Mr. Fang was already accustomed to his beloved wife's unreasonable and troublesome character, so he smiled and shook his head.
"Look, what is this!" Zhao Tingting waved a stack of money in front of Fang Mian.
"Where did you get so much money?" Fang Mian asked curiously.
"My dad gave it to me. Didn't he go shopping with mom yesterday? He thought he was spending my money so he gave it to me as a subsidy." Zhao Tingting said happily.
Then he sneaked up to Fang Mian and said, "Actually, it was Mom who stole Dad's money, but Dad doesn't seem to have noticed yet.
I was too embarrassed to expose my mother, so I accepted the money with a guilty conscience."
"Since you feel guilty about taking the money, why not give it to me!" Fang Mian said enviously.
This stack is much bigger than the one my mother took yesterday!
"You wish. If I accept it, it must be mine!" Zhao Tingting grabbed the money and stuffed it into her bag.
"I hope more good things like this will happen, so that I won't be short of money." Zhao Tingting made a beautiful wish.
"Let's not do that!" Fang Mian said in a low voice.
My own small treasury can't withstand such a thing.
"What did you say?" Zhao Tingting asked.
"I say, even if mom pays for it, you should let her eat less desserts." Fang Mian said.
"I know, I let her exceed the limit a little this time because she has been lying in bed for so many days.
Normally, even if she bribed me, it would be useless. If she didn't obey, I would immediately turn around and go home," said Zhao Tingting.
Actually, I feel a little guilty, after all, I exceeded the limit a bit yesterday.
After Zhao Tingting left, Fang's father passed by Fang Mian's room and said something harsh: "If you dare to give your mother money again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
Fang Mian: I don’t want to give it to you either, but what can I do?
Woo woo woo, in the end I still had to bear it all myself.
After Fang's mother recovered, Zhao Tingting and others took her for a tour around the neighborhood.
Happy times are always so short. After playing for more than two months, the group finally had to set off on their journey home.
Fang's mother took everyone shopping. They bought whatever they liked, and Fang's father paid for it.
Zhao Tingting called Fang's mother a real dog. Today is the last day of the return journey.
Everyone has bought what they need and everything is almost packed. How much more can we buy?
"I have to take the bus again tomorrow. Are you afraid?" Zhao Tingting asked.
"What's there to be afraid of?" Fang's mother asked back.
"You have to lie down for so many days when you go out, but you are not afraid. You are amazing." Zhao Tingting gave her a thumbs up.
"I've learned from experience that although it's a bit uncomfortable, I won't vomit as long as I don't eat.
At worst, just drink more water, and it will get better in due time." Fang's mother said proudly, at least there is sugar water to drink.
"You're a real hero! I'll have to look at you with new eyes from now on." Zhao Tingting said exaggeratedly.
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After returning, he happened to encounter a major change. Fang's father was no longer Fang Mian's direct superior, and the income of both of them was greatly reduced.
Upon hearing the news, Zhao Tingting frowned.
"Don't worry, although the salary has decreased, it is still more than enough to support you and your mother." Fang Mian said.
"Why did you only become a manager? I thought you were a factory director." Zhao Tingting asked in confusion.
It's really unfair that I didn't become the factory director after the merger of my own factory.
"Being a factory manager is so busy, with so much to do and so much responsibility. It's not as comfortable as being a manager. I can still get off work on time every day and come back to spend time with you guys.
The most important thing is that the salary isn't much higher." Fang Mian said in a low voice.
Zhao Tingting looked at Fang Mian suspiciously. Forget it, forget it, the matter is a foregone conclusion, there is no point in discussing it any further.
However, after changing positions, the father and son did have a lot more free time and could often come back on time for dinner.
Fang Weiwei is like a calf, able to eat and sleep well. Now we have started to give him complementary food.
No matter what I eat, I will enjoy it as long as it is put into my mouth.
Even Zhao Tingting, a foodie, feels ashamed of herself. I wonder if she can still smile if I feed her a spoonful of chili pepper.
Fang Mian held his son and silently moved a little further away from Zhao Tingting. When he turned around, he saw Fang's mother holding a bowl of chili sauce.
He was so scared that he quickly carried his son back to the room.
These two women are crazy. They even don't let children go.
"What's wrong with Mianmian? Why is he running so fast? Aren't you afraid of letting Weiwei fall?" asked Fang's mother.
"I don't know. Why are you holding the chili sauce?" Zhao Tingting asked, shaking her head.
"Eat noodles. Noodles without chili just lack flavor. Do you want to eat it?" asked Fang's mother.
"Then let me have some too!" So the two of them ate the noodles with relish, leaving Fang Mian shivering in the room alone.
"What do you think about your man becoming a small manager?" asked Fang's mother.
"You can watch it while lying down or sitting down. How else can you watch it?" said Zhao Tingting.
"Tsk tsk tsk, before, I only needed one person to manage it, but now I have to be managed by so many people. It must be uncomfortable.
The most important thing is that although my man is no longer your man’s direct superior, your man is still under his control.
Isn't it infuriating?" Fang's mother said happily.
"I said you would feel uncomfortable if you didn't make trouble for a day, right?" Zhao Tingting asked.
"I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. This isn't a chat. I'm just telling you the truth. And remember to be polite to me."
Otherwise, take me out to play tomorrow, since you have nothing to do at home anyway." Fang's mother said.
"Do you have money?" Zhao Tingting asked.
"Look at what you said, what's the relationship between us? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine.
Don’t think I don’t know that your father-in-law often gives you pocket money. Isn’t that my money?
Why did he give you money? Just so you can take me out to play." Fang's mother said.
"Then you should know your place. I am the God of Wealth. If you take me out once, you will have pocket money again tomorrow." Fang's mother said proudly.
"That makes perfect sense!" Zhao Tingting touched her chin. "But I won't go. I'll piss you off to death, Lululu!" Zhao Tingting said.
"I cooked this noodle, so don't eat it. And I also took out this chili sauce, so give it all back to me." Fang's mother covered the chili sauce angrily and refused to give it to Zhao Tingting.
"Why don't you tell me that I bought the chili sauce?" said Zhao Tingting.
"That's still spending my son's money." Fang's mother retorted.
"Can't I have money myself?" said Zhao Tingting.
"Now that you are married, your money belongs to my son." Fang's mother said righteously.
"Forget it. It's really boring to chat with someone like you. If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Who cares?" Zhao Tingting put the last bite of noodles into her mouth, put down the bowl and left.
"No, come back and wash the dishes before you leave." Fang's mother called out from behind.
Zhao Tingting pretended not to hear and ran out in two steps.
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