Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

When there were outsiders around, Feng Huaizhong smiled from ear to ear and looked very satisfied with the clothes bought for him by his granddaughter. But when Wang Fengxia took the child away, his face suddenly darkened.

"Come with me into the house."

Feng Huaizhong's house doesn't have a wall around it, so anything said outside the house would soon become known to everyone.

Wan An Ning took off the things on the handlebars, and followed Feng Huaizhong into the house with Feng Xiangmei.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Huaizhong threw the clothes in his hands onto the bed.

"Look, such thin clothes, how can they be as warm as those made of cotton? One piece of clothes costs one or two hundred yuan, and two pieces cost about four hundred yuan. What kind of family would spend four hundred yuan to buy two pieces of clothes?"

"Dad, this is what An An bought for you and mom. It's a token of her love. When she was little, you treated her well. Now that she's grown up and made money, she's willing to buy it for you. It's her filial piety. Just wear it. Why do you care how much it costs?"

Feng Xiangmei herself had never bought anything valuable for Feng Huaizhong and his wife. Now that her daughter had bought something, she felt proud and had the confidence to speak to Feng Huaizhong that she had not had before.

"Hmph, An An, you are so young and ignorant. You are already a grown-up, and you are still fooling around? What is the current situation of your family? Do I need to say more? Why don't you save the little money for raising your children? Why buy such expensive clothes for me, a man buried up to my neck in the dirt? I am always dirty, and I can wear this tattered cotton jacket to my grave."

"Grandpa!"

When Wan An Ning heard Feng Huaizhong say things like "buried up to the neck in the dirt" and "worn through the grave", her nose felt sore and tears came out.

When she was little, she grew up in her grandfather's house. No matter how naughty she was, her grandfather would not scold her. But in her previous life, she was not filial to her grandfather. After her grandfather became paralyzed, she could only come secretly to visit him. Because of Feng Xiangmei's incident, her grandfather hated the Wan family so much that even though he was paralyzed, he was unwilling to eat a bite of her food...

I didn’t have the chance in my last life, and I don’t want to have any regrets in this life.

"Grandpa, don't say discouraging words. I bought this dress for you from S City in the south. It cannot be returned. If you don't want to wear it, just give it up with the scissors."

Feng Xiangmei also advised: "Dad, this is An An's gift. She went more than 2,000 miles to the south, thinking of you the whole time, and bought it especially for you. If you don't wear it, are you going to give it to the old couple in my backyard?"

Feng Huaizhong showed an embarrassment on his face. He felt sorry for the hard life his daughter's family was living and didn't want them to spend money to buy clothes for him, so he spoke harshly. But when he saw Wan An Ning's tears in her eyes and a look of being heartbroken, he felt a little reluctant.

At this time, grandma Feng came out from the inner room yawning. When she saw Wan An Ning, she hugged her and kissed her on the face again and again: "Oh, my baby An An is here. I missed you so much."

Old Mrs. Feng is very close to Wan An Ning, but Wan An Ning has a better relationship with Feng Huaizhong!

Because this kind of affection from Old Lady Feng was only superficial. When she lived here as a child, it was Feng Huaizhong who got up early every day to cook for her, it was Feng Huaizhong who washed her clothes, and it was also Feng Huaizhong who carried her on his shoulders and took her to the market to buy sesame cakes with beef.

Most of the time, Old Lady Feng followed the old ladies in the village around to find out gossip about the people around them. Of course, when she went to bed at night, she would take Wan An Ning with her.

Feng Huaizhong sleeps on a small bed in the outer room, and this habit has been continued to this day.

Wan An Ning took out the woolen coat that grandpa had thrown onto the crib and gave it to grandma: "Grandma, this is the clothes I bought for you. Try it on and see if it fits you."

"Oh my, my sweetheart is so filial that he even wants to buy me clothes. I must try them carefully then."

Feng Huaizhong coughed a few times, trying to remind Old Mrs. Feng that the clothes were too expensive and she should not get them dirty or wrinkled, otherwise it would be difficult to return them.

But before he could say anything, Old Lady Feng had already put on the clothes. After putting them on, she walked a few steps in the room and said with a smile on her face, "It fits really well. It's said that An An is a filial child. Look at the clothes I bought. They are really comfortable to wear!"

I have to say that the emotional value provided by Mrs. Feng is full and makes people feel very comfortable after listening to it.

Hearing what Old Lady Feng said, Feng Huaizhong's lips twitched, and he finally said, "A piece of clothing costs 180 yuan, how can I be uncomfortable?"

"No matter how much it costs, it's the child's love. You old man, you're just ruining her fun. The child bought it for you, so just wear it. She bought it because she has so much money. If she didn't have any money in her pocket, she wouldn't be able to afford it even if she bought it!"

Old Mrs. Feng glared at Feng Huaizhong and said dissatisfiedly.

Feng Huaizhong sighed in his heart: "You old woman, your whole life has been like this, you don't know how to worry about it. The children live a tight life, and they finally saved some money, but they spent it all on these two clothes. How can you feel at ease wearing them!"

"Why should I not feel at ease? This is the child's filial piety. I can only show her filial piety by wearing this way. What do you, an old man, know?"

Old Mrs. Feng glanced at Feng Huaizhong, sniffed exaggeratedly, and her eyes lit up: "This smells so good, what good stuff did you get?"

Without waiting for Wan An Ning and Feng Xiangmei to speak, he opened his bag and took out the things inside.

Feng Xiangmei saw Feng Huaizhong sulking on the side, so she walked over and advised him, "Dad, my mom is right. Since An An bought it for you, you can wear it without worrying about it. I tell you, An An has grown up, knows how to love me, and can make money. My life now is no worse than before!"

Feng Huaizhong sighed and said nothing more.

Wan An Ning looked at the corn stalks piled up where Feng Huaizhong's bed was and smiled, changing the subject: "Grandpa, how many sheep do you have now?"

"I have a ewe and three lambs..."

At this point, Feng Huaizhong seemed to have just realized something: "Are you bothered by the smell in the house? It's like this in the summer, the smell is stronger. Why don't we sit outside and talk?"

As Feng Huaizhong spoke, he moved a small table into the yard and got a few small stools.

Wan An Ning took the small stool and said, "Grandpa, the stools you made are really good. Can you give me a few?"

When Feng Huaizhong heard Wan An Ning praising his good bench making, he immediately smiled with joy so much that his goatee stood up.

"I am old now and my strength is not as good as before, but when I was young, I made all the furniture in the villages within a dozen miles."

Feng Xiangmei continued, "Now that you are old, you can do it yourself. My fifth brother learned your craft, so you have someone to take over."

Feng Huaizhong curled his lips and ignored Feng Xiangmei. Instead, he whispered to Wan Anning, "I don't think highly of your fifth uncle's craftsmanship. He wasn't even a master at the beginning, and the things he made were simply unbearable to look at..."

Wan An Ning smiled as he listened to Feng Huaizhong's accusation against Feng Fuxiang of the 1959 generation.