Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 160, three years (one more)

The atmosphere in the quiet flower hall was a little dignified. Zheng Ying sat on the hard carved solid wood chair with his waist supported, and pressed his already aching waist without a trace.

Mrs. Fu sat on the main seat and looked at the account book in her hand, her face becoming more and more gloomy.

Zheng Ying's eyes fell on the two people opposite her. They were Mrs. Fu's brother and sister-in-law, Fu Yucheng and Fu Fengcheng's uncle and aunt.

Mrs. Feng's face is also not good-looking. She is still indignant about what happened to her son yesterday, but she dare not contradict Mrs. Fu and can only put on such a face.

Feng Jiye's face was full of worry and sorrow, looking at Mrs. Fu who was flipping through the account book, he hesitated.

"What the **** is going on here?!" Mrs. Fu threw the account book in her hand to the ground and said solemnly.

Feng Jiye rubbed his hands and looked at his sister a little nervously, "Little sister, I can't blame us for this. It's just that the surname Leng is too cunning. She said that the Northwest Song family would break our goods... Originally I thought it was just a talk, but who knows it's actually true..."

In the afternoon, they suddenly received news from the factory owner in the northwest, saying that there was a problem in the mine in the past two months, the machine was broken, and the output was low and they could not supply the goods they needed on time.

The other party's attitude is kind but also very tough, expressing their willingness to compensate them for their losses according to the agreement.

But their repeated requests for on-time delivery were completely unanswered.

Feng Jiye had some doubts, "Little sister, can that girl from the Leng family have so much energy? Could it be my nephew..."

Feng Jiye does not believe that the Leng family has such a great ability to influence the Song family in the northwest. Song Ye in the northwest is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

If the Leng family had this ability, where would they have fallen here?

Mrs. Fu's face was a little gloomy, and she also had this suspicion in her heart.

But at this moment, she doesn't want to talk about this with Feng Jiye... "Brother, do you think it's useful to talk about it?"

The expression on Feng Jiye's face froze, and he touched his nose uncomfortably, "What did you say?"

Mrs. Fu sneered, "How long have you been taking over these industries? How did I tell you before? I'm too lazy to tell you, where is the 600,000 I got from the bank and the bank?"

Feng Jiye looked upright, "Didn't I tell you, did the money go to expand production, buy land and build a factory? Little sister, we are a family, is it too much for you to doubt eldest brother so much?"

Mrs. Fu sneered, "Buying land to build a factory? What about the land deed?"

"This..." Feng Jiye's eyes turned quickly, Madam Fu took a deep breath, and gritted her teeth: "I shouldn't have left you in Yongcheng!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Feng, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help it.

Ignoring my husband's obstruction, I stood up, "Little sister, you said it so easily. Do you think we want to stay in Yongcheng? You have been enjoying the blessings in Fu's house for so many years, have we touched you in the slightest? Okay? It's easy to beg you once, but you see what you've done? Now that both of your nephews are dead, are you happy?"

"You blame me?" Mrs. Fu's face sank. "If you guys are safe, who can do anything to you? Feng Zhaohui is going to provoke Wei Changxiu himself, isn't it because you have no way to teach your son?"

Mrs. Feng was dazed with anger, how can a mother tolerate others scolding her son?

Mrs. Feng said sharply: "I have no way to teach my son? You taught me well. At least my son didn't steal his sister-in-law! If it wasn't for your son's good life in Fu's house, he did such a shameful act. The activity has long since been beaten to death with a stick and immersed in a pig cage!"

Zheng Ying, who was sitting next to her, was innocently implicated, her face turned pale.

"Get out of here!" Madam Fu snapped and slammed the teacup on the table.

Mrs. Feng sneered, raised her chin and said, "You are the wife of the Fu family, you are amazing, we can't afford to offend you! But don't forget, the Feng family raised you, and no Feng family can have you today. ..."

"Shut up! Stop talking!" Feng Jiye saw that Mrs. Fu's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip, and he quickly pulled his wife back, "Don't talk!"

Mrs. Feng was unwilling, but she regained some sense of being stopped by her husband. She didn't want to really offend Mrs. Fu, so she snorted and turned her head away and stopped talking.

After holding his wife, Feng Jiye smiled a little embarrassedly at Mrs. Fu, "Little sister, your sister-in-law is just impulsive, don't know her in the same way."

Mrs. Fu said with a sullen face: "Get out!"

"This... little girl, we are all family, don't..."

"I'll tell you!" Mrs. Fu snapped.

Zheng Ying next to him quickly said, "Uncle, aunt, why don't you go back first, let's talk about anything tomorrow."

Feng Jiye didn't want to face Madam Fu's anger, so he agreed immediately, "Okay, let's go back first. Aying, take good care of your little sister, don't get mad at your body. By the way...and the Song family, Little sister, you have to ask the elder and the younger, this matter can't be sloppy."

After speaking, Feng Jiye dragged his wife and went out quickly without waiting for Mrs. Fu to drive out.

Mrs. Fu stared at the two until their backs disappeared outside the gate.

The hall was silent. Zheng Ying stood up and poured another cup of tea and brought it to Mrs. Fu. If you come back and see you **** yourself off, you should be anxious."

Mrs. Fu took a deep breath and glanced at Zheng Ying's expression before she relaxed a little, "You still have such a big belly, stop standing, sit down."

Zheng Ying smiled and said, "Thank you mother for your concern, I will not get in the way. It is my duty to serve mother."

"Our family, you are the only one who is sensible." Mrs. Fu sighed.

Seeing Mrs. Fu slowing down, Zheng Ying just sat back in her seat and looked at Mrs. Fu and asked worriedly, "Mother, is this really what Big Brother did?"

Mrs. Fu lowered her eyes and said, "The boss has friendship with Song Lang of the Song family. It would be impossible for him to come forward."

"If that's the case, I'm afraid it won't be easy." Zheng Ying said worriedly.

It's really hard to do. My mother and my uncle conspired to take away the son's property, but the son got stuck in the neck in turn.

I'm afraid no one will believe this if it spreads out. The key is that Mrs. Fu can't make a big fuss about it.

If it gets to the Overseer, everyone's face will look bad.

Mrs. Fu lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "I'll find someone to ask the Song family about the situation later. By the way, has your uncle arrived in Yongcheng?"

Zheng Ying nodded and said, "I arrived two days ago. My uncle suffered some hardships in the police station. My mother is taking care of him these two days."

Mrs. Fu said: "You have also seen the people of the Feng family, and you can't use them much. Now I don't have anyone under my command. Let your uncle help you here for a few days."

Zheng Ying hesitated for a while, but nodded and said, "Okay, mother. I'll discuss it with my uncle when I go back."

Mrs. Fu had a headache. "This incident has wronged your uncle. You can rest assured that Yu'er will not treat him badly in the future."

Zheng Ying said with a smile, "What's wrong with us as a family?"

Looking at Mrs. Fu, Zheng Ying couldn't help but ask, "Mother, uncle... Since you know this is what your uncle's family is like, why did you hand over the factory to them?"

Mrs. Fu said: "After all, it's Yu'er's uncle. Now they can't go back to their hometown. Where can they go if they don't stay in Yongcheng? I thought... Yu'er doesn't have many brothers and sisters, they After being punished this time, you should grow up a bit, and you can help Yu'er in the future. I didn't expect it to be so ineffective!"

Zheng Ying nodded, her lowered eyes flashing slightly.

She doesn't think it's that simple.

But Mrs. Fu said that she naturally listened to it like this, as if she really trusted Mrs. Fu's words and comforted her: "It was they who betrayed Mother's trust, and Mother should relax, don't be angry. Broken body."

Mrs. Fu looked at her belly and smiled, "I have nothing to worry about, I'm still waiting to hold my grandson."

"Ma'am, Doctor Gong is here." The steward outside the door announced.

Mrs. Fu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Please come in with Dr. Gong."

A moment later, the harem doctor came in from outside, glanced at Zheng Ying, who was sitting on the side, and nodded to Mrs. Fu: "Madam, good afternoon."

Mrs. Fu took a sip of tea and said softly, "Doctor Gong has worked hard, please sit down."

Doctor Gong thanked him, walked over to Zheng Ying and sat down.

When the servant brought tea up and back down, Mrs. Fu said, "Doctor Kui Kui Gong has come from the north so far, how is Feng Cheng's injury?"

Doctor Gong's brows furrowed slightly, appearing to be a bit heavy, "To tell the truth, Madam, the right leg of the young master is fine, but the bullet in the left leg could not be taken out, which is similar to what the teacher saw a few months ago, although there is no deterioration , but is unlikely to get better."

Mrs. Fu frowned, like every mother who is worried about her son, "Is there really nothing you can do?"

Doctor Gong shook his head, "The position of the bullet is too dangerous. If it is forcibly removed, it may injure Fu Shao's leg bones or even nerves, and the consequences may be even more serious."

"How serious?"

Doctor Gong said: "The entire calf is completely necrotic, amputated, and even...death."

The risk of surgery today is not small. It is not only a technical problem of the doctor, but many patients die from infection or complications after surgery.

It's quite a surprise that Master Fu's injury has returned to the way he is now.

Mrs. Fu was silent, but Doctor Gong thought she was worried and sad, and comforted her: "Madam, when my teacher didn't forcefully remove the bullet, he just felt that there are many capable people in this world, and maybe there are more superb medical skills at home and abroad. The person who can completely cure the young and old. So the madam should not be too disappointed, now the first thing is to let the young and old take good care of them every day, and don’t destroy yourself before finding a doctor.”

Mrs. Fu sighed and nodded, "Doctor Gong thinks, how long can Feng Cheng's injury last?"

Doctor Gong was silent for a while and said, "Three years, if the problem cannot be solved within three years, even if there is a solution in the future, I am afraid that Fu Shao's leg will not recover."

Mrs. Fu picked up the handkerchief and touched the corner of her eyes, nodded and said, "I see, it's been hard work for Doctor Gong. In the future, I'll have to worry about Doctor Gong. I'll have someone prepare the yard for you. Why don't you go to rest first. If there is anything missing, just tell the next person."

Doctor Gong nodded and stood up, "Then I'll retire first."

"Walk slowly."