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Chapter 251 Mother's Heart

Fang Jiang expected that Fang Zheng and the others would come back late. She had already washed all the vegetables, cut the meat, and cooked the rice porridge. She was waiting for the two of them to get home before she would stir-fry the vegetables and heat the steamed buns.

She had already informed Aunt Gong and Xiaoyu in advance that Fang Jing's family would come back every time. After guessing the time when Fang Jing would arrive home, Fang Jiang simply asked Qin Shufen to wait at the door of Fang Jing's rented apartment, waiting for them to come together.

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Even though it was completely dark, Ms. Fang Jiang could still see at a glance that the two people walking over were her son and daughter-in-law. She waved to them, and then returned to the kitchen and started cooking without waiting for them to approach.

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Asking Fang Zheng to distribute the snacks he bought to several children, Feng Qing carried the basket to the kitchen.

"Mom, my husband and I went to the market today and bought some vegetables to bring back. Do you want to fry them today or save them for tomorrow?" Feng Qing opened the coarse cloth covering the basket, revealing a basket full of meat.

Follow the food.

"We have all kinds of food at home, why do you think you are buying these?" Every day when Feng Qing came back from shopping, Fang Jiang refused, but she was also moved in her heart. Since she had bought everything, it would go bad if she didn't eat it.

She looked through the basket.

There are all kinds of vegetables that are commonly eaten at home. Feng Qing bought celery and sunflower seeds, and the rest were meat.

"Mom, today I will make a mutton soup for my husband, as well as these shrimps. Last time we had dinner together, I saw that my mother liked it very much. The beef is cooked and can be eaten after cutting it. There are children at home, so this time

A plate of sweets is placed on the table for the children to eat."

Feng Qing took everyone's tastes into consideration.

This made Ms. Fang Jiang sigh and feel distressed again, "It must have cost a lot of money to buy so much. Sanlang's wife, you and Sanlang will spend money on everything you do when you go out. Don't buy these at home in the future.

Keep the money for your own use."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Fang Jiang turned around and took out a bamboo basket from the bottom of the cupboard. It was full of eggs. The eggs were fragile. Mrs. Fang Jiang also spread a layer of wheat bran on the bottom of the basket and sprinkled a lot on it.

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"After you left two mornings ago, I went to the village to buy these, as well as those from chickens at home. There are a hundred of them in total. You can take them away tomorrow." Her son was about to leave, and Mrs. Fang Jiang didn't want to avoid it anymore.

The eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law were just little eggs, but she still had the final say.

"Mom, there are too many. It's hot today and my husband and I can't finish the eggs before they go bad." Feng Qing quickly refused.

"It's not the hottest time yet, and these eggs can last for more than ten days. You should eat more every day." Fang Jiang considered that whether it is scrambled eggs, boiled eggs, or even stewed eggs, it is easier and saves money.

These two people went out and went hungry.

In later generations, there was a saying that eating too many eggs would lead to high cholesterol. At this time, most people were living in difficulty, so it was good to be able to eat eggs, and there was no such thing as eating too many eggs.

Fang Jiang was already ready and would not allow Feng Qing to refuse.

"Thank you, mother." Under the oil lamp, the wrinkles on Mrs. Fang Jiang's brows looked deeper, and Feng Qing felt more reluctance in her heart. She stepped forward, hugged Mrs. Fang Jiang, and choked out, "Mom, I will miss you."

Your husband also wants it."

"You kid -" Ms. Fang Jiang was not used to being hugged so warmly. Her body stiffened a little, but then she gradually relaxed. She stretched out her hand and patted Feng Qing's back awkwardly, "If you feel homesick in the future, just

Come back and see, the county seat is not too far from home."

"Yes." Feng Qing nodded in a muffled voice, "I'm done with my busy work at home, and my mother is going to live in the county town for a while."

Ms. Fang Jiang didn't answer. She smiled and said, "There is no time when we are not busy at home."

People have to be taken care of, chickens and pigs have to be fed every day, and work in the fields is indispensable to her. She patted Feng Qing on the back again, "I'm used to working. If I were asked to go to the county seat and do nothing,

I feel empty in my heart, it’s better to be at home.”

Feng Qing understands this.

Fallen leaves return to their roots. At Fang Jiang's age, most people never leave home far away.

"If Mom feels like she has nothing to do, I will buy some chickens and ducks for Mom to raise, and I will create a piece of land for Mom to grow vegetables." Feng Qing also tried to persuade Fang Jiang.

"Hey." The third daughter-in-law rarely showed such vulnerability in front of her. For a moment, Mrs. Fang Jiang couldn't bear to refuse her repeatedly. She said, "When you have settled down, if you need me, I will go."

Feng Qing was then satisfied, "Mother, my husband and I both need mother."

The little daughter's coquettish attitude made Ms. Fang Jiang feel more loving in her heart, and she softened her tone and said, "Well, mom will cook for you two more often."

Ever since Feng Qing came back, Zhou Xiaohua, who had paid special attention to the kitchen, left quietly.

She returned to the house, looking a little flustered.

Fang Dalang was helping his family threshing wheat and did not go out to work. Seeing this, he asked strangely, "What's wrong with you? You're panicking."

After beating Zhou Xiaohua last time, Fang Dalang felt guilty for a while. In addition, Zhou Xiaohua realized that he was wrong, and he has been treating Zhou Xiaohua better than before recently.

"The child's father and mother said they were going to the county town to take care of the third brother and his third younger brother and sister." Zhou Xiaohua did not dare to get too close to the kitchen. She vaguely heard the last few words between Fang Jiang and Feng Qing.

"What are you talking about?" No matter how stupid and stupid Fang Dalang was, he knew that it was impossible for his mother to leave home.

"Really, I heard with my own ears that the third younger brother and sister begged my mother. My mother has always liked the third younger brother and sister." Although she didn't hear clearly, she knew Feng Qing. She felt that Feng Qing must hate her, so she begged.

After Fang Jiang left home and refused to help her, "my mother agreed."

"What will happen if his father and mother leave?" Zhou Xiaohua didn't dare to think further, "Mom dares to reconcile with her father, what else can't she do? His father, let's go and beg mother, don't let her

Mother, leave."

With that said, she pulled Fang Dalang and started to walk out.

"Don't listen to the wind." Fang Dalang was frightened by Mrs. Fang Jiang last time. He didn't dare to rush in front of Mrs. Fang Jiang again. "Isn't mother leaving yet?"

By saying this, he believed Zhou Xiaohua's words.

"It will be too late when mother leaves." Zhou Xiaohua stamped her feet anxiously.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Fang Dalang grabbed his hair and lost his mind.

"Otherwise you go to Sanlang and ask Sanlang." Zhou Xiaohua herself didn't dare to ask Fang Jiang. She couldn't think of a way to stop Fang Jiang at the moment, so she encouraged Fang Dalang, "Go and tell Sanlang that at home,

But we can’t live without mother. If my third brother and sister can make so much money, why would they want mother to follow them? If she hates me, she can beat me and scold me, but don’t let mother go.”

"Okay, stop talking and let me think about it."

The two of them went head to head to think of ideas.

Outside, Aunt Gong and the others have arrived at Fang's house.

Aunt Gong and Gong Meili rolled up their sleeves and went to the kitchen to help cook.

Fang Dalang pushed Zhou Xiaohua, "You also go and help mother cook."

Zhou Xiaohua got up, cleaned up her expression, said yes, and went to the kitchen.

With a few of them cooking delicious food, it was unnecessary for Feng Qing to squeeze in the kitchen. Just when Fang Zheng called her, Feng Qing quickly came to Fang Zheng and asked, "Ms. sir, what's the matter?"

After wiping off the ash that was accidentally smeared on Feng Qing's forehead, Fang Zheng held hands with Feng Qing and said, "Madam, let's go tell daddy."
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