Good Fortune Arrives at the Door of a Rural Doctor's Daughter

  Lao Lao was drinking with Liu Li Chang, he felt that this family's division was very suffocating, but there was no way to talk about it with outsiders.

  Does he still have the face to see people after this gets out?

  When can Laozi control his son?

  At this time, the family had already dispersed. The old man held up a large bowl and poured a mouthful of wine into his belly, completely ignoring Fowei's words. When he heard someone shouting, he smiled and raised the coarse ceramic bowl in his hand, "Xianzhong, come on, let's have one with Shibo."

  Fu Qiu Lian twitched the corner of her mouth and indeed she had drunk too much.

  This generation's uncle has become this generation's father.

  Fu Zhanqiang burst out laughing, picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. He slammed the bowl on the table and said, "Nephew first, uncle please."

  "Come on, haha, Liu, let's go, little brother Liu."

  A group of men burst into laughter, Li's face turned black as she gazed at the table full of dishes, her heart aching with every glance, all of which were paid for by her own money. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qian stuffing a piece of fatty meat into his mouth. She stretched out her chopsticks, intentionally or unintentionally knocking it away, and the meat slid back into the bowl. She let out a soft hum, "What are you eating? You'll choke to death."

  "Mom, I've only eaten two bites." Qian's words were full of grievance, but as soon as she said that, Li gave her a glare and immediately shrank back. "If you don't want to eat, then just don't eat." The chopsticks changed direction and headed straight for the pancake on the side.

  The meat is not allowed to be eaten, can this pancake still be eaten?

  "Girl, the soup is a bit hot, you drink this bowl first, it's what I served earlier and just cooled down -" Lian Qing handed her the bowl of tomato and egg drop soup in front of him, knowing she loved tomatoes, and filled it with several pieces!

  Li felt his stomach ache after watching.

  Only two tomatoes were put in the soup, and they were all given to Fu Qiulian by Lian Qing? She glared at Fu Qiulian fiercely, thinking to herself: "You're going to eat yourself to death!" However, this time she was just muttering to herself, as Fu Zhan was sitting next to her, so she didn't dare provoke the tyrant again.

  After dinner, the three daughters-in-law of the Lian family had to clean up. Lian Tian'er originally didn't do these things, but today she was called by Li Shi, "Tian'er don't run around, go to the kitchen to help your sisters-in-law wash dishes."

  "Mom, I'm not going."

  "Go quickly." Li's face turned red, and both Xiang Tiantian and Hei'er walked to the kitchen with reluctance. Fu Qiulian shifted her body and smiled at Li, "Mother, I won't go over there, that kitchen is too small, two sisters-in-law plus Tiantian, it's already a bit difficult to turn around, and if I go, it will be even more inconvenient."

  "Suit yourself." Li thought that even looking at Fu Qiu Lian would shorten her lifespan by a year. Thinking that she would be living alone after the family split, she couldn't help but think resentfully, and instead wanted to see what this woman, who was used to being lazy and gluttonous, would do.

  Zhun will not be able to hold on for a few more days and Lian Qing will have to endure no longer.

  Will husband and wife have fewer quarrels in the future?

  The more she thought about it, the more pleased Li was with herself, and she even felt as if she had imagined a scene where Lianqing and his wife were quarreling to the point of no return, Lianqing insisting on divorcing her, and Fu Qiulian kneeling at her feet begging her to intercede.

  Thinking and thinking, Li couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  He slapped his hand on the table, "Well said!"

  There was a very pleasant and slightly seductive voice in her ear, "Mother, who are you going to divorce?"

  "Nature is that cheap woman Fuzhen Lian."

  The sound of silence, dead silence.

  A cold aura emanated from Fu Zhan's body, his hand still holding the wine cup, placed at his lips, quietly staring at Li Shi, as if looking at a dead person!

  Fu Zhan took a deep breath, just about to do something, but before he could say anything, "Clang!" In the midst of the sudden noise, Lian Qing stood up with a pale face, not even looking at Li and the others present. He walked straight to Fu Qiulian's side, pulled her hand, turned around, narrowed his eyes, and swept his gaze over the few people who were still in shock. Finally, his gaze landed on Lian's father, and he smiled faintly, "Father, it seems this family can't accommodate a son like me. If that's the case, then Father, take care of yourself. I'm leaving."

  He pulled up Fuyoulian and went far away without looking back.

  Behind him, a group of people were stunned, including Fú Zhǎn Qiáng, who was also stunned - just now, the one who overturned the table was Lián Qīng? It was actually Lián Qīng?! Damn it! Fú Jiā Dà Gē (Fú's older brother) came back to his senses and slapped the table with a loud bang. This shouldn't be his job, should it?!

  Lian Qing is what, is a scholar.

  What is a show talent? A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands.

  Oh my, today was really something, actually flipped the table.

  This obviously robbed him of his livelihood.

  However, Fu Da Ge was only entangled for a moment, because he remembered another thing, and his spirit suddenly came up. Look, this Jie Cai is still Jie Cai, can't be expected.

  His gloomy eyes swept over Li's body, and he sneered twice. "Shu Shu, it turns out that my sister has been living like this in your house, haha, I've really opened my eyes today."

  "Hey, cousin, it's not what you think. It's a misunderstanding, really—"

  "I'm not just steaming, I'm boiling!" Fú Jiā Dàgē slammed the wine bowl in his hand onto the ground, coincidentally hitting Lǐ Shì's foot. The pain made her grimace, but before she could react, Fú Jiā Dàgē's words left her no time to nurse her injured foot. She jumped up and down like a cat with its fur standing on end, shrieking, "You, Fú! What are you talking about? Interest? Rent? Have you gone mad from thinking about money?"

  For her jumping, Fu Zhanqiang directly ignored her. Can a grasshopper still jump after autumn? Looking at Lao Ye's confused face with a hint of drunkenness, he smiled and handed over the list in his hand. "This is my sister's dowry list, which includes a shop, rented for two years, with an annual rent of eight taels of silver. I'll give you fifteen taels, and you should return this money to my sister. Also, there's my sister's ten mu of land, which you've eaten and cultivated for two years. Have you paid any rent or given my sister half a grain? No, right? I won't ask for much, just convert it into silver, and give me five taels."

  "You're crazy, twenty taels, you dare to say it out loud, are you insane?" The voice was Lian Tian'er, who had just entered and heard Fu Zhanqiang's words. Her anger flared up in her mind, and the fear she felt earlier was thrown to the back of her head as she cursed without thinking.

  "Good nephew, twenty taels is a bit too much, isn't it? Look at my family, even if we add everything up, we don't have that much. And besides, Sanlang's wife is also a member of this family. You see, the dowry and all these things were given to her," Lian Laoye hadn't sobered up yet, but after hearing Fu Zhankui's words, three-fifths of his intoxication instantly dissipated. He let out a sigh, looking at Fu Zhankui with great helplessness. "Why don't we just forget about this matter for now? Wait until Sanlang passes the imperial examination and becomes a government official, then she'll be able to enjoy all the blessings and wealth!" This was what Lian Laoye thought in his heart. Although the Fu family looked down on the Lian family now, thinking themselves superior, but in the future when their Sanlang passed the imperial examination, their Fu Qiulan would be considered a high-ranking match!

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