Chapter 42 Feng 㫅㱕 is delighted

A few days passed like this, and Li Tianci still often found time to visit Song Lai Di.

Seeing that neither of them had any intention of settling the score with her, Qin Siyu gradually paid less attention to them.

It turns out that people should be matched with each other.

I thought that in this life, Song Lai Di's ending would be the same as before.

The two of them now live in the same room without talking to each other, each doing their own thing.

The mail room of a textile factory.

"Director Feng, there's a letter from you, probably from your daughter."

"Oh, thank you, Lao Wang!" Feng Yu took the letter and knew at a glance that it was written by her daughter. There was a mark on it that only the two of them knew.

It must have been written by my daughter Feng Jiaojiao.

I couldn't wait to open the letter. My daughter was pregnant and he was going to be a grandfather!

This realization made Feng Xu ecstatic, as he had become a grandfather.

No, he had to get some nice things for his grandson, yes, cotton cloth, cotton for making quilts, and all kinds of baby things.

Feng Xu picked up the pen on the table and started writing and drawing, so as not to forget anything and write it down.

"Hey, Lao Qian, if you have any extra cloth coupons in your hands, please leave them for me. Oh, and give me your share of the cloth too. I'll pay you back later."

"What are you talking about? If you eat well, your whole family will not be hungry. I need to prepare some for my grandson first."

"Ah, yes, Jiaojiao is pregnant, and I'm going to be a grandfather."

Feng Xu called his friends everywhere.

Then he went to the warehouse and sorted out the fabrics and textiles consumed within the factory, selecting some that his daughter and grandson could use.

After spending almost a month's salary, he was satisfied and stopped.

"Old Feng, you're back. Dinner will be served soon. Nan Nan is also back today. Our family hasn't had dinner together for a long time." Cao Lihua specially asked her daughter to come back.

Because Zhao Nan was about to get married, Cao Lihua wanted Feng Yu to get some cloth and cotton for her daughter Zhao Nan, as well as various textiles that could be used for the wedding.

Feng Yu is the workshop director. Not only does he have various preferential benefits, but he also has a wide network of contacts. It is not difficult for him to get some good things, so the mother and daughter plan to have a thorough discussion with Feng Yu today.

At least my daughter can get married in style and not be laughed at by her in-laws.

"Oh, what are you doing..." Cao Lihua saw Feng Yu carrying a huge package with a bright smile on her face. She said that Feng Yu cared about her and knew that Nan Nan was going to get married and had already made preparations.

He reached out to take the package, but Feng Yu dodged it.

"You!" Cao Lihua was puzzled.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back. What delicious food are you making today? I can smell the fragrance outside." Zhao Nan came back.

"Well, Nannan is back." Feng Xu greeted her and put the things in the house.

"Old Feng, what are you doing..." Cao Lihua suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Zhao Nan also saw the big package in Feng Yu's hand, with a happy look on his face, thinking that this must be prepared for her.

"Thank you, Dad. I don't need so much."

Feng Daquan glanced at the mother and daughter. "This is for Jiaojiao and Nannan. I'll ask your mother to give you a few dollars for their wedding. You can go to the mall and buy whatever you like. The rest of the money is for you to keep in your closet. You can also take the betrothal gift from the Guo family back with you. I, as a stepfather, have fulfilled my responsibilities."

After Feng Yuqi finished speaking, Zhao Nan was stunned, and Cao Lihua's face was full of anger, and her face turned red.

"Feng Daquan, are you going too far?"

"We are both daughters. Why do you give Feng Jiaojiao so much while Nan Nan lives so poorly?" Cao Lihua was unwilling to accept it. She had sent people to the countryside, but her life had become a mess.

"Why? Because Feng Jiaojiao is my daughter, Feng Daquan, who has been pampered for ten years. She is my own child. If I don't love her, who will? You?"

"Ask yourself, have you been kind to everyone? How do you treat your own daughter? How do you treat Jiaojiao? Don't you have any idea? Now you ask me to be kind to everyone. Don't you feel guilty?" Feng Daquan is no longer pampering Cao Lihua.

It’s frustrating to think about it. Why did he make such a stupid mistake in the first place? In the end, his own daughter went to the countryside, while other people’s daughters became city dwellers.

"Dad, Mom, stop arguing. I... I don't want anything anymore, okay? Don't quarrel because of me. I... I'm leaving!" Zhao Nan ran out of the house crying. All the neighbors saw this scene.

"Oh, this isn't the original couple after all. How did they get together? Their life is just a mess!"

"Nannan is a good kid, what's wrong with Old Feng?"

"Humph, who knows the details of this? Anyway, the result is that my own daughter has been sent to the countryside, so it's no wonder that Old Feng is angry."

"Could it be that Feng Jiaojiao is causing trouble again in the countryside?"

There are many different opinions.

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Feng Jiaojiao didn’t know yet that Feng Xu and Cao Lihua had another fight because of her, but she would probably be happy now that she knew.

"Feng Jiaojiao, there's a letter for you. Go to the brigade and collect it." The loudspeaker called Feng Jiaojiao's name.

Feng Jiaojiao wondered if it was An Jianjun or Feng Xu. She only wrote letters to these two people.

"Uncle, I came to get the letter."

"Here, this is your letter. The postman said you have a big package and asked you to pick it up quickly." The captain handed the letter to Feng Jiaojiao.

"Thank you, uncle. Here are some candies for the children." After saying that, he picked up the letter, threw down a handful of candies and left.

The captain looked at the fruit candies on the table, there were more than ten of them, and shook his head helplessly, "This kid, his hands are too loose!"