Chapter 15 What’s the serious illness?
Fengmian cut some papaya and put it in, stewed it for a while, then added milk, and a bowl of milk-stewed white fungus and papaya soup was ready.
She was drinking when she heard Feng Feng and Lu Lan arguing next door.
The sound of banging pots and pans and frying pans was very loud, and it sounded like something was going on about pork.
These two are really something, I don’t know what to say.
Feng Feng listens to his mother in everything. He has no son and wants his nephew to take care of him in his old age. All the good things he has are taken away by his mother.
If you say he is a bad person, he is actually quite nice to his wife and children.
I heard that Sister Lan was suffering from severe morning sickness back then, and she kept talking about how her parents once gave her a strawberry when they were still alive, and how delicious it tasted.
After hearing this, Feng Feng actually stole dozens of kilograms of food in the middle of the night and sold it, and exchanged it for two kilograms of strawberries for her.
Later, he was beaten half to death by his parents-in-law. He knelt at the door for a whole day and night, and refused to mention Lu Lan at all.
That's good, Lu Lan will remember it for the rest of her life, loving and hating him at the same time.
He even stole things from home and gave them to his mother. He knew he was letting his wife and children down, so he rushed to do all the housework.
It was both a token of apology and a token of compensation.
In order to allow his wife and children to eat more, he only drank rice water.
Once I drank rice water for three consecutive days and almost starved to death.
When Lu Lan saw him delivering the things to the old lady, she hated him so much, but when she saw him faint from hunger, she felt sorry for him.
What a contradiction.
Listening to their love-hate stories, Feng Mian really didn't understand what was wrong with Second Brother Feng.
He stole it from somewhere, it wasn't for himself.
He either makes his parents angry to death or his wife angry to death. Is there something wrong with his brain?
After a while, there was an urgent knock on the door of Fengmian's house.
Feng Mian hurried out and saw Feng Rongrong struggling to carry a piece of meat. He hurriedly said, "Aunt, my mother asked me to hide the meat at your house, otherwise my father would steal it."
ah?
Feng Mian took the meat in a daze. It was quite heavy, at least more than ten pounds.
"Are your parents okay?"
"It's okay. When my mom saw my dad coming back, she asked me to take the meat out the back door and hide it in the haystack. He didn't find the meat, so he had a quarrel with my mom and left. I waited until he left before I came out of the haystack."
Feng Mian felt pity for her when he saw her skinny face.
Feng Feng is really out of his mind.
"Rongrong, come to my room. I'll give you something delicious."
Feng Mian made a lot of milk-stewed white fungus and papaya soup, which was too much for one person to finish, so she scooped out half of it and gave it to Feng Rongrong.
Feng Rongrong had never tasted anything so delicious before. She drank it all in one gulp and even wanted to lick the bowl.
"Aunt, what is this?"
"Tremella, melon, and milk."
"Milk?" Feng Rongrong's eyes sparkled again. "Did you go to the cowshed in the production team to milk it?"
ah?
this……
"Be careful, the horns can butt you."
Feng Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I won't dare to do that again. Don't tell anyone."
"Don't worry, I won't tell."
Feng Rongrong was here with her, and after a while, Lu Lan came over.
Wiping away tears, she said, "If I had a family, I would never be bullied like this."
Looking at her red and swollen eyes, Feng Mian didn't know how to persuade her.
If it had been a few years later, she would probably have advised her to divorce.
But people at this time will not divorce no matter how much injustice they suffer.
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