Now Liu Mei has been taken back by her family, and the third son's wife has been arrested by the police.

Fu Bingqiang felt that not only his eyes hurt, but his face hurt even more.

At his age, what he cares about most is neither being born into an official family nor dying in hell.

Now that something like this has happened in my family, I'm too afraid to go out and see anyone.

Moreover, what worried him most was whether the news would spread to the town and affect Lao Si's marriage.

Fu Hongye squatted in front of his own father's bed, holding his head in his hands, his face full of resentment.

Thinking about how his future father-in-law and his family might kick him out if they found out his third sister-in-law had been arrested and taken to the police station.

What if we never see Manlian again?

Thinking of this, Fu Hongye even started to resent his parents.

He's already 22 this year. If it weren't for his family being poor and his parents' constant opposition to him marrying into the family, would he still be waiting to marry Manlian?

Fu Bingqiang, unaware of his youngest son's intentions, covered his bruised eye with one hand and said to him, "Go, tell your older brother."

The one who tied the knot must untie it. Let him go and talk to your sister-in-law properly, and persuade Liu Mei to prioritize the bigger picture and let this matter rest.

Upon hearing Fu Bingqiang's words, Fu Hongye stood up abruptly, didn't even glance at his father, and walked out silently.

After relaying Fu Bingqiang's words to Fu Hongmin, he thought for a moment, then went back into the house, picked out a few decent clothes and his own savings, and then quietly left the house and headed towards the town.

After hearing what his fourth brother had told him, Fu Hongmin dared not disobey his father. He could only leave his youngest son in Liu Yaomei's care and go to Liujia Village to find Liu Mei, hoping to persuade her to come back.

Seeing Ning Jing's obedient appearance, Fu Hongxing couldn't help but smile.

He squatted down, split all the bamboo he had cut into strips, and then split them again until he had split strips of the same width.

Bamboo strips that have been cut and split cannot be directly woven into bamboo mats. They must be boiled and then dried before weaving can begin.

"How can you be so capable?"

Ning Jing watched with admiration as Fu Hongxing's fingers flew across the bamboo, transforming each bamboo stalk into a thin, flat strip.

If this were in her world, she could absolutely be a successor to traditional culture, it's all about art, art!

Upon hearing Ning Jing's words, Fu Hongxing, whose lips were already upturned, felt a little unable to suppress his smile.

However, this good mood was completely ruined in the next moment.

"Sister-in-law, I've brought you doors, windows, and cabinets."

Excited voices rang out from outside the door.

Upon hearing the monkey's words, Ning Jing's eyes lit up immediately.

The body that had been crouching beside Fu Hongxing suddenly jumped up and ran towards the door.

Upon opening the courtyard gate, one could see a monkey, his face covered in sweat, pushing a cart with the doors, windows, and cabinets that had been prepared earlier.

He coated the doors, windows, and cabinets with tung oil so that they wouldn't rot immediately if they got wet.

Ning Jing's eyes were filled with monkeys... and the things behind her.

Finally, the doors and windows were installed. Once Fu Hongxing finished making the bamboo mats and laid them on the kang (heated brick bed), they could go to sleep.

She was very excited that she wouldn't have to share a bed with so many people, nor would she have to share a room with Fu Hongxing.

However, Fu Hongxing mistook her appearance for that of a monkey and immediately had another thought in mind.