The old lady returned home disheveled, and Fan Jiancheng was still at her house waiting for news, primarily concerned about the living expenses.
He had promised to buy his son some toys and chicken legs, after all.
With his and his wife's meager salaries, they could barely get by, let alone live comfortably. They depended on the monthly living expenses from Chui Li and the money he managed to scrape together every now and then. Having a son with great difficulty, he couldn't shortchange his precious child.
Besides, the couple was also considering saving money, as their son was growing every day, and there would be more expenses in the future.
Seeing the old lady storm in angrily with Xiaofen, who looked utterly bewildered following behind, his heart sank as he sensed that something was amiss.
Could it be that the old lady had come back empty-handed?
Impossible!
