"Besides being connected to Miao Fengying, who else could it be?"
Huang Xiaomin spoke first, making sarcastic remarks, and then slammed the aluminum lunchbox that Huang Xiaofu had hidden onto the table with a thud.
"Look, this is his lunchbox, it's empty and makes a clinking sound."
Huang Xiaofu snatched the lunchbox away, squinted his eyes and smiled, "The third son is such a big man, yet he's still naughty. This is what I ate after I finished."
"Wow, Second Brother, you have a big appetite. After eating, you still have room for the family's food."
Li Jin'e patted Huang Xiaomin's hand and made a sarcastic remark, neither too harsh nor too mild.
Huang Xiaofu glanced at the bowls and plates on the table, his face turned red, and he stammered for a long time, unable to speak.
Huang Mancang slammed his hand on the table. "What about the ten yuan I fought so hard with your mother to get back last time?"
He didn't ask Huang Xiaofu why he was starving like this, whether he had saved his own food rations to give to the girl's family. He only focused on one thing: the money he had demanded back last time.
"I...I've spent it all."
"You've spent it all?" Huang Mancang was so angry his nose almost twisted. "You're a grown man, you live and eat at the factory, you don't buy clothes or shoes, and you say you've spent it all!"
Li Jin'e was about to retort when Huang Xiaomin grabbed her and rushed ahead, saying, "Last time I saw my brother buy a Dacron shirt for Miao Fengying at the supply and marketing cooperative. It cost a full eight yuan!"
Eight pieces!?
Huang Mancang's tone became much sharper. One piece of clothing had cost him more than half a month's salary!
That's really great!
Huang Xiaoguo glanced at Huang Xiaofu, who was practically burying his head in his crotch, with a strange look in his eyes. He hadn't realized Huang Xiaofu was so willing to spend money on women.
"say!"
Huang Xiaofu looked up and stammered, "Fengying is a good girl, I was the one who wanted to buy it for her."
"Are you trying to die?! Or are you going to take the initiative?"
"Did she agree to date you?"
Huang Xiaofu was taken aback. "No...not yet."
Huang Mancang's head was buzzing all day, he couldn't calm down. Damn it, how did he give birth to such an idiot? The girl hadn't even agreed to date him, but he was already rushing to spend all his money on her.
Before the buzzing in his head had subsided, Huang Xiaofu's words, tinged with concern, rang in his ears again.
"Besides, Fengying has a hard time at home. Her mother treats her badly and often beats her. If I help her, I can also make her suffer less."
"fart!"
Huang Mancang roared angrily, and this time, without Wu Laotai having to lift a finger, he rushed over and slapped her several times in anger.
"You little brat! Don't you care about your father and your mother at all!"
"Ah, Dad, Dad, stop hitting me."
Huang Xiaofu dodged left and right, but couldn't resist any longer and opened the door to run out. Before running away, he didn't forget to take his lunchbox with him.
Seeing this, Huang Mancang was furious again. He picked up the shoes he had lost and threw them outside, yelling, "What a piece of trash!"
Grandma Wu calmly withdrew her gaze. Huang Mancang's anger was completely unnecessary for her. This second son was now completely possessed and wouldn't listen to anything she said.
In situations like this, they won't turn back until they hit a brick wall.
Huang Mancang caught his breath and thought for a moment. Just as he was about to say something to his third brother, Old Lady Wu stopped him, saying, "Don't worry about him. He'll know to turn back when he hits a wall. What's the use of worrying about him now?"
Huang Xiaofu, whose house was turned upside down, patted his round belly after running out of the hospital and turned to walk towards the Miao family.
"Fengying! Fengying!"
Huang Xiaofu called out a few times into the courtyard, and a beautiful figure emerged. Huang Xiaofu's eyes lit up, and he walked over in a few steps.
"Fengying, wait for me..."
Miao Fengying interrupted impatiently, "Huang Xiaofu, are you sick?! What are you howling about in the middle of the night?!"
When Huang Xiaofu first saw Miao Fengying, his eyes were filled with disgust, as if she were some kind of nasty creature.
"Feng...Fengying, what's wrong? Did your mother hit you again?"
Huang Xiaofu hurriedly grabbed her arm and was about to roll up his sleeve to take a look, but Miao Fengying pulled it back, saying, "What does this have to do with you! From now on, you are not allowed to bother me again!"
After saying that, he turned around and closed the door, leaving Huang Xiaofu standing there dumbfounded.
They were fine when we met this afternoon, how did this happen so suddenly?
In the blink of an eye, Huang Xiaofu realized that this must be her mother secretly forcing her to break off all contact with her.
With a determined look at the tightly closed door, he made up his mind: Fengying, I will definitely try my best to get you out of this hellhole as soon as possible.
As soon as Miao Fengying returned home, her mother turned her head and spat out a melon seed shell, looking at Miao Fengying with a half-smile.
"What? Kid, you've decided to give up?"
Miao Fengying brushed off imaginary dust from her arm with disgust. "He's a penniless wretch. His family is drowning in debt. If I decide to marry him, I can already see how miserable my future will be."
Miao's mother, however, thought differently. "But I can tell that the boy is genuinely good to you. He'll borrow money to buy you whatever you want."
"Pshaw! Sincerity? What's sincerity worth? Without money, it's all for nothing!"
"Hiss, so you've taken a fancy to that short, stout guy from the Qiao family?"
Miao Fengying's eyes flashed with disdain. "Now it seems that Qiao Zhenjun is the most suitable. He has three older sisters and is the only son. Both of his parents are factory workers."
"She'll definitely be a good match after I marry into that family."
Besides, Qiao Zhenjun bought her a Plum Blossom watch today, which cost a full 120 yuan, making the difference immediately apparent.
And look at the polyester shirt she's wearing, it's practically a rag!
Miao's mother pursed her lips. In her opinion, this was similar to Huang Xiaofu's family, and she was much better looking than Qiao Aigua.
However, she couldn't be bothered to say that to Miao Fengying. As long as she could bring money home in the future, she didn't care who she went to or how well she was doing.
Miao's mother waved her hand, spat out a pile of melon seed shells, and told Miao Fengying to clean them up.
Miao Fengying glanced at the table, her face darkening. Qiao Zhenjun had given her a full two jin of roasted melon seeds today, and now there was only a little left.
They really didn't leave her a single bit.
She wouldn't have put up with this humiliation if it weren't for the fact that her mother had to cooperate with her in front of those stinky men.
To outsiders, Miao's mother was a feudal woman who favored sons over daughters and didn't treat her own daughter, Miao Fengying, as a human being. Miao Fengying was the only daughter who managed everything at home and outside.
Miao's father died early, leaving behind an orphan and a widow. Even if Miao Fengying acted somewhat improperly, in the eyes of outsiders, it was all forced upon her by her mother.
Miao's mother bore all the bad reputation, so naturally all these trivial matters were left to her.
"Also, go buy five meat buns for your younger brother tomorrow to help him recover."
Miao's mother's voice came from the inner room. Miao Fengying's lips curled into a disdainful laugh. Buy? That sounds nice, but she's still telling her to ask a man for it!
Miao Fengying's eyes darted around. She knew she couldn't ask Qiao Zhenjun for such trivial matters as food, otherwise it would be beneath her dignity.
It seems I was a bit too hasty today; I shouldn't have broken ties with Huang Xiaofu so early.
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