"Sanlang, you are a sensible and capable person, and you understand many principles. However, as a veteran, I have been walking more than decades more than you. Today I will rely on my seniority and say a few words to you-" Uncle Gong burped. Seeing Fang Zheng listening seriously, he looked satisfied, and took another sip of wine. Then he said: "It is not easy for you to go out with your wife. No one takes care of you. You have to rely on yourself for everything. When you are outside, don't be impulsive when doing things. If you think twice before you act, you can't be bullied. We live just for one breath. Also, your wife is a good daughter. It's not easy for you to marry into our village for more than two years. We can't be that ungrateful person, don't be blinded by those outside."

"Don't worry, I understand." Under the table, Fang Zheng listened to Uncle Gong's rare nagging respectfully. When he heard the words about his wife, under the table, he held Feng Qing's hand without leaving a gap.

"That's good. Uncle wishes you a good road ahead." Uncle Gong is a simple villager and can't tell any shocking truth. He held the wine glass and said, "I've done this glass."

Aunt Gong patted his arm and said angrily: "Sanlang has to rush to go tomorrow, don't let him drink too much. If you want to drink, you can drink it yourself."

Fang Erlang poured another glass for Uncle Gong and smiled and said, "Uncle has a good alcohol tolerance and can drink two more glasses."

This was exactly what Uncle Gong said, and he nodded repeatedly, "This is a good wine."

Uncle Gong doesn’t drink much normally. Every time he gets hungry, he goes to the town to get some water mixed. It’s cheap and hard to drink.

Only the wine my son brought him when he came back would be fragrant.

Uncle Gong drank two more drinks, and his mind was no longer sober. He opened his mouth and looked at Fang Zheng in a daze, thinking about what he had just been preparing to say, but he couldn't remember it.

"Sanlang knows the importance of it, so you don't have to talk too much, hurry up and have some food." Aunt Gong took off the wine glass from Uncle Gong's hand and brought a bowl of porridge to him.

"Aunt, I'm willing to listen to my uncle." Fang Zheng smiled.

Aunt Gong immediately looked at Fang Zheng with heartache.

At this time, Old Man Fang should have carefully explained Fang Zheng that he was not as good as his father. Fang Zheng was willing to listen to her old man more.

Aunt Gong won't stop it.

Uncle Gong stopped drinking. After drinking a bowl of porridge, he talked to Fang Zheng for a long time.

All they said were the truths that Fang Zheng understood, and some even had no effect on their family matters, but Fang Zheng listened seriously. Not only Fang Zheng, but also Fang Erlang and Fang Jing nodded frequently and responded seriously.

No matter how old I am, I think I am a person with a father.

The few listened seriously, and the eyes of Fang Jiang and Aunt Gong were a little sore, especially Fang Jiang. She felt that she was sorry for her son. She thought that Sanlang would understand again tomorrow, but couldn't help it, so she quietly wiped the corners of her eyes.

Aunt Gong patted her back comfortably.

This meal was a bit long, and when everyone put down their chopsticks, it was already dark outside. Many of Uncle Gong's words had been repeated to the third time. Aunt Gong interrupted him, "It's getting late, let Saburo and his wife take a break early. If you have something to say to the child tomorrow."

Uncle Gong woke up for a moment, then nodded and staggered up.

"Yes, yes, Saburo will leave tomorrow."

When Fang Jiang asked Fang Erlang to lead Aunt Gong and his men to stay in the inn, Aunt Gong hurriedly refused, "What kind of inn is there? Isn't there a house for miscellaneous items at home? We will stay for one night. It's really not possible, let the old man live in the kitchen."

The kitchen has straw and firewood, making it warmer to sleep.

They have all suffered, let alone the kitchen, they have slept in the wilderness.

"How could that happen?" Fang Jiangshi naturally would not agree, "Sanlang has booked a room and paid the money. It would be a pity if he couldn't live."

"What do you think you're spending that money?" Aunt Gong asked with heartache, "If you can't hold on, can you get the money back?"

"Sanlang said he wouldn't come back." Fang Jiang urged: "The money is not too much, so don't worry about it. We live so big, and we can stay in the inn and talk to the villagers afterwards."

Aunt Gong still felt distressed and had no choice but to accept it.

Fang Zheng originally wanted to take them to the inn with Fang Erlang, but Aunt Gong refused.

"Don't delay, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow morning to clean up. When you come back, you will go to your aunt's house for dinner." Aunt Gong persuaded Fang Zheng.

Fang Jiang led Fang Zheng, Feng Qing and Qin Shufen to send everyone to the alley.

Fang Dalang also went to stay in the inn, but Wen Yan stayed at home and Fang Jiang fell asleep with her arms around.

When she returned to the yard, Fang Jiang pulled Fang Zheng aside and looked at her son who had been sensible since childhood and felt sorry for her.

"Does Mom want to tell her son about her father?" Fang Zheng guessed what Fang Jiang wanted to say almost instantly.

Fang Jiang's face changed.

Then he sighed, "It's because your mother is not good. Your father doesn't look like a father anymore, so that's your biological father. If she can tolerate it anymore, maybe—"

"Mom——" Fang Zheng interrupted Fang Jiang's words, "My son wants a father, but if he is like him, his son would rather have no father."

No matter how sensible and capable Fang Zheng is, he is just a young man in his twenties. He is also envious of others' fathers who occasionally see their children protecting them.

However, since the Fang family has been broken, Fang Zheng never thought that there would be a day when the mirror would reunite.

He just felt sorry for Fang Jiang.

"It was my mother who was blind back then and she didn't see your father's true face clearly." Fang Jiang blamed herself.

"I don't blame my mother. If I don't have a mother, I will not have a son. The son is fortunate to be a mother's child. It is the blessing my son has cultivated in his previous life." Fang Zheng smiled and said to Fang Jiang from the bottom of his heart.

Fang Jiang wiped his tears again, but couldn't help laughing again, "Why is mom that good?"

Fang Zheng seriously refuted, "Mom is the best mother in the world."

Fang Jiang was happy.

Putting aside the guilt in her heart, she raised her hand and patted her son on the shoulder, "Mom has you, and she will never live in vain in this life."

Afterwards, Fang Jiang reminded Fang Zheng for a while, and they were all clichés. Fang Zheng still listened without saying a word and repeatedly promised Fang Jiang that there would be no problem. Fang Jiang then breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you protect your wife, and you, Uncle Gong, are right, you can't be sorry for your wife. I only accept being my daughter-in-law gently. If you do something that is sorry for her, I will break your legs." Fang Jiang rarely said such heavy words to Fang Zheng, but this time he went back to Kyoto, which is a big place, and there are too many temptations, and she is afraid that her son will not be able to control it.

"My son is very careful to follow his mother's teachings." Fang Zheng lowered his smile, and he solemnly promised.

Fang Jiang then let his son leave.

"It's good for mother to be at home. If you go out, just take good care of yourself. Don't worry about mother." Fang Jiang looked at Fang Zheng's back and said again.

"Okay." Fang Zheng turned around and replied.

Only then did Fang Jiang feel satisfied and watched his son return to the house.

Unable to see Fang Zheng's figure, Fang Jiang's eyes were red again with sadness.

My son is worried about traveling thousands of miles away.

Fang Jiang wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and then worked in the kitchen for most of the night.

In the room, Feng Qing wanted to go out several times, but was rejected by Fang Zheng.

"Even if my mother is lying down, she can't sleep. Let her do things." She forgot to think about it when she was busy.
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