CHAPTER 422: CHAPTER 417: NO ONE ELSE TO BLAME

Leaving Luo Dahu’s house, it was already past 9 o’clock in the evening. Thinking about the need to catch the vehicle tomorrow, Fang Pingying hurried Luo Zhiyong, "Let’s go back quickly, we still have to pack up. It’s going to be very late."

"Okay." Luo Zhiyong nodded.

But as they passed by their own house, they suddenly heard Zhou Yunmei’s shouting from inside, "Xu He, you shameless little hussy, don’t go too far."

Then came Xu He’s extremely sarcastic response, "Mom, how am I going too far? Today is my wedding day, shouldn’t the wedding cash gifts be given to me?"

"Why should it be given to you? The money for this marriage was all spent by me. I even have debts at the village store that I need to pay off with this cash gift money. If you take it away, where am I going to find the money to pay off my debts?" Just by hearing Zhou Yunmei’s voice, one could tell that she was extremely exhausted, presumably tormented by Xu He to the point of helplessness.

Xu He still didn’t care, responding indifferently, "That’s your business, it has nothing to do with me."

"You..." Zhou Yunmei was not even over Yu He, then she lashed out at Luo Zhiming inside the house, "Luo Zhiming, are you dead or something? Come out and say something."

"Mom, the money from the wedding cash gifts isn’t much. All added up it’s less than US$ 200. What can that really do? Why are you fighting with Hehua over this?" Luo Zhiming did come out, but he completely sided with Xu He, "Besides, we are all a family, it doesn’t make a difference whose hands it’s in."

"Zhiming, if I had known you were like this, I should have just let you die." Zhou Yunmei was so angry that she started pounding on her chest, wailing to the heavens, "I fought tooth and nail to save your life, but now that you have a wife, you’re eager to drive me to my grave, oh, heavens."

Hearing this, Fang Pingying saw Luo Zhiyong frown and stand motionless at the door. She furrowed her brows discontentedly and dragged Luo Zhiyong away.

It wasn’t until they were quite far from the Luo Family’s doorstep that Fang Pingying stopped and looked at Luo Zhiyong, "Luo Zhiyong, what did you mean just now? Were you thinking about going back and dealing with that mess?"

Luo Zhiyong was somewhat furious when he heard the commotion, but he hadn’t said anything about going in to meddle. Having calmed down along the way, he came to a realization and said, "No, it was just a knee-jerk reaction. I just thought that Luo Zhiming and his wife were too much."

Fang Pingying snorted coldly and bluntly remarked, "Even if it’s really too much, it’s the result of your mother’s coddling. You can’t blame anyone else."

Luo Zhiyong thought for a moment, then actually nodded in agreement, "Indeed, it is like that."

Fang Pingying, looking at Luo Zhiyong and not caring whether he had just intended to deal with those matters, spoke to him with a serious face, "Luo Zhiyong, let’s get this clear while there’s no one around. From now on, you are not to meddle in the Luo family’s affairs, whether Luo Zhiming seeks death or your mother clashes with Luo Zhiming and his wife; you are not to intervene, otherwise..."

Luo Zhiyong looked at her, "Otherwise what?"

With a very serious expression, Fang Pingying said, "Otherwise, we can stop living our lives together. We’ll divorce, and from then on, you can spend your life with your own family. By then, with no wife or children to worry about, you’ll have plenty of time to deal with all these rotten issues at home."

"Little rascal, why get so angry? Did I say I was going to meddle?" Luo Zhiyong was amused by Fang Pingying’s serious demeanor, he chuckled and pinched Fang Pingying, then, arm in arm, they walked towards the Fang family’s house, all the while saying, "Didn’t I also make it very clear to my parents today? From now on, unless they are sick and truly need someone, I won’t come back, so there’s nothing for me to meddle in."

Fang Pingying indeed heard Luo Zhiyong say these words today, and for the moment, she trusted him, "You had better stick to your word. If it’s like before, I’m serious, our days together are also over. I mean what I say."

Luo Zhiyong surely understood Fang Pingying’s helplessness, in fact, he too was tired. This time, he really made up his mind not to interfere.

He wasn’t a fool; he knew that getting involved in the family’s issues was futile. Why bother doing something pointless? Moreover, sometimes even when he contributed money and effort, he didn’t end up with any appreciation.

He nodded to Fang Pingying, assuring her, "Fine, I won’t get involved anymore. I’ll just take care of my wife and children, that’s all."

When the two returned to Fang Ping’an’s house, Fang Ping’an and Fang Xiu had already arranged everything at home. Things that couldn’t be brought to the city were covered up, and things that could be taken were all packed. There were at least a dozen big and small bags.

Fang Pingying said with a smile, "It’s a good thing we came back, otherwise I don’t know how you would have managed to move everything."

"Hehe, Mom told us not to waste anything at home. Anything that can be brought should be brought. In the city, everything costs money, so saving a bit is important." Fang Ping’an placed all the packed bags together, then asked Fang Pingying, "By the way, Pingying, you mentioned finding work for me and Fang Xiu in the city, how’s that going?"

"As soon as we get to the city, I’ll go talk to someone, and you guys can go work there," Fang Pingying said, "But the wages might not be much, don’t set your expectations too high."

"No problem," Fang Ping’an knew that no matter how little the salary in the city was, it would be better than farming in the countryside. He was satisfied.

The next morning, to catch the train, the whole family got up very early and didn’t even have time for breakfast. They planned to take the bus to the county and then just buy something to eat.

After packing up, they locked the door and the family went to the roadside to wait for the bus.

Their Uncle’s family arrived even earlier, already waiting by the road. Apparently, Cheng Fei was also keen to try his luck in the city and had come early.

Perhaps because Cheng Fei was going to work in the city, his wife Yu Fen looked particularly cheerful that day. As soon as they saw Fang Pingying’s family, Yu Fen came to greet them enthusiastically, and even handed Fang Pingying a bag of food with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I guessed your whole family would be heading to the city today, and that it wouldn’t be convenient to cook breakfast, so I made some especially for you to take on the train."

Fang Pingying didn’t have any major issues with Yu Fen. The latter was kind, and she didn’t want to brush off her goodwill. So she took the bag from her hands and said with a smile, "Thank you, Yu Fen."

Grinning somewhat sheepishly, Yu Fen continued, "Sister-in-law, I’m a person with an impatient temper, and I always have to speak my mind to feel comfortable. If I’ve offended you before, please be forgiving. This time Cheng Fei is going to the city to work; we’re still counting on your help."

"Yu Fen, since you’ve brought it up, let me make it clear, I can arrange a job for Cheng Fei to work in the city, but I can’t guarantee anything else. Whether he can make money or save money is still up to him." Fang Pingying knew Yu Fen’s temperament was difficult too, so she reiterated what she had said the night before to Luo Dahu and others to Yu Fen, even more explicitly.

"Just like Luo Zhiming and Hong Lan, they are two siblings, but one does well working in the city, while the other just brings home trouble."