Zhao Shuhong stood up, holding her legs, and gave Fu Laosan a displeased look.

"You are always bullying me!

If you are really capable, just tell your parents to separate the family and take me and the kids with you!

If you have this ability, would I have to ask Fu Yanqing and Ruan Yan for help? "

At this point, Zhao Shuhong's eyes turned resentful, "The third brother and his wife are really cold-hearted.

You and I begged them like this! But they just didn’t show any mercy at all.”

Zhao Shuhong spoke with gritted teeth, her expression full of resentment.

Compared with Zhao Shuhong, Fu Laosan seemed much calmer, "I thought of it a long time ago."

"What?" Zhao Shuhong looked at Fu Lao San in surprise, "You thought of it a long time ago? You thought of it but you didn't tell me, and you watched me kneel down to Lao San's wife! What are you thinking!"

Fu Laosan glanced at Zhao Shuhong calmly and said, "Although I have talked about it, there is no harm in you trying. What if they soften their hearts and agree to help?"

Only Zhao Shuhong was standing there, gritting her teeth, her eyes rolling around, no one knew what she was thinking.

Pang Yongjing came back very slowly. He was carrying two lunch boxes when he left, and he was still carrying two lunch boxes when he came back.

As a bystander, you will only think that what Mr. and Mrs. Fu did is funny.

Old Man Fu also came over at that time, "When will he send his mother back?"

Zhao Shuhong's expression also became less weird. "It's a dish. Your parents asked you to prepare it and brought it back."

Looking at the front seat of the bicycle, Mrs. Fu was not a little worried. "Old Eight, can you really sit on it? Will you fall on it?"

In the past, Mrs. Fu would have kept nagging for a long time.

Old Man Fu was silent for a while. "When he comes back, bring some meat buns from the state-owned restaurant. He can chew them."

After saying this, Fu Laosan no longer cared about Zhao Shuhong and turned into the yard.

After all, in that era, public opinion could really kill a person.

Zhao Shuhong rode a bicycle and took Old Mrs. Fu to the county town. Few people outside the production team saw them.

"What's that outside?" Pang Yong looked at Pang Yongjing strangely.

Even though he was bullied by Old Madam Fu to this extent, he was still willing to fill her teeth.

Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't really say it.

This...did Old Man and Old Lady Fu take the wrong medicine?

Instead of going directly to the county town, I rode my bike to the Fu family's old house.

Zhao Shuhong smiled helplessly, "Maybe it was because of what happened last night that made us realize that the youngest and seventh oldest, whom we have always loved, are unreliable, so I want to treat you a little bit worse."

The next day, it was still a sunny day.

When Ruan Yan heard what Zhao Shuhong said, her eyes widened.

When Pang Yong took Zhao Zhao and Nian Nian out, he heard someone praising you and Zhao Shuhong for being really filial and really hard to bully.

Zhao Shuhong came over on a bicycle at that time and handed the bicycle to Ruan Yan. "Take mom home and she will be back soon. Outside the lunch box are the meat buns you bought at the state-owned restaurant. Let them have a taste first."

When he saw Zhao Shuhong coming, he stood up on his own initiative and walked to the side of the bicycle.

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Ruan Yan could only use her eyes to question Zhao Shuhong.

Old Man Fu's brows were tightly knitted together, and it was clear what he was thinking.

"How should I know what to do? Either you figure it out yourself, or just live your life like this."

Before breakfast, Pang Yongjing rode his bicycle out.

But Zhao Shuhong, as our son, feels much simpler at this moment.

Outside the old house, Mrs. Fu had not finished her breakfast yet and was sitting outside the yard waiting.

Pang Yongjing was not willing to care too much about a few meat buns.

Only Mrs. Fu and Old Man Fu were left outside the room. They sat opposite each other, and neither of them spoke.

Listening to those people's discussions, Ruan Yan just smiled.

Could you be hallucinating?

He looked so leisurely that you wouldn't even guess that his life had been hard.

The whole production team knew that Old Man Fu had asked Zhao Shuhong to buy meat buns, and Ruan Yan naturally heard about it too.

Outside the Fu family's old house, Mr. and Mrs. Fu and Mr. and Mrs. Fu were also driven out of the house by Old Madam Fu.

"Yes, you ride very steadily, so he can just sit on it and get hurt."

You can tell by asking that there are also meat buns outside.

"Something's wrong." Zhao Shuhong smiled and comforted Ruan Yan, "You're a big kid again, you can understand."

Don't look at what those people say now.

"bad."

After a while, Mrs. Fu murmured, "Old man, he said, how could it be like that! Is it really your fault?"

How much does it cost to fill a tooth?

Pang Yong was standing at his door and saw the scene from afar. He smiled evilly in his heart but did not show it at all.

But I didn't expect that once I got the lunch box, it was actually quite light.

By mid-afternoon, the news had not yet spread throughout the entire Red Flag Production Team.

Xiaojia squeezed in, and the car had no way to ride backwards. Old Mrs. Fu could only get up from the front seat of the car and was accompanied by a group of people to the Fu family.

"At noon." Zhao Shuhong replied, "When you go to work at noon, you will bring mom back with you."

In order to let Xiaojia see your teeth clearly, Mrs. Fu bares her teeth when she speaks, which looks weird and funny.

But today, Mrs. Fu said nothing, she just climbed out of the car carefully and sat down.

Ruan Yan felt it was a bit of a loss to use that little money to exchange for Mrs. Fu's seven teeth.

Although the mouth is under someone else's body, living in that era, you can control what others say.

The front teeth that had just been filled were as smooth as new, and the same color as my other weathered teeth.

But it's just word of mouth.

Old Mrs. Fu frowned tightly.

Even if it is just for the sake of their family's stable life, Ruan Yan and Pang Yongjing must not have a bad reputation.

But the heavy lunch box in your hand reminds you that you are not hallucinating and that everything is real.

"What if they are not merciful now and refuse to help?" Zhao Shuhong growled.

Ruan Yan took it, thinking that the room should be empty.

If you and Zhao Shuhong had really asked Mrs. Fu about your tooth filling, the direction of public opinion would have changed immediately. If you were to say that you and Pang Yongjing were filial, you would actually hold a grudge against your own blood relatives.

All the way down, Xiaojia's attention was on Mrs. Fu's seven front teeth.

At noon, Pang Yongjing brought Old Mrs. Fu back from the county town. They had just left the production team and became the focus of everyone.

"Bad!" Ruan Yan agreed and watched Zhao Shuhong walk away with the other two lunch boxes.

Listening to Zhao Shuhong's words, Pang Yong felt a little sour in his heart.