Fang Pingying detected the pampering in his tone, and her heart felt sweet, but she feigned a glare at him, "So what you an is, with my fiery temper, it’s rather abnormal that I married you?"
Luo Zhiyong blinked with a smile and raised an eyebrow, "Yes, only I would dare to marry you. If it had been soone else, who knows, you might have bullied them to death."
Fang Pingying gave a sidelong glance and said with a half-smile, "Hmph, if you think I’m not good enough, go marry soone else. There are plenty of people hovering around you, like childhood sweethearts and children of high-ranking officials. You still have ti to regret."
These words were true. The childhood sweetheart was Xu He, and the child of high-ranking officials was Bai Jing; weren’t these two always around him?
Luo Zhiyong, of course, knew that Fang Pingying’s words had a deeper aning. Smiling, he glared back at her and pulled her into his embrace, determined to properly punish her.
But he hadn’t even started when Zhou Yuni, as if endowed with clairvoyance, knocked on the door with a not-so-pleasant tone, "Zhiyong, what are you doing in there? Co out, I have sothing to tell you."
This move by Zhou Yuni solidified Luo Zhiyong’s resolve to return to the provincial city earlier.
As he walked towards the door, he turned back and instructed Fang Pingying, "Pack up our things, I’m going to tell my parents that we’re leaving tomorrow."
Fang Pingying nodded, feeling that Zhou Yuni’s timing was actually quite perfect.
But this ti, Zhou Yuni wasn’t there specifically to supervise them; she had serious matters to discuss with Luo Zhiyong.
After calling him out, her expression turned grave as she looked at Luo Zhiyong and asked, "Did you two lie to us?"
Luo Zhiyong was unclear about what she ant and his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "What did we lie to you about?"
Zhou Yuni scoffed, "Still not admitting it? Just now at your uncle’s place, I heard Yu Fen talking about the hospital fees for your uncle, saying it was your wife who provided the money, right?"
Fang Pingying had talked to Luo Zhiyong about this, and Luo Zhiyong had guessed that Zhou Yuni would eventually find out.
Hearing her ask, he straightforwardly admitted, "Indeed, the money did co from us."
As soon as Luo Zhiyong finished his sentence, Zhou Yuni started pointing at him and shouting loudly, "Oh, Luo Zhiyong, you’re really sothing, getting married and forgetting your mother so thoroughly. Now you’re teaming up with your wife to deceive ."
"What have we hidden from you?" Luo Zhiyong, seeing Zhou Yuni causing trouble again after just a few days, replied with extre impatience, "Aren’t you aware of Pingying working at the shop?"
"Hmph, what partnership? I bet it’s just your wife who owns it, otherwise, how could she earn so much money?" Zhou Yuni had really thought through the matter; she was very precise in her analysis.
"The dical bills for your uncle this ti weren’t small, several hundred yuan all at once. Your wife could give out that much money without even blinking; do you think I’m foolish enough to believe she could earn so much by working for others?"
Luo Zhiyong is a soldier, and he won’t lie with his eyes open.
Seeing that Zhou Yuni already knew, he admitted directly, "Mom, what are you trying to say? Even if my wife has opened her own shop, do you need to get this worked up over it?"
"Since the dical fees were paid by her, why didn’t she say anything when she ca back, creating daily disputes at ho? I almost died drinking pesticide." The mory of herself almost dying from drinking pesticide filled Zhou Yuni with loathing for Fang Pingying, her teeth clenched with hatred,
"Thank goodness I didn’t die. If I had, I would have beco a ghost just to strangle her."
Luo Zhiyong didn’t like her cursing Fang Pingying, and he raised his voice at her, "Are you even reasonable? You argue a bit with my dad and then you threaten to drink pesticide, you’re just trying to scare him."
As mother and son were arguing, Luo Dashan just happened to return from outside.
He saw the two of them arguing so fiercely their faces were flushed and their veins were popping, and imdiately stepped in, shouting to stop them, "What’s happened, what’s happened? Why are you arguing again?"
When Zhou Yuni saw Luo Dashan, she grabbed him and pointed at Luo Zhiyong, "Old man, you tell about your unfilial son, saying that last ti I drank pesticide just to scare you. Is he trying to force to really die before he believes I’m not just scaring people?"
Luo Dashan didn’t ask Luo Zhiyong; in his eyes, if Luo Zhiyong and Zhou Yuni were having a conflict, it was definitively Zhou Yuni being unreasonable.
He just looked at Zhou Yuni and asked, "Tell what’s going on? What’s all this commotion about?"
Zhou Yuni glared at Luo Zhiyong, then asked Luo Dashan, "Do you know that it was your son’s wife who paid for your second son’s dical expenses?"
Luo Dashan roughly understood what they were squabbling about; he pursed his lips, stepped back, and replied, "I know, Pingying told , and she also said that money would never be brought up again, haven’t I never asked you to take out money to repay it?"
"Well, you dead old man, you also deceive , you..." Zhou Yuni felt that at this mont the whole family was ganging up to deceive her, and the instigator was Fang Pingying. In anger, she shouted into the house, "Fang Pingying, co out! Today I must have a proper talk with you about this matter."
Fang Pingying, naturally hearing Zhou Yuni’s commotion in the courtyard, had originally no intention of paying it any mind.
Moreover, she knew that this matter would sooner or later be exposed.
Presumably, Yu Fen must have realized today that there was no hope left for getting Cheng Fei to go to the city for work, hence she maliciously told Zhou Yuni, letting Zhou Yuni co back to cause a scene with her.
A scene? Fang Pingying really wasn’t afraid of her now.
She had started her own little shop, honest and legitimate, and was tired of hiding and sneaking around.
She believed that she, as daughter-in-law to Luo Zhiyong, had already done quite well for the family.
Even if she said that the remittance was a little less than before last year, she had managed to send ten yuan every month, plus several hundred yuan for the New Year. If Zhou Yuni hadn’t been hanging around Luo Zhiming, would their lives be so hard?
And regarding the second uncle’s dical expenses, she had already paid but never asked for reimbursent; what more did they want from her?
So, Fang Pingying stepped straight out the door and into the courtyard, looking directly at Zhou Yuni, "Mom, I opened that shop myself, and I earn so money every month, what do you plan to do?"
"You..." Zhou Yuni didn’t expect Fang Pingying to co out with such a stance, not in the least bit guilt-ridden, and instead, it was as if she was the one who had done sothing wrong. She was stumped by the question.
Without waiting for Zhou Yuni to reply, Fang Pingying continued, "Don’t say I kept it from you; with the way you behave, could I not keep it hidden? You just found out and the house is already in a ss, if you knew earlier what chaos would you have caused all the way to the provincial city?"
Zhou Yuni was cornered by the question and couldn’t reply for a long while.
After thinking for quite so ti, she finally ca up with a reason and glared at Fang Pingying, "Since you can make money, why do you only give us so little each month? Are you trying to starve us to death?"
Fang Pingying let out a derisive laugh, "Have you starved to death? Aren’t you still giving quite a bit of money to Zhiming every month?" (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets, monthly tickets, and your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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