She instigated her husband to take her beloved eldest son with him, and they were all captured.
It doesn't matter to men, even death is fine.
But what can she do about her eldest son? He has been in jail and will be looked down upon whether he is looking for a job or a partner.
The police just came to search the house and took away another fake admission letter. They also ordered Cheng Fangqin not to run around during this period and to come when called.
This is how the youngest son escaped.
"No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. I want to rescue my son." Cheng Fangqin said in a daze. Her youngest son was a wild-minded person, and the huge capital city could not trap her. All her hopes were placed on her eldest son.
So Cheng Fangqin searched the house inside and out, but only found seven dollars and thirty-six cents.
More than seven dollars, not even enough to get some information.
"How can I save him? I have nothing, how can I save him?" Cheng Fangqin sat on the ground and cried loudly.
When Cheng Fangqin's mother-in-law learned that her son and eldest grandson had been captured, she came to her mother-in-law with an angry face and demanded an explanation, "Give me back my son, give me back my eldest grandson, you prodigal son, you have a miserable life, and whoever touches you will be unlucky." The crutch as thick as an arm fell on Cheng Fangqin again and again.
Cheng Fangqin grabbed her mother-in-law's cane and cursed, "I've served you for so many years, and you haven't died. Am I unlucky? Who is truly unlucky?
Think about me, the eldest daughter of the Cheng family. Before I married your son, I had everything I wanted. But now? Three shabby houses, a few broken tiles, and a dozen or so boxes of dowry that were squandered to fill your precious son's bottomless pit. If it weren't for him, you would still be a high-ranking old lady instead of an old woman living in the countryside.
Cheng Fangqin's mother-in-law's eyes were red and the skin on her face was hideously distorted, which was very scary.
But the crutch was still not dropped.
Seeing this, Cheng Fangqin ran back into the house and locked the door.
After a long time, Cheng Fangqin calmed down her anger.
Just when she was getting extremely worried, she suddenly remembered that her mother-in-law took away a box of small yellow croakers before going to the countryside.
Ever since her husband became addicted to gambling, the old woman was afraid that she would not even have a coffin to live in after she died, and gradually developed a character that valued money more than her life.
I guess the box of small yellow croakers is still full in the old woman's hands.
She didn't ask for much, just half, as long as it could save her son.
Thinking that there was still half a packet of sleeping powder in the house, Cheng Fangqin stuffed it directly into her pocket and walked towards her mother-in-law's residence with shallow and deep steps.
But Daya and the others didn't know about these things, nor did they want to know. At this moment, several people were standing in front of the empty vegetable stall, sighing.
The staff member was no longer surprised and explained, "I'm sorry, the food has just sold out. Please come earlier tomorrow."
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