Besides, when Tingting was in the hospital, she said that she wouldn't save it, but she said it herself, so it was better to save the medical expenses to supplement Yaozu's nutrition.

It's all women, other people's lives are not valuable, is her life valuable?

Other people's medical expenses can be saved, why can't hers be saved and let Yaozu go to junior high school? ”

Zhang Fen smashed over one sentence at a time, only to make Feng Dabao speechless.

Mrs. Feng in the room listened, and tears slid down her old face with the ravines.

Hearing that her son didn't respond anymore, her heart was like ashes.

In fact, it is better to be incurable, on such a day, it is better to live than to die.

Mrs. Feng fell completely down as soon as she fell ill.

After Feng Dabao was scolded by Zhang Fen, he didn't dare to say anything about going to the hospital, so he could only try to send her more food every day, so that Yaozong could come to see her more.

But Mrs. Feng couldn't eat anymore, and she only had a bowl of porridge every day, and she still had half a bowl left.

My favorite grandson in the past, now I see it.

The bones of the body are visibly getting haggard day by day.

But one day, her appetite suddenly improved, and she ate a whole bowl of steamed eggs and a small half bowl of rice.

She looked at her grandson next to her and suddenly shouted.

"Tingting ......"

Feng Yaozu, who was playing marbles, turned around when he heard this.

"Tingting? Who is Tingting? ”

"Grandma, I'm Yaozu."

saw Mrs. Feng smile: "Tingting, are you waiting for grandma here?" ”

"Why don't you go get a bowl of chilled mung bean soup for grandma? Grandma wants to eat your iced mung bean soup. ”

Feng Yaozu looked at Mrs. Feng strangely.

Grandma looks like this...... It's scary.

"Dad, Mom......"

Feng Yaozu turned around and ran towards the house: Come out and take a look, grandma is confused. ”

Hearing this movement, Feng Dabao and Zhang Fen in the house hurriedly ran out.

I saw Mrs. Feng lying on the straw mat of the thatched house, her eyes were already dilated, and she kept shouting: "Tingting, Tingting......"

"Tingting, it's grandma who is not good."

"Tingting, can you forgive grandma......"

Mrs. Feng was already thin, and in addition to the illness of the past few days, the whole person was out of shape, her face was pale, her eye sockets were sunken, and she looked terrible.

Zhang Fen didn't dare to step forward, only Feng Dabao went up and shouted, "Mom, Mom......"

"Uh......"

Mrs. Feng suddenly let out a breath, turned her head, and grabbed Feng Dabao's hand fiercely.

Her strength was so great that she felt like she was about to use up what little strength she had left.

Feng Dabao didn't feel the pain, he just had red eyes, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Mom......"

Then in the next second, the hand that was holding him tightly loosened its strength and fell down heavily.

Mrs. Feng's head tilted and her eyes were closed.

"Mom......"

Feng Dabao roared and cried completely.

Mrs. Feng died......

In her life, she basically hasn't done a few good things, and she is basically hated by everyone in the village.

Now that the people are gone, forget all the things in the past, although the people in the village didn't come to Feng's house to mourn much, but when she was mentioned, they still couldn't help but sigh a few words.

In fact, if you want to mourn, it doesn't seem to work.

Zhang Fen never thought about giving her a funeral at all, she was reluctant to pay the money.

The three daughters came back, scraped together some money, and bought her a thin coffin.

After all, her daughter is a married person, and she has been educated by Mrs. Feng to be timid and cowardly since she was a child, and she didn't dare to ask her in-laws for too much money, only a little private house, and she didn't even have any money to stop her spirit, so she hurriedly pulled it up the mountain and buried it.

In fact, the three daughters were naturally angry with Zhang Fen's approach.

But what can they do?

When she was a child, Mrs. Feng was extremely harsh on her three daughters, letting them do housework and work, and telling them that this was what they should do, that her daughter was useless, and that she would have to rely on her son to support her in the future.

The three daughters were brainwashed again and again, and they really went against the grain, and later got married, and they all exchanged a large amount of dowry, which caused them to have no say in their in-laws' family.

They have been like this all their lives, and now in the face of the vicious brother and daughter-in-law, even if they dare to be angry, they dare not speak, so they can only bury their mother, give the only money left on their bodies to their younger brother, and hurried back to their mother-in-law's house.

Feng Dabao looked at the gross ticket in his hand, and felt strange in his heart.

When he was young, his mother taught him, and when she was old in the future, she would rely on him as a son.

But in the end, it was still a few sisters who gave their mother a pension, so forget it, the sisters also gave him the last money on their bodies.

For the first time in his age, he felt useless.

He went home listlessly and saw Zhang Fen sitting at the table chattering.

"Feng Dabao, why did you say that your mother kept calling Tingting's name before she died?"

Hearing the sound of her husband entering the door, Zhang Fen turned around and asked him.

"How do I know?"

How could Feng Dabao have the heart to think about this?

He went straight into the house and lay down on the bed.

Zhang Fen kept following, leaning against the door, frowning and muttering: "You said that old woman, I didn't like that girl before, and I haven't heard her mention it for so many years, why is she dying now, shouting vigorously?" ”

Feng Dabao heard Zhang Fen call his mother an "old woman" again, and his heart was irritable.

"What do you care so much for?"

"I think there's something wrong with this!" Zhang Fen said.

"There are so many people, she doesn't shout, why just call that girl's name?"

"Eh, do you remember?" As Zhang Fen spoke, he went up and sat next to Feng Dabao again.

"When you were injured in the leg, the people in the village said that our family had committed an evil act, and they all said that it had something to do with that girl.

I didn't think about anything at the time, but if you look at it now, since the death of that girl, our family has really become more and more unlucky, and the old woman will call that girl until she dies, do you think there will be any connection between them? ”

"Oh, what's the connection? I'm going to sleep, don't bother me. ”

Feng Dabao was really in no mood, so he turned his back to the wall and slept.

If he dared to talk like this before, Zhang Fen would have exploded, but now Zhang Fen is pretending to be worried about his heart, and he is not even in the mood to quarrel with him.

She was always worried in her heart, and she always felt ......

I always feel that the retribution that should have come has not yet come......

Of course, the Lu family didn't know what happened in Daping Village.

An An and her parents, grandparents, and grandparents walked all the way, stopping and stopping all the way, and walked for a total of three days before finally arriving in the capital.

The houses in the city are different from those in the village, all of them are buildings, and An An's family bought commercial houses, and the environment is better than the old houses and courtyards in the past.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the community, An An saw familiar people.

"Sister Yaya......"

An An cried out excitedly.

Sister Yaya has grown a lot taller than before, she is wearing a white dress, her hands are in her pockets, and she calls her with a smile: "An An......"

Yaya is only more than a year older than An An, but she has grown taller, thin, quiet and mature, and suddenly looks many years older than An An.

After not seeing each other for many years, An An was as happy as a husky, and Yaya was calm and self-controlled, talking to An An calmly.

On the other side, Ning Zhe was also standing there, looking at An An with a somewhat stunned gaze.

So, retribution is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

(End of chapter)