Chapter 1773 Arrangements for Returning Home 6
Feng Qingxue didn't know what was going on, so she asked in detail, "Others were nationalized, how did she keep it?"
The old woman said, "Who told her to marry Mao Hongbing, the man who was in charge of parading and house raiding? He worked in the Revolutionary Committee of our street, so he was very powerful. Who wouldn't be afraid of him? The Deng family fell into such a state, Deng Hongling and Deng Wu suffered many times, Mao Hongbing did a lot of work, and supported Zhang Rong with rice and flour."
Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, remembered it in her heart, and pretended to be stupid, "She is so capable and eats so well, there must be a lot of people who give gifts, and she doesn't need these things from my family."
"But Zhang Rong likes to dress up. If there is any rare cloth, she will definitely be willing to exchange it with old things." The old woman glanced at her.
No matter how rustic she dresses, her delicate skin and tender flesh can't deceive people. Her skin is whiter and tenderer than Zhang Rong's carefully maintained skin. How can she look like a country girl? I'm afraid she is disguised and made up like the people who secretly collect old things from the streets.
The old woman said nothing more, and walked home on her bound feet. She secretly spat when she passed by Zhang Rong's door.
People who are ungrateful and black-hearted should not be afraid of being spitted on.
Feng Qingxue found a place to change her hat and scarf, put on a military coat and carried a backpack to Deng Hongling's residence. Deng Wu had woken up and was lying on the bed, blinking his black eyes to watch Deng Hongling packing things on the table.
"Doctor, you are here!" Deng Hongling took the backpack that Feng Qingxue had taken down.
Feng Qingxue was about to speak when she suddenly exclaimed. Wasn't the white flour in the small basket on the table the one that the old woman had exchanged from her before? She could see the patch on the small basket clearly, so how could it be in Deng Hongling's house?
Deng Hongling noticed her gaze and hurriedly said, "My brother's nanny sent it. She often secretly sent us food."
Feng Qingxue said, "Oh," and understood where the old woman's hostility towards Mao Hongbing and Zhang Rong came from.
"If that's the case, why did you beg so hard in front of your sister-in-law? You even broke your head." The old woman exchanged flour for them and sent it to them. She was more willing to find ways to treat Deng Wu.
Deng Hongling shook her head and said, "Mrs. Liao's son and daughter-in-law are very unfilial. They look down on Mrs. Liao's past as my brother's wet nurse. They think that my brother grew up thanks to her breastfeeding. She is also a guilty person, so I don't want to trouble her. I don't want to accept this little flour, but Mrs. Liao said that she asked someone to exchange it and I can't take it back."
She thought that Zhang Rong would not ignore her son's life no matter how ruthless she was. Who knew that she was really ruthless to the extreme and really didn't save him.
Feng Qingxue understood.
"It's getting late. I have to go home after giving Xiaowu an injection. I won't say anything else." She took out the syringe and medicine, looked at the shy and weak child on the bed, and felt a little distressed.
Deng Hongling hurried forward and asked her nephew to thank her.
"Thank you, doctor." Deng Wu's voice was a little weak.
"You're welcome. Take good care of yourself and you'll recover soon." Feng Qingxue gave him the injection and took his temperature again. It was much lower than in the morning. She felt relieved and the rest depended on recuperation.
Deng Hongling was grateful.
Feng Qingxue took out the ten steamed buns and the mutton soup lunch box bought at noon from her backpack and put them on the table. While she was declining, she said to her, "My husband is also a soldier. He participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. He admires your brother's character and would do this. Don't be polite to me. Take good care of yourself and your nephew. If I contact your brother, I will come to tell you."