Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

"That's basically what happened. Don't worry, An An. I was the one who got Zhu Qingyang into the furniture factory. I will make up for the money he lost myself..."

Zhu Qingyang’s incident almost damaged the reputation of the furniture factory. Feng Fuxiang felt that he had failed to live up to Wan An Ning’s trust.

Wan An Ning shook his head: "This is not the fifth uncle's fault. The fifth uncle just doesn't know people well. Just pay more attention to it in the future."

"Yes, I will pay attention to it in the future, and I won't need those relatives anymore!"

"Well... there's no need to be so arbitrary. If there's someone capable, Fifth Uncle doesn't have to use him just because he's a relative. He just needs to get to know his character before using him."

Feng Fuxiang nodded: "Yes, I will pay attention to it."

Feng Huaizhong shook his head and sighed: "This old woman is really confused. She just makes trouble for you guys all day long!"

Neither Wan Anning nor Feng Fuxiang spoke.

When Feng Huaizhong saw them like this, he knew that they were dissatisfied with Old Mrs. Feng, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If I can't see the situation clearly, I'm afraid I'll be disliked in the future!

"An An, your grandma is getting old and confused, so don't bother with her. If she asks you to help someone find a job again, just refuse. Don't worry about her reputation."

Wan An Ning raised his eyebrows. From what Feng Huaizhong said, it seemed that this matter was not over yet.

"Grandpa, did my grandma make any other requests?"

Feng Huaizhong sighed: "She said that she wanted your mother to find a job for Qingyang here, which made your mother angry. Don't worry about it. I'll talk to her!"

Wan An Ning nodded. Since Feng Huaizhong had already said that he would tell Old Lady Feng, she decided not to interfere anymore.

However, thinking about the incident that Old Mrs. Feng had caused in her hometown, she still had some concerns in her heart. After all, in addition to her aunt in Zhujia'an, Old Mrs. Feng also had two daughters who were married not far from Longwang Tower. If they took turns to attack, Feng Fuxiang might not be able to withstand it!

Moreover, even if Feng Fuxiang could hold on, he would inevitably spend a lot of effort on these trivial matters.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to keep Old Mrs. Feng under close watch!

"Grandpa, my grandma didn't beat you again this time, right?"

Feng Huaizhong shook his head: "No, An'an, I was just about to tell you this. I'm much better now, and I won't cause her too much trouble. How about keeping your grandma here? What do you think?"

Feng Fuxiang was worried that Wan An Ning would think that he didn't want to support Old Madam Feng, so he deliberately said something in front of Feng Huaizhong and said quickly, "No, no, An An, don't worry, I've already told your fifth aunt that your grandma will live in my house from now on, and no one can take her away!"

Wan An Ning did not respond to Feng Fuxiang's words, but looked at Feng Huaizhong and said, "Whether grandma stays or not must depend on grandpa's opinion. Since grandpa is willing to let grandma stay, then let her stay."

Feng Fuxiang opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.

Feng Huaizhong was quite happy. He stroked his goatee with a smile and said, "Okay, your grandma will be happy if she knows!"

"Grandpa, did you call me over to talk about cousin Qingyang? Or is there something else?"

"Nothing else, I just want to tell you about your grandma. Since you agreed, there is nothing else to do. Just go and do your thing."

After coming out of Feng Huaizhong's room, Wan An Ning looked at the people busying about in the yard, and soon found Old Mrs. Feng who was sitting next to Feng Xiangmei and teasing Feng Ankang with her hand.

She seemed to be saying something to Feng Xiangmei, but Feng Xiangmei had a cold face and didn't respond to her at all.

Wan An Ning strolled over, pulled a bench next to Feng Ankang's cart, and reached out to carry Feng Ankang, who had been struggling to get out, out.

"Mom, grandma, what are you talking about?"

When Feng Xiangmei saw Wan An Ning coming over, she immediately smiled and said, "It's okay. Your grandma told me some things about her back home!"

Wan An Ning looked at Old Lady Feng. Old Lady Feng smiled awkwardly and said to Wan An Ning reluctantly, "Yeah, just talking casually. Have you finished talking to your grandfather? Did he tell you…"

"mother!"

Before Mrs. Feng could finish, Feng Xiangmei interrupted her and said, "I heard my father calling you. Go and see what's wrong with him!"

Old Mrs. Feng frowned: "Why didn't I hear it..."

"You are hard of hearing. My father is calling you again. Go now."

Old Mrs. Feng was indeed hard of hearing. She glanced at Wan An Ning, then stood up and left doubtfully.

Wan An Ning didn't say anything. She clapped her hands and teased Feng Ankang: "Ankang, call me sister!"

Feng Ankang saw Wan Anning's eyes curved, and he grinned and shouted, "Sister, sister."

Wan Anping, who was standing by, slapped Feng Ankang on the butt in dissatisfaction: "You little brat, I told you to call me sister, why didn't you do it? Big sister, you don't know, this little brat is so mean! Not only does he not call me sister, but he also deliberately spit in my face every time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ankang pursed his lips and with a "pu" sound, he sprayed saliva all over Wan Anping's face!

Wan Anping screamed, stamped his feet fiercely, and complained to Wan An Ning: "Sister, look at him, he is so mean!"

Wan An Ning was amused by this scene and then burst into laughter.

Feng Ankang didn’t know why Wan An Ning was laughing, but when he saw Wan An Ning laughing, he also grinned and started laughing.

Zhao Hang's eyes had been following Wan An Ning's figure. Seeing him smiling happily, he also moved a stool and sat over here. He imitated Wan An Ning and clapped his hands towards Feng Ankang.

Feng Ankang was standing holding Wan An Ning's hand. When he saw Zhao Hang clapping at him, he looked up at Wan An Ning, then glanced at Zhao Hang, and ignored him.

Zhao Hang thought about the time he went to the temple fair with Wan An Ning yesterday and bought a lot of toys for Feng Ankang. He got up and went into the house to find a rattle and shook it at Feng Ankang a few times: "Come on, Ankang, come here."

Feng Ankang was attracted by the rattle and reached out to take it. Zhao Hang stepped back a little, and Feng Ankang didn't catch it. He made a few "hmm" sounds at Wan An Ning.

Wan An Ning was listening to Feng Xiangmei telling her that tomorrow was the third day of the Chinese New Year and that several uncles and cousins ​​were going back to their hometown, and she asked her if she wanted to go back with them.

Seeing that Wan An Ning ignored him, Feng Ankang slowly moved his feet and moved towards Zhao Hang little by little...

"You'd better go to your father's place. Your wedding with Zhao Hang was rather hasty, so it's understandable that we didn't inform your father to come. However, you still have to tell him in person about such a big thing as getting married."

Wan An Ning was indeed planning to go back with Zhao Hang. After hearing what Feng Xiangmei said, he nodded and said, "Okay, then we will go back with Uncle Wu and the others tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was hit on the arm. Feng Xiangmei winked at her and said, "There's no rush for this matter. Discuss it with Zhao Hang first and then make a decision."

"No need, Zhao Hang will listen to me!"

Zhao Hang was suddenly called out, and was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and agreed with Wan An Ning: "Ah? Yes, I will listen to An Ning."

Feng Xiangmei glared at Wan An Ning with some disapproval. Just as she was about to say something to her, she heard Wan An Ping's surprised voice: "Mom, big sister, look, An Kang will be gone!"