Chapter 11 Grandma
Chapter 11 Grandma
Seeing their daughter confidently comforting them, Fang's parents finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were originally worried that their daughter would be upset, and since their daughter didn't care, they had nothing to be angry about.
"It's good that you understand. However, this marriage contract was verbally agreed upon by your grandfather and the old man of the Liu family. I'm afraid your grandmother will come back and make a fuss about this matter..."
Fang Qing frowned slightly. How could she have forgotten this? Grandpa passed away a few years ago, and grandma has been living in her uncle's house, which is closer to grandpa's grave. She has not returned to the old house in recent years.
Now that the marriage that Grandpa had arranged was broken, and Grandma was a submissive person, she would probably be furious...
Fang Qing thought all night about how to explain if her grandmother knew about this. But before she could figure it out, her grandmother came back early the next morning accompanied by her aunt and her family!
My brother went to open the door with his hair messy, and was scolded by grandma as soon as he entered the door. Then, he went straight to the living room, sat on the main seat with a cane, and waited for the people from the second branch of the Fang family to arrive.
"Look at what time it is now? You are all still sleeping with your blankets covered! Humph! If it were in the past, you would have starved to death if you were so lazy!"
Although Fang Qing had packed up, she didn't have time to comb her hair or wash her face. She saw the clock on the wall showing half past six, and silently looked away, lamenting in her heart that the elderly got up so early.
Grandma talked about all the problems in the family and finally felt thirsty. Fang Qing immediately brewed a cup of jasmine tea and served it to her respectfully.
"Grandma, have a drink of water and take a break. Are you tired? Let me rub your shoulders for you."
The old lady squinted her eyes and looked at her granddaughter in front of her for a long time before she nodded, took a sip of tea, and closed her eyes to rest.
Everyone in the living room, young and old, stood quietly until Fang Qing finished massaging and the old lady finally calmed down. Only then did she let the second family clean up the house.
Seeing this, the aunt who had been standing behind him darkened her eyes, raised the corner of her mouth, walked forward, took Fang Qing's hand and began to comfort him.
"What a fool you are! How come you didn't tell your aunt about such a big thing? You are a girl, and you encounter such a thing... Oh! What are you going to do in the future..."
Hearing this, the old lady sitting next to him immediately changed her expression, "What happened to Qing girl? Is there something else besides the Sun family breaking off the engagement that I don't know about? Decai, Chunxia, both of you come out!"
Looking at the smiling face of her aunt, Fang Qing's heart sank: She knew that this aunt would not be so quiet! She had always wondered why grandma didn't tell her about this, it turned out that she was waiting for her here! You are really my good aunt!
"Grandma, something did happen recently, but I thought my aunt had told you everything. Now it seems that my aunt only has a vague understanding of the whole thing. In fact, the whole thing was deliberately distorted by someone with ulterior motives. This is what happened..."
Fang Qing briefly explained the whole thing and mentioned the Sun family at the end, "Maybe they heard these rumors and felt that I didn't meet their Sun family's requirements, so they proposed to cancel the engagement. However, I think it's a good thing."
The old lady snorted, her hand holding the cane full of blue veins, "Good news? Silly child, the girl's engagement was broken off, you will have to bear this stigma for the rest of your life!"
Fang Qing squatted down and leaned on grandma's knees, as gentle as a kitten, "Grandma, I know you are angry with me, but the Sun family is so quick to believe everything they hear. They are so eager to get rid of me, which shows the character of their family. Even if I marry them in the future, I may not be able to live a good life. When grandpa was alive, he often told me that the most important thing for a person is character. If you don't have a good character, it doesn't matter how good you are. Grandma, what do you think?"
Perhaps it was because of the mention of grandpa's homework that grandma was silent for a long time. Looking at her granddaughter with bright eyes on her knees, she finally softened her heart and raised her hand to rub her granddaughter's hair. "When your grandpa was alive, he loved you the most. If he knew that you were wronged, he would definitely feel bad..."
Fang Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. Grandma said this, so she was no longer angry. She stood up and rubbed her shoulders and acted like a spoiled child, finally getting the old lady to stop caring.
It just so happened that Fang's mother had already prepared breakfast. As it was a rare occasion for the family to get together for a meal, the old lady no longer mentioned these unhappy things. She ate with her granddaughter and then let her aunt help her go back.
Before leaving, the old lady took Fang Qingshen's hand and said something mysteriously, then she got on a shabby tricycle and disappeared at the end of the alley.
Fang Ming walked over curiously and bumped into his sister, "Sister, what did grandma just say to you?"
Fang Qing looked up at the blue sky and smiled, "Grandma said she would definitely help me get revenge."
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The matter finally came to an end, and the Fang family felt that the dark cloud that had been weighing on their hearts had also dissipated. Fang's father was so happy that he asked his son to get two taels of wine and cook a few delicious dishes to liven up the house and get rid of the bad luck.
Fang's mother also wanted to make some food to thank the Wen family for their help. In the principal's office, if Director Wen hadn't testified, it would take who knows how long the dispute with those parents would last, and her daughter would definitely be wronged in school.
There was nothing good to give as gifts these days, so making some food and sending it over would be a better way to show your love. So Fang's mother prepared the ingredients overnight, and started the fire early the next morning to fry a large pot of meatballs and spring rolls, and asked Fang Qing to deliver them to the Wen brothers and sisters while they were still hot.
Fang Ming rode his bicycle, dropped his sister off, and headed straight for the factory. Fang Qing turned around, straightened his clothes, and gently knocked on the door.
Wen Ning opened the door and saw Fang Qing, whose face was red from the cold, and quickly let someone in.
"Looking for Wen Ling? She hasn't woken up yet. Please go inside and wait for a moment. I'll go call her."
Fang Qing hurriedly called him and raised the lunch box in his hand, "Don't call her, I'll put down the things and leave. These are the meatballs and spring rolls made by my mother, I'll send some over for you to try..."
Wen Ning paused, glanced at the lunch box in Fang Qing's hand, smiled slightly and took it, "I'm sorry to have cost you money, auntie."
Seeing that the other party did not despise him, Fang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave. Wen Ling in the house heard the voice and ran out with her hair as messy as a bird's nest. She pulled her and said that she would take her to a fun place today, and begged Fang Qing to help her braid her hair.
Wen Ning watched Fang Qing gently combing her sister's hair, and felt that the girl in the morning light was like a painting, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted. It was not until the two left that Wen Ning realized that he had lost his composure, but then he was calm again, thinking that he was just appreciating beauty and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Then he saw the lunch box wrapped in a blue handkerchief on the table. He opened the lid and ate a meatball. The aroma of meat in his mouth was amazing. Wen Ning's usually calm face finally showed a hint of satisfaction.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he took out his lunch box, picked out some, and then smiled with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)
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