Chapter 158

In the quiet flower hall, the atmosphere was dignified. Zheng Ying held her waist and sat in a hard solid wood carved chair, pressing her already sore waist without trace.

Mrs. Fu sat on the throne and looked at the account book in her hand. Her face became more and more gloomy.

Zheng Ying's eyes fell on the two people opposite her. They were Mrs. Fu's brother Fu Yucheng and Fu Fengcheng's uncle and aunt.

Mrs. Feng's face is not good-looking. She is still angry about her son's experience yesterday, but she dare not contradict Mrs. Fu. She can only put on such a face.

Feng Jiye's face was full of worry and sadness. Looking at Mrs. Fu who was turning over the account books, she wanted to stop talking.

"What the hell is going on?" Mrs. Fu threw the account book on the ground and said in a deep voice.

Feng Jiye rubbed his hands and looked at his sister with some uneasiness. "Little sister, we can't blame this. It's really that Leng is too cunning. She said to let the northwest Song family break our goods... She thought it was talking, but who knows it's true..."

In the afternoon, they suddenly received news from the owner of the factory in the northwest, saying that there was a problem in the mine in the past two months, the machine was broken, the output was low, and they could not supply the goods they needed on time.

The other side's attitude was kind but also very tough, and expressed willingness to compensate them for their losses in accordance with the agreement.

However, the other party did not accept their repeated requests for timely supply.

Feng Jiye doubted, "little sister, can the girl in the cold family have so much energy? Should it not be my big nephew..."

Feng Jiye doesn't believe that the Leng family can have such great ability to influence the Song family in the northwest. The song ye in the northwest is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

If the cold family had this ability, where would it fall here?

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

But now she doesn't want to break this with Feng Jiye... "Brother, do you think it's useful to gossip?"

The expression on Feng Jiye's face was stiff, and he felt his nose uneasily. "What did you say?"

Mrs. Fu sneered, "how long have you been taking over these industries? How did I explain to you earlier? I'm too lazy to tell you where the 600000 I took back from banks and banks?"

Feng Jiye looked honest. "Didn't I tell you that all the money was used to expand production, buy land and build factories? Younger sister, we are a family. Is it too much for you to doubt big brother so much?"

Mrs. Fu sneered, "buy land to build factories? Where's the title deed?"

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

After hearing this, Mrs. Feng sitting on one side couldn't help it.

Despite her husband's obstruction, she stood up and said, "little sister, it's really easy for you to say that. Do you think we want to stay in Yongcheng? Have we touched you for so many years when you have enjoyed yourself in the Fu's house? It's not easy to ask you once. As a result, you see what you're doing? Now your two nephews are abandoned. Are you happy?"

"You blame me?" Mrs. Fu's face sank. "If you're safe, who can do anything to you? Feng Zhaohui's own death is going to provoke Chang Xiu Wei. Isn't it your teaching son's incompetence?"

Mrs. Feng was so angry that she lost her head. How can a mother tolerate others scolding her son?

Mrs. Feng said in a shrill voice, "I can't teach my son well? You're a good teacher. At least my son didn't steal his sister-in-law! If your son hadn't ordered to stay in the Fu's house and did such shady activities, he would have been beaten to death and drowned in a pig cage in the pond!"

Zheng Ying, sitting next to her, was innocent and his face turned white.

"Get out of here!" Mrs. Fu slammed the tea cup on the table.

Mrs. Feng sneered, raised her chin and said, "you are the wife of the Fu family. You are great. We can't offend you! But don't forget that the Feng family raised you. No Feng family can have you today..."

"Shut up! Stop talking!" Feng Jiye saw that Mrs. Fu's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water. He quickly pulled his wife back, "stop talking!"

Mrs. Feng was unwilling, but she found some sense after being stopped by her husband. She didn't want to really offend Mrs. Fu to death. At present, she hummed and turned her head and stopped talking.

After holding his wife, Feng Jiye smiled awkwardly at Mrs. Fu, "little sister, your sister-in-law is just on impulse. Don't be general with her."

Mrs. Fu said calmly, "get out!"

"This... Little sister, we are all a family. Don't..."

"I'll tell you!" Mrs. Fu snapped.

Zheng Ying hurriedly said, "uncle and aunt, why don't you go back first. Let's talk about something tomorrow."

Feng Jiye didn't want to face Mrs. Fu's anger, so he agreed, "OK, let's go back first. A Ying, take good care of your little sister and don't be angry. By the way... And the Song family, you have to ask me about it. You can't be careless."

With that, without waiting for Mrs. Fu to rush again, Feng Jiye dragged his wife out quickly.

Mrs. Fu stared at them until their backs disappeared outside the gate.

There was silence in the hall. Zheng Ying stood up and poured a cup of tea again and brought it to Mrs. Fu. "Mom, calm down. My aunt is generous at first sight. You don't need to be angry with her. If Yucheng comes back and sees you angry, you should be worried."

Mrs. Fu took a deep breath and took a look at Zheng Ying, which eased a little, "you still have such a big stomach. Don't stand and sit down."

Zheng Ying smiled and said, "thank you for your concern. I'm not in the way. It's my duty to serve my mother."

"Our family, you are sensible." Mrs. Fu sighed.

Seeing that Mrs. Fu was slowing down, Zheng Ying sat back in her position. Looking at Mrs. Fu, she asked with some worry, "Mom, is this really done by big brother?"

Madam Fu lowered her eyes and said, "the boss has friends with song Lang of the Song family. If he comes forward, it is not impossible."

"If so, I'm afraid it's hard to do." Zheng Ying worried.

It's really hard to do. My mother conspired with my uncle to seize my son's estate, but my son stuck my neck in turn.

I'm afraid no one will believe it when it gets out. The key is that Mrs. Fu can't make a big fuss about it.

If you make trouble in front of the supervisor, everyone's face will be ugly.

Mrs. Fu hung her eyes and thought for a long time before she said, "I'll find someone to ask the Song family about the situation. By the way, has your uncle arrived in Yongcheng?"

Zheng Ying nodded and said, "I arrived two days ago. My uncle suffered some pain in the police station. My mother is taking care of him these two days."

Fu human said: "you can see the Feng family. It's useless. Now I don't have anyone. Let your uncle help here for a few days."

Zheng Ying hesitated a little and nodded, "OK, mom. I'll discuss it with my uncle when I go back."

Mrs. Fu has a headache. "This time, your uncle has been wronged. Please let him rest assured that yu'er will not treat him badly in the future."

Zheng Ying said with a smile, "we are all a family. What are you worried about?"

After looking at Mrs. Fu, Zheng Ying still couldn't help asking, "Mom, Uncle... Since you know that uncle's family is like this, how can you leave the factory to them?"

Fu human: "after all, it's 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 thought... Yu'er doesn't have many brothers and sisters. They should improve after this crime. They can help yu'er in the future. I didn't expect it to be so useless!"

Zheng Ying nodded, her drooping eyes flashing slightly.

She felt that things should not be so simple.

But Mrs. Fu naturally listened to what she said, as if she really fully trusted what Mrs. Fu said. She comforted: "they failed to live up to my mother's trust. My mother should relax her heart. Don't be angry."

Mrs. Fu looked at her abdomen and said with a smile, "what's wrong with me? I have to wait to hold my grandson."

"Madam, doctor Gong is coming." the steward outside the door informed.

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

After a while, doctor Hougong came in from the outside, glanced at Zheng Yingcai sitting on one side, nodded to Mrs. Fu and said, "good afternoon, madam."

Mrs. Fu sipped her tea and whispered, "doctor Gong has worked hard. Please sit down."

Doctor Gong thanked him and sat down opposite Zheng Ying.

When the servant brought up the tea and withdrew, Fu Fu said, "doctor Gong came so far from the north. I don't know what happened to Fengcheng's injury?"

Doctor Gong frowned slightly and looked a little heavy. "To be honest with his wife, most of his right leg was ok, and the bullet in his left leg couldn't be taken out. It's similar to the result seen by the teacher a few months ago. Although it didn't deteriorate, it's unlikely to get better."

Mrs. Fu frowned, just 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 forcibly taken out, it may hurt Fu Shao's leg bones and even nerves. At that time, the consequences may be more serious."

"How serious?"

Doctor Gong said, "the whole leg is completely necrotic, amputated, or even... Dead."

Nowadays, the risk of surgery is not small, not just the technical problem of doctors. Many patients die because of postoperative infection or complications.

It's quite a surprise that Fu Dashao can recover from his original injury.

Mrs. Fu was silent. Doctor Gong thought she was worried and sad, and comforted her: "Madam, at the beginning, my teacher didn't take out the bullet forcibly. I just thought there were a lot of capable people in the world. Maybe there are more skilled doctors at home and abroad who can completely cure most of them. Therefore, my wife doesn't have to be too disappointed. Now the first thing is to let most of them do a good job in daily maintenance. Don't destroy them before finding a doctor."

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

Doctor Gong was silent for a moment and said, "if the problem can't be solved within three years, even if there is another way in the future, Fu Shao's leg can't be recovered."

Mrs. Fu picked up her handkerchief, touched the corner of her eye, nodded and said, "I see. It's hard for Dr. Gong. I'll bother Dr. Gong in the future. I'll have the yard ready for you. Why don't you go and have a rest first. If there's anything missing, just tell the servant."

Doctor Gong nodded and got up. "Then I'll leave first."

"Go slowly."