Chapter 80 Going Home to Eat Dumplings

Wu Jianping knew how domineering Hu Xianglian was.

He must have said something very unpleasant to Fuzi yesterday, so she quit the textile factory today. She

also said that she did everything for his good, but she was clearly treating him like a fool.

Thinking of this, Wu Jianping said angrily: "You always urge me to find a partner, and when I really like someone, you only want to break up. Forget it, I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life and will never marry again. Mom, don't even think about having grandchildren. Wait for the Wu family to die out."

Wu Jianping has been with his mother for more than 20 years, so he naturally knows how to control her.

Hu Xianglian was so angry that her son turned from a good boy into a firecracker that would catch fire at any time, but she could only be patient and coax him.

"Calm down, it's mom's fault. I shouldn't have offended her yesterday, but what's the matter with the person who came to see you today?"

Wu Jianping was like a possessed person. She refused to listen to Hu Xianglian and struggled to rush out.

Hu Xianglian was an elderly middle-aged woman. How could she resist the strength of a strong young man? She

was accidentally knocked to the ground and could only cry and slap her thighs, "Jianping, mom is doing this for your own good. She is just a country girl. Are you really going to give up your family for her now?"

Wu Jianping panted heavily, his face flushed with anger.

"Since you dislike Fuzi, then I don't want to live in the house anymore. I want to move out!"

These words were like a knife, piercing Hu Xianglian's heart, causing her to cry loudly.

"You little ungrateful bastard, if you want to move out for a woman, you might as well just hope that mom dies!"

Wu Jianping was not angry about his mother's picky attitude towards Ruan Fu, but Hu Xianglian's saying one thing to his face and another behind his back, deceiving him like a three-year-old child.

In addition, the man who came to his house today further stimulated him, so he went crazy at home.

At this time, looking at Hu Xianglian who was crying and shouting, he also felt a little soft-hearted.

"Mom, the ground is cold, you get up and talk first."

Hu Xianglian knew her son's temper and quickly played the emotional card again.

"Jianping, isn't mom good enough to you? You are not lacking in food, clothing, and money, but in the end, in your heart, you are not as good as a country girl? You are making trouble with me like this, do you still have a conscience?"

Wu Jianping was unable to raise his head because of what she said.

Although his family was not wealthy, Hu Xianglian treated him well financially.

He did not have to study hard to get a job as a purchaser in a textile factory, a job that no one could hope for.

Even after he started working, Hu Xianglian felt sorry for her son and gave him some allowances from time to time, so he never lacked money. He

could buy shirts and leather shoes that cost a few hundred yuan in the mall.

Now if he had a quarrel with his family, he would have no money at all and would not be able to survive for a few days if he really moved out.

Thinking of this, Wu Jianping suddenly became depressed, but he still spoke toughly.

"Anyway, I'll put it here. If you cause trouble to Fuzi next time, I'll move out of the house immediately."

This threat didn't sound very powerful.

Hu Xianglian nodded repeatedly to make her son happy, "Don't be angry. Mom promises you that I won't bother her again."

She could do whatever she wanted to hurt others outside, but could she mess with her own son at home? She could only coax him.

Although she said so.

When Wu Jianping fell asleep from exhaustion, Hu Xianglian's face immediately darkened.

The husbands next to them all saw the clues, "You have no reason, what are you thinking about?"

Hu Xianglian gritted her teeth: "Old Wu, no, I can't get over this today."

"What can't I get over?" Wu's father also knew the general situation. He felt that his wife was making a fuss. "Jianping just said that he would no longer have any contact with that girl. Do you still keep it in your heart?"

"I'm so old, no one can make me so angry. That country bumpkin must be so proud today. If I can't deal with her, I will live a depressed life." Hu Xianglian made such a harsh statement that even her back teeth were almost loosened.

Father Wu said nothing, only saying: "Let's talk about it after the storm has passed. Now your son is obsessed with that village girl. If you go there now, you will be in trouble."

Women tend to be short-sighted and lose their minds easily.

After a while, Wu Jianping's attention will not be on this. It will not be too late to deal with it then. The other party is a village girl with no power and influence, but she was easily controlled by the Wu family.

On the other side, Qin Fangxin came out of the textile factory with a happy face.

He was very happy to make those two people suffer and to vent his anger for Afu.

If this mother and son dare to make trouble again, he will never let them go no matter how much it costs.

At the hospital, Ruan Fu was worried about Sang Ye and felt a little restless. She just stood on tiptoe at the door and waited.

After waiting for a long time, the familiar jeep drove over and she hurried over.

The door opened and Qin Fang got out of the car with a smile and handed over a stack of banknotes.

"Count it, thirty yuan, not a penny less. Don't worry, I got it all."

Ruan Fu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly, "Are you tired? Sit down and have a rest first. I'll go buy some meat and go home to make dumplings later."

"Afu..."

Just after taking a step, the person behind her suddenly called her. Qin Fang's expression was like a child who had done something bad, a little nervous.

"I just couldn't help it and gave those two guys a lesson at the textile factory. You won't blame me, will you?"

Ruan Fu's expression was a little surprised, but she was relieved after a second.

She understood Qin Fang's temper.

Men are hot-tempered, and it would be difficult for him to swallow his anger. It was good that he let it out, at least Hu Xianglian got mad and wouldn't dare to make trouble again for the time being.

She smiled indifferently: "Anyway, we won't have any contact in the future, so whatever."

"That's good," Qin Fang was still a little nervous when he came just now, afraid that Afu would blame him for taking the initiative.

Now hearing her say this, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he changed to a playful smile.

"Afu, I want to eat dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut today. Can you make them for me?"

How come this person is like a child, and even acting coquettishly.

Ruan Fu smiled and replied, "This is not difficult. We have sauerkraut at home. I'll go buy some meat. Wait for me."

After that, she trotted to the street.

Meat these days is generally purchased by ticket, but there are always some farmers who bring their own meat out to sell.

This kind of meat does not require food tickets, but the price will be higher.

Ruan Fu passed by a stall selling mutton and thought it looked good, so she simply bought a piece of mutton chop to stew soup.

Sheep these days are all raised in the wild and have never been fed with feed. They are very fragrant if they are stewed casually, and they taste fat but not greasy.

Then I went to buy a piece of pork belly, which is the most delicious when used to make pickled cabbage dumplings.

Just after paying, I turned around and saw Chen Qiang looking around on the other side of the road.

Ruan Fu was surprised and hurriedly called out: "Uncle, why are you here?"