Yang Zhu was speechless after being glared at by his wife. He lowered his head and helped her up.
Feng Gang was relieved to see that Chen Qin was fine, and said, "Aunt Qin, are you okay now?"
"Yes, I'm fine." Chen Qin shook her head, thinking of the phone number just now, she lowered her head to look for it, bent down to pick up the note, and handed it over, "Here, take the phone number."
"Thank you, Aunt Qin." Feng Gang took it with a smile and continued, "Aunt Qin, you fainted suddenly and scared me. I think you should go to the hospital as soon as possible to check what the problem is. If you are sick, you should see a doctor as soon as possible, otherwise it will get worse."
"Yes." Chen Qin nodded with a smile, "Gangzi, you are really considerate, and you are a caring person."
Feng Gang scratched the back of his head innocently, exchanged a few words and left.
When he went out, he didn't see Debo's trace. It was almost noon again, so Feng Gang hurried back home.
Dad was sitting in front of the stove, cooking and lighting the fire. He was naked and covered in sweat. When the firelight from the stove illuminated him, he looked like one of the Eighteen Bronze Figures of Shaolin Temple, plated with gold. Mom was frying vegetables in the pot with a spatula.
"I'm back." Feng Gang called out as soon as he entered the door.
Ma Guilan looked back at him and said, "Where have you been in this hot weather?"
Feng Gang said, "I went out for a walk. Anyway, it's boring to stay at home."
Ma Guilan complained, "You have nothing to do all day long, and you don't know how to do something serious. When I was 18 or 19 years old like you, I worked in the fields every day."
Feng Gang laughed, "Mom, times have changed. I can't compare with you. If you want me to work in the fields, I can do it, but how much money can you make from farming in a year? If you farm for a lifetime, you will only be a poor man."
Ma Guilan scolded, "If you have the ability, show me how to make money. You have made enough money, so that your father and I don't have to work so hard every day."
Feng Gang said, "Making money also depends on opportunities. Now the opportunity has not arrived, which means that it is not time for me to make money, so it can't be forced."
"You are just talking nonsense." Ma Guilan said, and then ignored her son.
There was only one son in the family. From childhood to adulthood, the couple loved him very much. They never let him work in the fields and spoiled him, which made him develop a stubborn temper. Ma Guilan could do nothing about him.
At the dinner table
Ma Guilan said, "Gangzi, your dad will go to the city to work with your uncle in a few days, so you will have to do more heavy work at home."
Feng Gang was surprised and said, "Isn't your uncle working on the construction site? Let dad work on the construction site too? I think dad should not go to work on the construction site. It's tiring, you don't make much money, and it's very dangerous. Didn't Zhang San from our village fall down on the construction site two years ago and hit his head on the ground. He was rescued but became stupid?"
"You're such a bad mouth!" Ma Guilan patted her son on the head and scolded him, "Can't you say something nice?"
Feng Gang covered his head and said, "Why didn't I say anything nice? I'm doing this for dad's good. Dad is so honest and must be bullied outside. In my opinion, it's better for him to work in the village and live a down-to-earth life."
Ma Guilan said unhappily, "Where can you get the money if you don't work? You support us. ? Other men have gone out to work and earn money, but your dad stays at home every day. What future can he have? "
Father Feng Dongyun is a well-known "henpecked husband". He never dared to refute Ma Guilan's scolding. He finished two bowls of rice in silence and put down his chopsticks and said, "Gangzi, let Dad go out to work for two years. When you get married, give me a big fat grandson, and then I will stay at home to take care of the grandson. Dad is still young and can move. He can make as much money as he can. You can't rely on you to support him now, right? Besides, you can't even support yourself now, how can you support us? How much money can you make from farming? You also said, who has made a fortune by farming?"
After listening to his father's helpless words, Feng Gang's heart seemed to be deeply hurt. He raised his head and looked at his increasingly old father with some sympathy. He choked up and wanted to speak, but swallowed it back.
Ma Guilan added: "This society is very realistic. If you have money, people will take you seriously. If you don't have money, people will look down on you. Did you see what Liang Meili did yesterday? Did you also see clearly what kind of person Li Qingchuan is? We have no money, why would he help us? We have no money, Liang Meili will bully us, what can we do to her?"
Mom's words undoubtedly thoroughly described the reality of Zijing Village and even the entire society.
Fortunately, Liang Meili has regained her dignity, and she should not dare to make trouble in front of the Feng family in the future.
After a dull meal, Feng Gang looked at his father and said: "Dad, your biggest advantage and biggest disadvantage is that you are too honest and too straightforward. You must be more careful when you go out, don't be cheated and help others count money."