Good man Lu Ting felt very distressed when he saw his wife's pale face.
"Xixi, thank you for your hard work. We won't have any more children in the future. One is enough."
Ying Xixi, who was in great spirits and could get out of bed and go dancing right away, said: "???"
"No, one isn't enough! I want more! I want twins, a boy and a girl, and more!"
Lu Ting opened his mouth, speechless for a moment.
He didn't have a throne to inherit, so he didn't need to have so many children.
In the end, all the words he said turned into a doting smile, "Okay, as long as Xixi is happy."
The news that Ying Xixi gave birth to a big fat son soon spread throughout Taohua Village.
Some people said good things, while others said bad things.
When Fang's mother and son heard about this, they were angry and regretful, but there was nothing they could do.
All Fang's mother can do now is to serve Old Man Wang well at the Wang family and take good care of her son when he is at the Fang family.
Fang Zhiqiang now only has his left hand intact, his two legs and right hand are disabled.
I am completely unable to take care of myself.
Every day, apart from looking forward to his mother coming to see him and bring him food, he would think about the past days.
The more I think about it, the more regretful I feel, the sadder I feel, and the more sorry I feel towards Ying Xixi.
Fang Zhiqiang thought that this was how his life would end.
But soon, his mother stopped bringing him food.
Fang Zhiqiang starved to death at home.
Or maybe it was because his decomposing body emitted a foul odor that was smelled by the neighbors next door.
The village chief led everyone to kick the door open and found that Fang Zhiqiang had starved to death.
Everyone knows that Fang's mother comes to bring food to Fang Zhiqiang every day.
But Fang Zhiqiang had already starved to death, so it seemed that there was a problem with Fang's mother.
The village chief then took people to Wangjia Village, wanting to see how Fang's mother was doing, and also happened to tell Fang's mother about Fang Zhiqiang.
But this time, everyone went there and found nothing.
There was no one at Old Man Wang's house, but they still learned what happened to the Wang family from other people in the village.
It turned out that Old Man Wang loved drinking and gambling. He had lost many times in gambling some time ago and lost all the money he had saved in his life.
He even borrowed money from the gambling house to continue gambling, but still lost.
Old man Wang couldn't pay back the money he owed to the gambling house, and he was also afraid that he would be like Fang Zhiqiang, who had his tendons in his hands and feet cut because he owed money to the gambling house.
So he set his sights on Fang's mother.
After all, Fang's mother was the one he had married at the cost of three hundred taels of silver.
Now that he is short of money, is it not too much to ask his wife's family to borrow a betrothal gift to tide him over the difficulties?
Old Man Wang told Fang's mother about this and asked her to go back and ask Fang Zhiqiang to return the three hundred taels of silver.
But how could Fang's mother dare to ask her son for money again?
Even now, Wang Cuihua, the conflict between mother and son, is dead.
The previous incident still left a shadow on Fang's mother, and she didn't dare to mention the money to Fang Zhiqiang again.
They were afraid that the mother-son relationship, which had finally eased, would become tense again because of the money.
So Fang's mother agreed to Old Man Wang on the surface, but secretly never mentioned the money to Fang Zhiqiang.
When Old Man Wang saw that Fang's mother couldn't find the money, he simply took Fang's mother away and sold her to pay off his debts.
But Fang's mother was old and not worth much, and Old Man Wang was also suppressed by the people in the gambling house.
The two of them haven't returned to Wangjia Village for almost a month.
If nothing unexpected happens, they may never come back in this life.
After hearing about these things, the village chief and villagers of Taohua Village all went back with mixed emotions.
Fang Zhiqiang had no one to collect his body, so the village chief took people to bury him and erected a tombstone.
Although it's a bit sloppy, it's still very nice.
After Ying Xixi heard about the Fang family, she clearly felt that the last bit of depression left in the original owner's body had completely disappeared.
Wang Cuihua was drowned in a pig cage, Fang Zhiqiang was starved to death, and Fang's mother was sold and her life or death is unknown.
This is the ending the original owner wanted, and it is also the ending that the original owner is satisfied with.
Ying Xixi stretched lazily and felt much more relaxed.
"Mom, mom, hug me~"
A sweet and heart-melting little voice sounded. Ying Xixi turned her head and saw her chubby son, who was a little over one year old, running towards her happily.
Lu Ting followed his fat son leisurely with his hands behind his back, and he didn't seem to be worried at all that his son might accidentally fall on the road.
"Come here, mother, and walk slowly. Don't be in a hurry."
Ying Xixi clapped her hands and smiled tenderly at her son.
The fat son threw himself into his mother's soft and sweet arms, extremely happy, calling "Mom" in his baby voice over and over again.
The heartwarming scene between mother and son made Lu Ting extremely envious.
He also came close to Ying Xixi to compete for her favor.
"Wife, the child is already so old, there is no need to spoil him so much. He is a man, how can a man like to act like a spoiled child with his mother so much?
Let him have fun on his own."
As Lu Ting spoke, he grabbed the back of his fat son's collar with his big hand, trying to carry the little guy away.
Ying Xixi glared at him and hugged her fat son tighter.
"What do you mean the child is already this big? My dear is only a little over one year old, still a baby!"
"Yes! Guaiguai is a baby! Daddy is bad!"
His full name is Lu Xinli, and his nickname is the good-natured little ball, who complained in a baby voice about his bad father.
Lu Ting gritted his teeth and glared at Naitianzi, who, not to be outdone, puffed out his chubby cheeks and glared at his bad father.
Ying Xixi held her forehead and separated the father and son.
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