Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have brought more money with me."

Feng Xiangmei felt more confident when she thought about the savings book with 5,000 yuan that Wan An Ning gave her.

"No, I have money in my hand. You can keep the money I give you for a rainy day."

Wan An Ning put the things in the bag and hung it on the handlebars, then carried Wan Anping back to the bar. After she got on the bike and rode slowly for a few times, Feng Xiangmei jogged a few steps, leaned over and sat on the back seat.

From Yongfeng Town, we took the national highway, which was paved all the way, and in less than twenty minutes, we reached Longwanglou Village.

After getting off the national highway, the path leading to the village was not very smooth. Wan An Ning didn't dare let Feng Xiangmei sit on the back seat anymore, so he pushed the bicycle and walked to the village with Feng Xiangmei.

Feng Xiangmei pointed at the land on both sides of the road and told her who owned this land and who owned that land...

When she reached the entrance of the village, she suddenly stopped and said to An Ning: "An An, thank you!"

Wan An Ning was only concerned with the topography of the area and didn't hear what Feng Xiangmei said. He turned around and asked, "Mom, what did you just say?"

"Nothing, I said let's go over there quickly."

"okay."

She looked back at the large piece of bare land next to the national highway. She originally wanted to ask Feng Xiangmei why there was no crops planted on that land, but then she remembered that Feng Xiangmei had been married to Wanjia Village for more than 20 years and should have known nothing about the Dragon King Tower. So she did not speak, thinking that she would have the chance to ask Feng Zhanpeng or her uncles.

After Feng Huaizhong finished his breakfast and cleaned up the house, he happened to see the door of the house opposite him open. He greeted them and went to fetch water from their water well with a bucket.

Bucket after bucket of water was poured into the vat. Feng Huaizhong was a little out of breath. He held onto the door frame, tapped his waist with the back of his hand, and said self-deprecatingly, "Oh, I really refuse to accept my old age. I'm so tired that my back and waist ache after just carrying a few buckets of water. If it were back then, when I had to pay public grain, I could carry a bag of grain weighing 100 kilograms on each end of the shoulder pole from our village to the commune without even breathing hard..."

Wang Fengxia, the young hostess of the house next door, smiled and said, "My dear, a good man never brags about his past achievements."

"Hahaha, you're right, let's not talk about our past achievements!"

Feng Huaizhong raised his head and laughed, revealing several missing teeth.

The children in the yard heard the laughter and ran out, looking up at Feng Huaizhong's shaking goatee, their eyes sparkling with curiosity:

"Grandpa, I want to hear your story. Please tell us a story..."

Feng Huaizhong patted the child's head and said, "Okay, what does Grandpa want to say, Yafei?"

This question really stumped Yafei: "I... I want to hear about the big carp. Um... the kid was lying on the ice, and the big carp jumped out and jumped into his arms... He hugged it and took it home to make fish soup..."

Wan Anning was pushing his bicycle when he reached the corner and saw Feng Huaizhong giving Yafei a thumbs up and praising him: "Oh, that's incredible! Yafei is so smart. He understood what I was talking about after just one listen..."

Wan Anping jumped down from the car and shouted excitedly: "Grandpa, I know that Yafei is telling the story of 'lying on the ice to catch carp'..."

"Pingping?" Feng Huaizhong thought he had seen it wrong. He rubbed his eyes and saw not only Wan Anping, but also Wan Anning and Feng Xiangmei approaching.

"Xiangmei, An'an, why are you here?"

Feng Xiangmei handed over the bag she had been holding in her arms: "An An bought a set of clothes for you and mother respectively. We came here to deliver the clothes to you."

Feng Huaizhong said, "Why spend that money? Your mother and I already have clothes to wear." However, despite saying that, he still happily took the bag from Feng Xiangmei, opened the bag and took out clothes from it.

"Huh? Is this a thick coat for winter?"

Feng Huaizhong touched the woolen coat in his hand, looking a little dazed.

When he heard that it was Wan An Ning who bought him the clothes, he thought it was a summer sweatshirt. At this time, both summer ready-made clothes and fabrics began to be sold at a low price. In his opinion, Wan An Ning didn't have much money, and the fact that he was willing to buy him a piece of clothes was already a great act of filial piety.

So he happily accepted the clothes that Wan An Ning bought for him.

What he didn't expect was that the bag contained not the sweatshirt he thought it contained, but a very thick woolen coat.

Wang Fengxia, who lived next door, also knew that Feng Xiangmei's family was not well-off. She never brought anything good when she came back to her parents' home. She didn't take the clothes they gave her seriously this time. When she heard Feng Huaizhong say they were thick clothes, she raised her eyebrows. When she saw Feng Huaizhong take out the woolen coat, she was stunned.

"Oh, Uncle Huaizhong, this is a woolen coat. You are so lucky. If it were made of real wool, this coat alone would have cost more than a hundred yuan, right? Aunt Xiangmei is really generous this time."

As Wang Fengxia spoke, she reached out and touched the material of the coat. She felt that given Feng Xiangmei's family conditions, they would definitely not spend so much money to buy a woolen coat that cost more than a hundred yuan. This coat should be a replica.

But the moment her fingers touched the coat material, she knew she was wrong, the material was actually real wool!

Although Wang Fengxia had never worn woolen clothes, her sister who married in the city had a woolen coat. When her sister showed it off to her, she asked her to touch it. The material didn't feel as good as Feng Huaizhong's, but it was sold for more than 100 yuan, which was her sister's salary for several months.

She looked at Wan An Ning calmly. Feng Xiangmei just said that this dress was bought by Wan An Ning...

"Sister An An, where did you buy this dress? I also want to buy one for my father, how much is it?"

Wan An Ning smiled and said, "I went to Z City with my cousin Zhan Peng a while ago and bought it in Z City for 180 yuan each."

In fact, Wan An Ning bought it in S City, but thinking of the lesson in her previous life, she didn't want to spread the word that she went to S City. Even when she said she went to Z City, she said she was with Feng Zhanpeng.

When Wang Fengxia heard the price, she was shocked: "It's so expensive, I'd better make a set of cotton clothes for my father."

Seeing that his son's eyes were fixed on the bag on the handlebars of Wan An Ning's bicycle, although the things in the bag were not opened, the fragrance wafted out, making people drool.

However, thinking that the old couple Feng Huaizhong had never eaten anything good and only had simple meals, her own daughter came to buy them some delicious food. She couldn't let her useless son snatch food from the old couple's mouths.

She stretched out her hand and twisted her son's ear, pretending to be angry and said, "You little bastard, did you steal the egg cake I hung on the beam and eat it?"

As he spoke, he dragged his son back to his yard.