Chapter 158 Three years (one more)

  The atmosphere in the secluded flower hall was a bit solemn. Zheng Ying leaned on his waist and sat in the hard carved solid wood chair, pressing his already aching waist without a trace.

  Ms. Fu sat on the main seat and looked at the account book in her hand, her face becoming more and more gloomy.

  Zheng Ying's gaze fell on the two people opposite her. They were Mrs. Fu's brother-in-law, Fu Yucheng and Fu Fengcheng's uncles and aunts.

  Ms. Feng’s face is not pretty, she is still aggrieved at what happened to her son yesterday, but she dare not confront Mrs. Fu and can only put on such a face.

  Feng Jiye’s face was full of worries and sorrows, he looked at Mrs. Fu who was flipping the account books and stopped talking.

   "What the **** is going on?!" Madam Fu threw the account book in her hand to the ground, and said in a deep voice.

Feng Jiye rubbed his hands and looked at his sister nervously, "Little sister, this thing...and we can't be blamed, it's really that cold surname is too cunning. She said that the Northwest Song family broke our goods... originally thought it was. Speaking of it, who knew it was really..."

  In the afternoon, they suddenly received news from the factory owner in the northwest that there was a problem with the mine in the past two months and the machine was broken, and the output was low and it was unable to supply the goods they needed on time.

  The other party’s attitude is kind but also very tough, expressing willingness to compensate them for their losses in accordance with the agreement.

  However, the other party did not respond to their repeated requests for timely delivery.

  Feng Jiye was a little skeptical, "Little girl, can that girl from the Leng family have such a lot of energy? Could it be my big nephew..."

  Feng Jiye does not believe that the Leng family can have such a great ability to influence the Song family in the northwest, and Song Ye in the northwest is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

  If the Leng family had this ability, where would they have fallen to this point?

Mrs. Fu's face was a little gloomy, and she also had this suspicion in her heart.

  But now she doesn’t want to talk to Feng Jiye about this... "Brother, do you think it's useful to talk about it?"

  The expression on Feng Jiye's face became stiff, and he touched his nose uncomfortably, "What do you say?"

   Madam Fu sneered, "How long did you take over these industries? How did I explain to you before? Otherwise, I didn’t bother to tell you, where is the 600,000 I got back from the bank and bank?"

  Feng Jiye looked upright, "Didn’t I tell you that all the money was used to expand production, buy land and build factories? Little sister, we are a family, do you doubt that your eldest brother is too much?"

Mrs. Fu sneered, "Buy land to build a factory? Where's the title deed?"

   "This..." Feng Jiye's eyes turned quickly. Madam Fu took a deep breath and gritted her teeth and said, "I shouldn't have left you in Yongcheng!"

  After hearing this, Mrs. Feng, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help it.

Regardless of her husband’s blockade, he stood up and said, "Little sister, what you said is so easy. Do you think we want to stay in Yongcheng? You have been enjoying the Fu's house for so many years. Have we ever touched you? Finally, I beg you. Once, do you see what you did? Now that your two nephews are dead, are you happy?"

   "You blame me?" Madam Fu's face sank, "If you are in peace, who can do to you? Feng Zhaohui is going to provoke Wei Changxiu by himself, isn't it your godson's helplessness?"

  Mrs. Feng was so angry that she was so angry, how could a mother-in-law tolerate others scolding her son?

Mrs. Feng said sharply: "I have no way to teach my son? You taught me a good one. At least my son didn't steal his sister-in-law! If it wasn't for your son's life in Fu's house, he would have done such shameful deeds long ago. I was beaten to death by people in the immersion pig cage sinking pond!"

Zheng Ying, who was sitting next to him, was innocently affected, and his face turned white.

   "Get out of here!" Madam Fu slammed the teacup on the table with a touch.

  Ms. Feng sneered and raised her chin and said: "You are the head of the Fu family, you are great, we can't afford to offend you! But don't forget, the Feng family raised you, no Feng family can have you today..."

  "Shut up! Stop talking!" Feng Jiye saw that Madam Fu's face was about to drip, and he quickly pulled his wife back, "Stop talking!"

  Ms. Feng was unwilling, but after being stopped by her husband, she found a bit of reason. She didn't want to really offend Mrs. Fu to death, so she turned her head back and stopped talking.

  Holding his wife, Feng Jiye smiled awkwardly to Mrs. Fu, "Sister, your sister-in-law is just impulsive, don't be familiar with her."

  Ms. Fu said with a solemn face: "Get out!"

  "This...little girl, we are all a family, don't..."

   "I'll speak out!" Madam Fu said sharply.

  Next to Zheng Ying hurriedly said, "Uncle, aunt, why don't you go back first, let's talk about something tomorrow."

Feng Jiye didn’t want to face Madam Fu’s anger, so he agreed immediately, “Well, let’s go back first. An Ying, take good care of the little girl, and don’t get angry. By the way...the Song family thing, little girl, you You have to ask your elders and youngsters carefully, this matter can't be sloppy."

  Feng Jiye dragged his wife out quickly without waiting for Mrs. Fu to rush.

  Ms. Fu stared at the two men, until their backs disappeared outside the gate.

There was silence in the hall. Zheng Ying stood up and poured a cup of tea and brought it to Mrs. Fu, "Mother, you calm down. The aunt looks like a confidant, you can't get mad with her. If you come back to Yucheng, look at it. When you get angry at yourself, you should be anxious."

  Ms. Fu took a deep breath and glanced at Zheng Ying's expression. Then she relaxed a little, "You still have such a big belly, don't stand up, sit down."

  Zheng Ying smiled and said: "Thank you mother for caring, I won't get in the way, and it's my duty to wait on the mother."

   "Our family, you are just as sensible." Madam Fu sighed.

  Seeing Mrs. Fu slowing down, Zheng Ying sat back in her seat and looked at Mrs. Fu with some worry and asked, "Mother, is this really the eldest brother doing this?"

   Madam Fu looked down and said, "The boss has friendship with Song Lang from the Song family. It would be possible if he came forward."

   "If this is the case, I'm afraid it won't be easy to handle this matter." Zheng Ying worries authentically.

  It’s really hard to handle. The mother and uncle conspired to seize the son’s property, but the son got stuck in the neck.

  I'm afraid no one believes this matter. The key is that Mrs. Fu can't make a big deal.

  If you get in front of the warlord, everyone’s faces will not look good.

  Ms. Fu looked down and thought, and then said for a long time: "I look back and find someone to ask the Song family to inquire about the situation. By the way, has your uncle been in Yongcheng?"

  Zheng Ying nodded and said: "It was here two days ago. Uncle suffered a bit in the police station. My mother is taking care of him these two days."

  Ms. Fu said: "You have seen the Feng family, too. It shouldn't be of great use. Now there is no one under my hand. Let your uncle stay here to help watch for a few days later."

  Zheng Ying hesitated a bit, and nodded, "Okay, mother. I'll discuss it with uncle when I go back."

  Ms. Fu has a headache, "I have wronged your uncle this time. You can rest assured that Yu'er will not treat him badly in the future."

  Zheng Ying smiled and said, "We are all a family, why don't we worry about it?"

  Looking at Mrs. Fu, Zheng Ying still couldn’t help asking, “Mother, uncle... Since you know that your uncle’s house is like this, why do you leave the factory to them?”

Madam Fu said: "After all, it is Yu'er's uncle. Now they can't go back to their hometown. Where else can they go if they don't stay in Yongcheng? I originally thought... Yu'er didn't have many brothers and sisters. They suffered this. It’s time to get better once, and I will be able to help Yuer in the future. I didn’t expect it to be so ineffective!"

  Zheng Ying nodded, her drooping eyes flickered.

  She thinks things should not be that simple.

But Madam Fu said that she naturally listened in this way, as if she truly trusted Madam Fu’s words and comforted her: "It’s because they have failed my mother’s trust. Mother has to relax. Don’t be angry. ."

  Ms. Fu looked at her abdomen and smiled, “I’m so sorry, I have to wait for my grandson.”

   "Madam, Doctor Gong is here." The outside manager notified.

Mrs. Fu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Please come in, Doctor Gong."

  For a moment, the harem doctor walked in from the outside, took a look at Zheng Ying who was sitting on the side, nodded to Madam Fu and said, "Madam, good afternoon."

Mrs. Fu took a sip of tea and whispered softly: "Doctor Gong has worked hard, please sit down."

  Doctor Gong thanked him and walked across to Zheng Ying and sat down.

  Wait until the servant brought the tea up and back down, Fu Fu spoke up, "The Doctor of Labor Palace came from the north so far, I wonder what happened to Fengcheng’s injury?"

Doctor Gong furrowed his brows slightly, appearing to be a bit heavier, "Don’t tell me the truth, Madam’s right leg is okay, but the bullet in the left leg could not be taken out. The result is similar to what the teacher saw a few months ago. Although it has not deteriorated, it is still It's unlikely to get better."

Mrs. Fu frowned, like every mother worried about her son, "Is there really no way?"

Doctor Gong shook his head, "The location of the bullet is too dangerous. If it is taken out forcibly, it may injure Fu Shao's leg bones and even the nerves, and the consequences may be even more serious."

   "How serious?"

  Gong doctor said: "The entire calf is completely necrotic, amputated, and even...death."

  Nowadays, the risks of surgical operations are not small. It is not just a technical problem of the doctor. Many patients die because of infections or complications after the operation.

   Young Master Fu's injury like that at the beginning is quite pleasantly surprised to be able to return to his current appearance.

Madam Fu was silent. Doctor Gong thought she was worried and sad, and comforted: "Madam, my teacher didn’t forcefully take out the bullets at the beginning. I just think there are many capable people in this world. Maybe there are more skilled medical skills at home and abroad that can cure them completely. People of all ages. So Madam, don’t be too disappointed. Now the first thing is to let the young and old take care of them daily, and don’t destroy them before you find a doctor."

Mrs. Fu sighed, nodded and said, "Doctor Gong thinks, how long can Fengcheng's injury last?"

  Doctor Gong was silent for a while, and said, “Three years, if the problem cannot be solved within three years, even if there is a solution in the future, Shao Fu’s legs will not be able to recover.”

Mrs. Fu picked up the veil and touched the corner of her eyes, and nodded: "I see, the doctor of the laboring palace. I will also trouble the doctor of the palace in the future. I will let someone prepare the yard for you, so you should go to rest first. If there is anything What is missing, just tell the next person."

  The palace doctor nodded and stood up, "Then I will retire first."

   "Walk slowly."

  (End of this chapter)