"What should I do?"
Boss Feng thought for a moment and said, "Well, go find out if they've remarried. If not, why would Lu Lan take Feng Feng's money?"
Old Mrs. Qian nodded and said, "I am his mother, and he has no son. All his money should belong to me and should be given to me."
"That's right. By the way, let me ask him how much he makes per month as a driver."
Old Mrs. Qian rushed to Mr. Feng's house to inquire about their marriage situation. Mr. Feng didn't tell her, but just said, "How should I know? I'm not the captain anymore."
"Then I'll go ask the captain."
"It's no use asking. They only need to report to the brigade for the first marriage, not for the remarriage. They remarried secretly and no one knew about it."
"Ah? Is this possible?"
"Well, if you want to know, why don't you just ask?"
You can ask directly, but I will come to you.
Finally, Mrs. Qian left in despair.
But she also figured it out. The point was not whether they remarried or not, but that her son was a loser.
As long as he is in charge of the family, the money will fall into his hands whether he remarries or not.
If he didn't care about the money, all four of his pockets would be taken equally by that woman Lu Lan, and it wouldn't matter whether he remarried or not.
In the evening, Old Mrs. Qian saw Fengfeng going to fetch water and followed him.
"Fengfeng, you left after the summer vacation. You haven't come this summer. Mom has aged a lot."
Feng Feng said calmly: "I think you are still quite energetic."
"Oh, what's the point of being energetic? I have backache or leg pain every day, but I just endure it."
"Why do you have to endure it? Why don't you tell your brother?"
Old Mrs. Qian choked and said, "It's not easy for him either. If he says so, he's just worrying for nothing."
"It's not easy for me either, why do you want to follow me?"
Old Mrs. Qian choked again. What’s going on? Why is he speaking in such a sarcastic tone now?
"Your sister-in-law gave birth to another son."
"Well, I'll give her two bags of brown sugar."
Old Mrs. Qian: “…”
"It's not easy for them to raise four children."
Feng Feng, "My nephew is in the army and he still sends me money every month."
"That's still three. The pressure is too great. We can't afford to support them."
"Why do you need it if you can't afford it?"
"You..." Old Mrs. Qian said angrily, "How can you talk like that? What else can you do if you have a baby? You can't throw away your own flesh and blood."
Feng Feng said nothing more and threw the bucket into the well.
"I thought about it. You can't live without a son. No one will take care of you in your old age. Since you don't like Xiaobing, then we won't adopt Xiaobing. You can adopt your sister-in-law's current son. He is only a few months old and can't remember much. You can say he is your and Lu Lan's son. Your eldest brother and sister-in-law haven't been named yet. It's up to you to choose them."
Feng Feng put one bucket of water aside and threw the other bucket into the well.
He raised his head and sneered in his heart, "Mom, is this your purpose?"
"What?"
"You still haven't given up on letting me raise a son for the boss?"
"This...what are you saying? Mom is doing this for your own good. If you don't have a son, who will take care of you in your old age?"
"Oh, the son takes care of you in your old age?" Feng Feng smiled bitterly. "I've been here for a while and heard a lot of conversations in the village. I heard that Feng Mian's grandparents are now the envy of the whole village. They have the best food, clothing, and daily necessities in the village. Do they rely on their son?"
Old Mrs. Qian choked.
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