Mrs. He went on a hunger strike, and left the words: Zhu Maocai didn't promise to give her a grandson for a day, so she didn't eat for a day.

When the news spread, the seven daughters of the Zhu family all returned.

Three or four gathered around Mrs. He's bed, crying, begging, and persuading.

Mrs. He kept her mouth shut, didn't speak, and didn't look at the girls, with a wooden face, and tears flowed.

The other three or four grabbed Feng Che and persuaded him bitterly-

"Little Eight, how can you not give birth to a son?"

"No, my family doesn't have a throne, and I don't have a million properties, why do you give birth to a son, so that he will accompany me to endure hardships and hardships when he is born?"

"How can you endure hardship? Isn't there still us, my sister will help you. You and Xiaoni should also be diligent and save more money for the children—"

"That's even worse, I'm a son, how expensive it is, how can I work with a woman and be tired?"

"I didn't say that you are not expensive, you are the baby pimple of our old Zhu family. But isn't that what everybody is?"

"What am I going to do? Can they give me food or clothing?"

“......”

These sisters haven't fought with Feng Che yet, and they obviously don't know Feng Che's routines, and they don't know what to say when they are so messed around by him.

It is clear that they think it is very right, very clear, and everyone is accustomed to it, how can it make the little brother become strange as soon as he says it.

And the little brother's nonsense still makes some sense.

The sisters are all ordinary peasant women, who have never gone to school, and they can't read a few big words, let alone talk about any big truths.

It's still Zhu Daniu, who has dealt with Feng Che once, and also knows a little about his path.

Zhu Daniu didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Little brother, my mother is so angry with you, do you really have the heart to watch your mother starve to death?"

Several other sisters also hurriedly said, "Yes, little brother, my mother loves you the most, and you are also the most filial, you won't watch your mother suffer, right?"

No, definitely not!

Feng Che shook his head vigorously, squeezed away a few sisters, threw himself in front of the bed, grabbed Mrs. He's dry, black and thin hand, and said emotionally, "From childhood to adulthood, my mother loves me the most, so my mother doesn't eat for a day, and I don't eat either." ”

Mrs. He turned her head sharply and looked at Feng Che in disbelief.

Feng Che pursed his lips tightly, with a little grievance in his eyes, "Mom, I really don't want to be burdened for a little cub, and I don't want to be a cow and a horse for him, you love me so much, why don't you think about it?"

Mrs. He was so angry that her heart hurt, her eyes rolled and rolled, and she only hated that she was in too good health, and she couldn't faint even if she wanted to.

is still Zhu Daniu, as the eldest sister who raised her eldest brother by herself, she still knows a little about this younger brother.

She glanced at Mrs. He: Mom, my brother is a pampered child, where have you ever been hungry?!

Mrs. He immediately reacted, yes, her Bao'er didn't say she was starving, she hadn't eaten coarse grains, even in the most difficult time, she didn't treat him badly.

Such a child actually wants to starve compared to her, an old lady from the old society?!

Mrs. He thinks that she will win by lying down!

Besides, she quietly asked her daughter to get her some snacks to fight her hunger, and secretly ate two pieces in the middle of the night when no one was around, so that she could last for ten days and a half months.

She doesn't believe it, can her family Bao'er survive her?

When the time comes, he will have to listen to her obediently.

However, the facts gave Mrs. He a resounding slap in the face.

After sending away a few sisters, Feng Che directly moved the futon to Mrs. He's house.

Mrs. He was dumbfounded, and Feng Che still had a filial smile, "Mom, don't worry, I'll accompany you!"

Mrs. He: ......

The mother and son were so on the bar, except for drinking some water every day, neither of them ate.

Mrs. He prides herself on being a hard-working person who has survived the old society, and feels that she has no reason to compare with her son.

She forgot that although she was born before liberation, she has not suffered much since she got married.

Perhaps because she gave birth to seven daughters, her mother-in-law scolded her a lot and let her work in the fields.

But that's all, her mother-in-law never deducted her from eating and drinking.

When she gave birth to a son, she directly became a great hero of the old Zhu family, and even her parents-in-law had to look at her face to live.

Later, when her in-laws died and the man left, she pulled up eight children by herself, which seemed to be very difficult.

In fact, at that time, her daughters had grown up and could work for the family, and under her brainwashing, the seven daughters were capable one by one, and they were all in the house, and she didn't even need to interfere in Zhu Maocai's affairs, she just needed to cook and clean up the house all day long.

Later, her daughters were married off by her one by one, in exchange for a generous bride price, the life of the Zhu family was better, and Mrs. He also lived a pampered life like an old lady.

Mrs. He herself can't remember when the last time she was starved.

And Feng Che stared closely, she didn't have a chance to steal food at all, she only starved her heart to the back, and her eyes were empty.

On the other hand, Feng Che has been in the mission world for thousands of years, he has seen everything, he has suffered everything, and his willpower is not ordinarily strong.

A few bowls of water a day, for three days, without frowning, and every day he smiled and talked to the old lady, telling her various reasons why he didn't want to have a son.

Mrs. He is hungry and angry, but her body is hard-boned, and she can't play a weak old man who faints at every turn.

Once, Mrs. He was so angry that she simply pretended to be unconscious.

As a result, Feng Che pinched her fiercely, and the strength almost jumped up when she pinched her.

It's really dizzy, I can't faint, it's impossible to pretend to be dizzy, I'm so hungry, Mrs. He is so bitter in her heart.

What's even more deceptive is that An Xiaoni's daughter-in-law is a loser, with a lot of fish and meat every day, but the taste is still bizarre and good.

As soon as the meal arrived, there would be a mouth-watering taste of food from the kitchen, and Mrs. He's stomach was rumbling so loudly that she swallowed her saliva greedily.

Feng Che looked calm, unaffected in the slightest, except for the occasional roll of the Adam's apple.

The mother and son carried it for seven days, and Mrs. He was so hungry that she didn't have any energy at all.

Or Zhu Daniu was not at ease, she came to visit every day, and when she saw that her mother was really guilty, she said distressedly: "Mom, why don't you forget it first." I can see that the younger brother is now determined not to have a son. ”

These days, Zhu Daniu has been thinking about her brother's "nonsense", and the more she thinks about it, the more she feels reasonable.

Yes, their old Zhu family has no power and no wealth, what are they doing desperately to fight for a son?

Let him be poor as soon as he comes out?

It is said that sons are more expensive than daughters, so why do you have to give birth and suffer with adults?

What, you said you have a girl to help you?

But the water that the girl spilled out, no matter how much she has the heart to help, it is limited.

Just like this time, she helped her younger brother raise the child, but she also made a fuss about the child being beaten.

It is estimated that Xiaoba also understands this, so he feels that he can't rely on his sister for everything.

As for succession?

is still the same sentence, their old Zhu family has been poor peasants for several lifetimes, and now they are not very rich, a broken family, what is worth passing on? !

I have to say that Feng Che's words are still quite brainwashing.

At least a severe patriarchal cancer patient like Zhu Daniu was also spared by him, and occasionally the idea of "no need to fight for a son" came up.

"No, you can't just leave it at that. The Zhu family can't be stopped, and I can't be a sinner of the Zhu family. "Mrs. He has actually loosened, but her mouth is still hard.

"Mom, my brother is only twenty-five years old now, don't look at him as a father, but his heart is still a child!"

"He has never suffered since he was a child, let alone suffered, the whole family revolves around him, and now he suddenly tells him that he is working hard for his son, how can he stand it?"

Zhu Daniu used the content of her own guess to persuade her mother-in-law, "After a few years, he will be sensible, and when he sees that other people's families have sons, he doesn't need others to say, he himself will feel bad about not having a son." ”

Mrs. He's eyes lit up, yes, why didn't she think of this.

The eldest daughter is so right, her son is pampered when he is young, and he has a unique temperament, how can he think of working for others?

After waiting, his son's friends all hugged his son, and the father and son were harmonious and beautiful, and he must have hot eyes when he saw it.

In the eyes of patriarchal cancer patients like Mrs. He and Zhu Daniu, sons and daughters are different, and sons are the hope and roots of the whole family.

Treating others with themselves, these two felt that as long as Zhu Maocai saw that other people's families had sons, they would definitely be envious.

"Eat!"

Mrs. He finally figured it out, and felt that she had a way, so she shouted at the top of her voice: "Xiaoni, bring me the braised pork you just made!"

Feng Che stood at the door, under normal circumstances, the muttering of Mrs. He and Zhu Dayu could not be heard at this distance.

But Feng Che had better hearing than Anne, and could hear the conversation between mother and daughter clearly.

He couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips: I'm sorry, old lady, I won't envy others, let alone be overwhelmed by public opinion outside, and follow the crowd to fight for my son!