Upon hearing her eldest daughter's words, Liu Mei glanced down at her youngest son's lower body and, sure enough, found a wet puddle.
Fu Jianhua was already sitting on the bed, and now that he had urinated, he soaked a large area of the thin mattress.
Upon seeing this, Liu Mei couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows. Without saying a word, she grabbed Fu Jianhua and started beating his buttocks.
"You bastard, you're such a grown man, and you still wet the bed?"
It's so cold, are you trying to freeze your mother to death?
Fu Jianhua was in so much pain from being pinched by Fu Dahua that he cried out. He was also holding back half of his urine because of the intimidation.
Now that he'd been beaten up again, the last bit of urine was dripping down his trouser leg.
Upon seeing this, Liu Mei closed her eyes, patted Fu Jianhua's arm, and started howling loudly.
"My son, what are we going to do? It's all that old hag's fault! If she hadn't been so biased, you wouldn't have ended up like this!"
Fu Dahua disgustedly picked up the mattress from the bed and threw it at Fu Xiaohua.
"Go, hurry up and wash it."
Hearing Fu Dahua's words, Liu Mei, who was crying, suddenly stood up, snatched the quilt that had been thrown at Fu Xiaohua, glared at her and scolded, "What are you washing? If the cotton gets wet, it won't be warm anymore. Go, pry out the charcoal from under the stove in the kitchen and put it in the brazier, then bring a bamboo basket over it and dry this wet place."
Upon hearing this, Fu Dahua's face scrunched up.
He said with disgust, "Mom, even if we dry it like this, the mattress will still smell of urine. How am I supposed to sleep?"
Liu Mei rolled her eyes when she heard this.
"Sleep or not, it's up to you. If you don't want to sleep, go grab a bundle of straw and sleep on it."
After saying that, he turned around and helped Fu Jianhua take off his wet pants, cursing as he did so.
Fu Dahua was speechless after Liu Mei's words. If it were before the snow, you could say that the straw could be used to spread out, but now that it has snowed, the straw is damp!
Even if you take it to be used as a nesting mat for chickens and ducks, they won't like to squat on it, let alone use it for human sleeping.
Thinking of this, Fu Dahua felt a surge of irritation, and she increasingly wanted to get rid of this annoying home.
However, the thought that Tan Qingshan didn't like her, coupled with her family's circumstances, made Fu Dahua feel like everything was going to turn out badly.
Now, all she hopes is that the seed she planted for Tan Xiaohuan will sprout and grow.
In that case, she might still have a glimmer of hope.
When the news spread that the Tan family was going to split up, many people in the village were shocked.
Even Ning Jing didn't expect that, although she had no dealings with the Tan family, Tan Qingzhou and Tan Qinghe had once delivered grain to them.
That build clearly indicated a strong and capable laborer; even Tan Qingshan, who worked in the coal mine, possessed considerable strength.
If the three sons were separated, the village chief, though not very old, would certainly not be as strong as a young man, and most families would not be willing to do so.
When Fu Hongxing returned home, Ning Jing mentioned the matter to him.
He smiled and said, "Uncle Tan is a smart man. Although Tan Qingshan is not married yet, he has a job."
There must be quite a few good girls who want to marry him.
As for Tan Xiaohuan, getting married is just a matter of adding some dowry.
Even if the brothers and sisters-in-law were unwilling after the family divided their property, they would still be willing to contribute this small amount of dowry.
Uncle Tan and his wife aren't without foresight; they'll definitely help their youngest daughter keep some dowry, so she won't suffer any losses.
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