Zhou Sheng shook his head, "Qing'er, at this point, Fengzhi is going to die. It doesn't matter who is right or wrong."

"If I were asked to choose, I just want to choose Fengzhi to live and live well..." Zhou Sheng said, his eyes turning red.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know what to say. At this moment, Brother Zhou Sheng came over anxiously.

Seeing Zhou Sheng lying on the table and choking, Brother Zhou Sheng's face fell, and he said: "Brother, why do you, a man like you, have such a weak temper? You are so patronizing and distressed that you don't even think about it.

What did that woman Fengzhi do to you!"

"It's Dahe again, and it's Yang Zhenbang again. You are working hard outside to earn money to support your family, while she keeps cuckolding you at home. Is this because she is afraid that you will get cold or something?"

"Don't blame me, brother, for not being nice to me. It's her retribution that Fengzhi is causing trouble like this!"

Brother Zhou Sheng said all the things that no one else in the room dared to say except Zhou Sheng.

Yes, Yang Ruoqing actually thought so in her heart, but people were like this, so it was hard to say anything.

At the table, Zhou Sheng was startled for a moment when he heard his elder brother's words, and then he raised his head and looked at his elder brother.

"Brother, please don't say that about Fengzhi." Zhou Sheng said.

"In the final analysis, I am still useless and have no ability." He said.

"In the past, when our family had enough to eat, Fengzhi never went out to fight with others. She also saw that the family's rice and food supplies were at the bottom, so she had no choice but to go astray..."

"Ha," Brother Zhou Sheng laughed angrily, "Then according to what you say, she, Fengzhi, has become a hero? Going out to break shoes, sleeping with other men, or is it just to help you share the burden of supporting the family?"

"Brother, Uncle Luo and Qing'er are not outsiders. Ask them if what you just said is justified?"

"How can anyone talk like this in the world? Then we have grabbed a lot of poor people who have no enough food to eat. Several people in the surrounding villages have starved to death in succession. I have not heard that the women of those families who starve to death have gone out to follow them.

People fool around to support their families!”

Zhou Sheng was refuted by his elder brother's words and was unable to resist.

Sitting there stiffly, almost sluggish.

Blacksmith Luo smoothed things over and said, "Boss of the Zhou family, now that the matter has come to an end, you can just say a few words less. Although you are doing it for your brother's good, in this world, you are really doing your best for him. We understand that he himself

I know it in my heart,”

"But Fengzhi is Bingbing's mother and Zhou Sheng's wife after all. The two of them have been together for eight or nine years through thick and thin, and they still have this feeling..."

After hearing Blacksmith Luo's advice, Brother Zhou Sheng couldn't say anything more about Fengzhi.

Originally, he came over just now to say that Fengzhi, a woman, is dirty and cannot be included in the ancestral grave.

But seeing his brother's sad look, Brother Zhou Sheng gave up the idea and stopped talking...

Just look at your nephew Bingbing’s face!

Bingbing was probably really hungry, or maybe Yang Ruoqing's steamed meat buns were so delicious. The child ate three meat buns in one go, and didn't let go until he burped several times.

Seeing the child's mouth full and satisfied after eating, Zhou Sheng felt somewhat relieved.

I haven't taken good care of my son these past few days.

"Uncle Luo, Aunt Luo, Qing'er, thank you..." Zhou Sheng said to Yang Ruoqing and the others before holding Bingbing's hand and leaving.

Blacksmith Luo said: "My fellow villagers, please don't say these polite words. You go and do your work first. Later... If you need help later, just ask."

Everyone knows what they need help with, and they will probably be very happy soon.

Zhou Sheng nodded with red eyes, suddenly bent down towards Blacksmith Luo and Yang Ruoqing, and bowed.

Yang Ruoqing was younger than Zhou Sheng, so naturally she didn't dare to accept it and quickly stepped aside.

After Zhou Sheng bowed, he turned around and led Bingbing away.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast the figures of the father and son behind them, stretching them very long as they walked towards the entrance of the village, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Looking at the two figures, one big and one small, walking away, the corners of Yang Ruoqing's eyes couldn't help but get wet.

A family really must have a father, mother and children.

If even one of the characters is missing, the show will be useless.

Grandparents and other uncles, aunts and uncles are like the branches of a big tree. It is good to have lush branches and leaves, but as a child, parents are the trunk, the backbone, and the most indispensable!

Because humans are social animals, when humans reproduce, the father and mother work together to raise their offspring.

A single tree cannot support itself; a husband cannot live without his wife, and a wife cannot live without her husband.

Suddenly, Yang Ruoqing missed Luo Baobao's father again.

Looking up at the northern sky, I wonder where Tang Yazi is now?

Is it in Beijing? Or in Helanzhou?

I haven’t received a letter from him in more than ten days. I wonder how he is doing now. I hope everything is well!

…

Zhou Sheng's home.

The women watching the excitement in Changping Village were not afraid of the heat wave in the summer evening. They still held small benches and worn-out big cattail fans and sat under the shade of trees inside and outside the yard of Zhou Sheng's house, talking, guessing, and regretting...

From time to time, I listened to the sounds in the house.

"What? The five sisters-in-law of Fengzhi's family haven't left yet? Are they still in the house?" Woman A asked.

Woman B said: "I saw Bingbing's third aunt and younger aunt coming out to use the toilet earlier. The other aunts are all in the room with Fengzhi!"

Woman A clicked her tongue and said: "Oh, it's good to have more brothers and sisters-in-law from my mother-in-law's family. There are so many sisters-in-law here to accompany me now. There's no comparison between my mother-in-law's sister-in-law and my husband's family's sister-in-law. Look at this sister-in-law from my mother-in-law's family.

Don’t come this way…”

Woman C interrupted Woman A, "You can't blame Boss Zhou's mother-in-law for not coming. Fengzhi used to be so strong, and she often quarreled with her husband's sister-in-law, and she cursed her with all kinds of bad words.

"

"Besides, if my mother-in-law's sister-in-law comes over now, she will be scolded by her five sisters-in-law. If it were you, would you dare to come?"

Woman A shook her head repeatedly, "I don't dare either."

"..."

While the village women watching the excitement outside were talking about the love affairs of Fengzhi's five sisters-in-law, inside the house.

The five sisters-in-law were sitting beside the bed, but none of Wushuang's eyes fell on Fengzhi.

The eldest aunt was staring at Fengzhi's clothes cabinet, and the second aunt was staring at the wooden cabinet in Fengzhi's house.

The third aunt and the fourth aunt each targeted the large and small bags hanging on the roof beams above their heads, while the fourth aunt did not miss every big or small hole in the wall.

The younger aunt was the worst. While the other four aunts were looking around in the room, she sat next to the bed next to Fengzhi, holding a handkerchief in one hand and covering her face, pretending to cry sadly.
Chapter completed!