“When my uncle was young, my grandmother went to work in the fields. When she came back, the stone next to her suddenly became loose for some reason.”
At that time, my uncle used his body to shield my grandmother.
I heard that if my uncle hadn't shielded her with his body, my grandmother might have died.
Fang Jie only heard some of it from Zhu Xiuhua, and he wasn't very clear about the specifics. "From then on, Grandma felt that my uncle had come to repay a debt of gratitude, and she was particularly biased towards him."
In addition, Uncle Fang's health was "not very good" after he was hit by the stone.
Grandma Fang was afraid that her son, who had come to repay her kindness, would die young, so she stopped letting him work in the fields.
Because of her love for her children, Old Mrs. Fang also showed particular favoritism towards Fang Yaojin and Fang Baishuang.
Fang Yan chuckled coldly to herself upon hearing this. No matter the time, there is never a shortage of people with deep scheming minds.
That stone stood there for decades without ever shifting, until one day, at a certain time, just as Old Mrs. Fang was passing by, it suddenly shifted.
And coincidentally, it was Uncle Fang who saved Old Lady Fang.
Even more coincidentally, if that stone had rolled directly onto Old Mrs. Fang, she would have certainly died.
The child rolled onto Uncle Fang's body, and more than ten years have passed since then. Not only is he still alive and kicking, but he has also managed to live like a young master during these difficult times.
Fang Yan would never believe that this wasn't a scheme.
"And what about the maternal grandmother?"
Da Mu is Uncle Fang's wife.
Fang Jie said, "My grandmother and uncle live at home, so someone always needs to take care of them."
That person is Da Mu.
"They say the nanny takes care of their lives, but the chores like washing the floor, doing laundry, and washing dishes—which don't earn them any benefits—are all done by the mother."
As for tasks like cooking, which allowed her to sneak a few bites in the kitchen and were quite lucrative, the eldest nanny naturally monopolized them.
Fang Yan: ...
"So you and your mother are farming ten or twenty acres of land and supporting three Buddha statues?"
Fortunately, Fang Baishuang and Fang Yaojin don't have to go back to the Fang family, otherwise they would have to make offerings to five Bodhisattvas.
Fang Jie moved his lips, his voice barely audible, "Mom absolutely refuses to separate from the family, what can we do?"
He had considered separating from the family and living independently. With his abilities, even if he couldn't provide his mother with a life of great wealth, he could at least make her life easier than it was now.
But her mother absolutely refused to agree.
"Why?" Fang Yan asked curiously.
Fang Jie shook his head. "I don't know."
Just then, Qibei returned with the meat buns.
Fang Yan gave three of them to Fang Jie, one to Qi Bei, and shared one with Xiao Yu Zai.
“I don’t need to eat that much. You and the child can each have one.”
Fang Jie assumed that Fang Yan had saved her and her child's food rations for him, so he immediately pushed the large meat bun back into Fang Yan's hands.
Fang Yan shoved the steamed bun into his hand, saying, "Wait a minute, we still need to eat lunch when we get home. If we each eat a steamed bun, we definitely won't be able to eat lunch."
Little Fish chimed in, "Uncle, you can have some. Little Fish will just have half. We'll go home and eat Mom's delicious cooking."
Seeing this, Fang Jie carefully wrapped up two more buns, saying, "I'll keep two for Mom to eat."
Fang Yan: ...
She could tell that this cheap brother was particularly filial.
"Brother, are you sure Mom will eat it if you bring it back?"
Fang Jie hesitated. He came to the county town to find Fang Yan, and as soon as he entered the door, the old lady would definitely search him.
"Hurry up and eat them while they're hot. As for Mom, as long as she listens to me, I wouldn't skimp on her food, would I?"
Fang Yan quickly ate the meat buns and then started tidying up her stall.
Fang Jie listened to Fang Yan's words and felt that there was something hidden in them, so while eating a bun, he asked her, "Yan Yan, what does Mommy have to do to be considered obedient?"
"We're splitting up." Fang Yan didn't hide anything.
She had no time or energy, so every few days she would run back to her parents' home to support her weak stepmother and her blindly filial stepbrother.
Therefore, the quickest and most convenient way is to separate the family.
Only by severing ties with those three parasites and staying away from them can she, along with her stepmother and stepbrother, live a good life.
Fang Jie was starving. At the Fang family home, he hadn't even had a decent meal, let alone meat, all year round.
If it weren't for the fact that he could occasionally catch a pheasant or two on the mountain, he and his mother would have starved to death long ago.
In recent years, the only time he had a truly satisfying and filling meal was when he went to see Fang Yan last time. Fang Yan cooked him a meal with meat, fish, vegetables, and soup—enough for everyone. He still remembers it vividly.
Today's meat buns weren't as delicious as Fang Yan's cooking, but Fang Jie ate them with great relish.
Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, the meat filling inside is something he can't get at the Fang family's place.
So he didn't even let the soup dripping onto his hands go to waste. "Yan Yan, someone told Grandma and the others that you were the one who sent the black-boned chicken inside. They also said that you're making hundreds of dollars a day, but you're not taking any of it back to support her. If you want to divide the family property now, Grandma probably won't agree."
Putting aside whether my mother agrees or not, even Grandma Fang and Uncle Fang wouldn't agree.
"It's okay, let's persuade Mom to agree to separate the family first. Once Mom agrees, we'll find a way to solve the rest."
What Fang Yan couldn't understand was what Zhu Xiuhua was thinking.
As long as she lived a decent life in the Fang family, Fang Yan wouldn't try to persuade her to separate from the family.
It's really strange that she and her son, who have been bullied to such an extent, still stubbornly cling to that dilapidated home.
Perhaps it's because my younger sister is doing business?
Fang Jie felt that his younger sister was much smarter and more capable than before, and he, as her older brother, could hardly keep up with her.
"Then let's go back and persuade Mom first."
Fang Jie dreamed of separating himself from the Fang family, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to persuade his mother.
His mother cries whenever he mentions it, and he's at his wit's end.
Fang Yan didn't respond to him. Just then, early spring arrived. When she saw Fang Jie, she was a little shy. Looking at Fang Yan, she said, "Third Aunt, the pork has all been bought."
“In early spring, this is my brother. He injured his foot, and I need to take him to the hospital. Today, you go with the oxcart and deliver the pork back. Here are the keys. Please help clean the pig intestines. I'll be back later.”
"OK."
Chu Chun was shy and introverted. After taking the keys, she didn't even dare to look at Fang Jie again before turning around and running away.
Fang Jie, however, frowned and stared in the direction she left, asking Fang Yan, "Aren't you afraid she'll steal your things if you just hand over your house keys like that?"
"I'm not afraid."
Fang Yan trusted Chu Chun and Chu Xia, and besides, all the valuables were stored in the kitchen, so there was nothing to steal from the house.
Fang Jie felt that Fang Yan was too careless. "It's better to be careful. Who knows what they might be up to?"
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