things onto a pickup truck. Feng Feng acted as the driver and took them into the village.

The villagers saw them driving over from afar and came over to watch the fun.

Especially that old lady Qian, her eyes were shining.

"Feng Feng, have you become rich? How come you can drive a car?"

Lu Lan pushed away the hand that Old Lady Qian was touching, "Don't touch it. You can't afford to pay for it if it breaks."

Old Mrs. Qian glared at Lu Lan angrily, but did not dare to curse her.

Feng Feng on the other side said: "This is the boss's car, I am the boss's driver."

The villagers were envious and asked Feng Feng, "Did you drive the boss's car here?"

"The boss has many cars, one for each driver. He doesn't allow the drivers to drive away, so does he drive away one by one?"

Feng Feng is more talkative than before and he is quite good at speaking.

Old Mrs. Qian had no intention of letting them go, and followed them to their home.

The house has been cleaned and the weeds at the door have been cleared away.

The beds were already made and the quilts had been dried in the sun.

Feng Feng was shocked, and Lu Lan was also shocked.

Who did this? Could it be Old Lady Qian? Has she changed her gender?

At this time, I heard old lady Qian coming up and saying, "Feng Feng, Lu Lan, I know you are coming over. I will help you dry the quilts and make the beds. I will clean every corner of the room for you. I did something wrong before, and I apologize to you here."

Feng Feng and Lu Lan looked at each other. Old Mrs. Qian knew she was wrong, but she still apologized to them?

Why are they so unbelieving?

Are you trying to trick them into subsidizing the boss's family again?

Humph, no way.

Feng Feng looked at Lu Lan and then said nothing.

Lu Lan understood what he meant. It was up to her to handle it, and he didn't want to get involved.

This is good. After all, this shameless old lady is his biological mother. It is inconvenient for him to take action, so she, Lu Lan, will deal with this evil person.

"Hey, the sun has risen from the west, and you still know you are wrong."

Old Mrs. Qian's face froze. She didn't look at Lu Lan, but stared at Feng Feng.

"Feng Feng, please say something."