Because I was walking too fast, the third year of junior high school was the first day of the rework rush. Feng Yan didn't even buy a ticket. He stood all the way to Xijiang. After arriving at Xijiang, Feng Yan did not wait for the high-speed train at noon in order to deal with Zhang Meng's affairs earlier, but rented a taxi and went straight to Jiangping Zhang Meng's house.

At 9:30 in the morning, the taxi that Feng Yan was taking was parked at the door of Zhang Meng's house.

"Thank you, Master." Feng Yan said goodbye to the taxi and turned around and pulled the suitcase and knocked on the door of Zhang Meng's house.

Du Qiao, who leaned against the sofa in the living room, was listless and sad, and quickly walked out of the house when she heard the knock on the door.

"Here, come, Brother Feng Yan, you are here"

"Is that still the man?"

"Well, I'm still lying in bed without eating or drinking, or talking."

"Let's go, let's go." The two of them said and walked straight to the bedroom.

Feng Yan walked into the bedroom and looked at Zhang Meng lying on the bed with helpless look on his face.

"Go and move a chair for me"

"Oh,,,," Du Qiao agreed to walk to the living room and brought a chair next to Feng Yan.

Feng Yan pulled the chair to the bed and sat up directly

"You're awake, I feel so uncomfortable that even your wife and your brother don't recognize you. When will you get rid of your troublesome problem?" Feng Yan felt inexplicably angry when he saw that Zhang Meng still didn't respond.

"Have me up! Look at me!" Feng Yan suddenly stood up and pulled Zhang Meng, who was lying on the bed, up directly.

"What do you want to do? Are you still going to finish it? If you have nothing to do, just lie on the bed and put on a skeleton. You just got married, you are like this. Can you live this life? Aren't you cheating others?"

"Brother, I killed my grandma, it's all because of me," Zhang Meng let Feng Yan hold his collar and turn his head and cry.

"Mengzi, you can't think so. How can it be your fault? Why is grandma hiding the condition from you? Why give up treatment? It's because she feels sorry for you and doesn't want to make things difficult for you. If you are grandma, you will do this, right? How can you blame you? Besides, grandma must not want to see you like this, she left you suicide note to you. She definitely didn't want to make you blame yourself. Grandma is so sad that she sees you like this now. Ah,, look at Du Qiao again. You finally got married. After less than three days of marriage, she didn't spend a honeymoon with you. Instead, she wiped her nose and tears with you. How selfish are you? Wake up, brother." Feng Yan opened his hand holding Zhang Meng's collar and stood beside the bed, swaying earnestly and persuading Zhang Meng.

"Grandma is so sick, but I don't know at all. Even if I took her to the hospital for a treatment, I felt so happy. I didn't even have enough filial piety for a day. When I think of this, I just,,,,,,,,,,,,.”

"Brother, I'll tell you again. Grandma has left. Can we turn this article over? Your wife is still waiting for you to lead the family to live. If you are a man, wipe your tears dry and be a responsible person. If you run this family well, you will feel uncomfortable. Find a place where there is no one and cry. But at home, in front of your woman, you must be a man. Have you heard it?" Feng Yan looked at Zhang Meng, who was still crying and indifferent, and became more and more angry as he spoke. He suddenly rushed towards Zhang Meng and stretched out his hands and pulled Zhang Meng's collar and pulled Zhang Meng off the bed.

"You look up at your woman, look at her, because of you, her eyes are swollen like bells. Do you know what she cried on the phone yesterday? Are you just a husband? You bastard!" Feng Yan, who was angry, pushed Zhang Meng hard to the ground and walked out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the living room.

"Think about who you are worthy of doing this"

Du Qiao didn't bother Feng Yan, who was angry in the living room, cried and squatted in front of Zhang Meng, hugging Zhang Meng tightly.

"Husband, what should you do if you ask me to do? Our family cannot be without you. How can you let me live like this?,,,,,,,,,,"

"Come on, I'm sorry, I'm wrong, please forgive me." Zhang Meng apologized in Du Qiao's arms and kept leaning into Du Qiao's arms.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you. As long as you are well, I will be satisfied."

Feng Yan heard the conversation between the two and knew that his words had just worked, so he stood up and stood at the door of the bedroom.

"Come on, you help Mengzi up and let him go to the bathroom to wash himself. I'll go out to buy you some food. Mengzi, I don't want to see you crying again after I come back., Have you heard it?"

"Well,," Zhang Meng nodded and slowly stood up from the ground.

Du Qiao finally figured it out and kept wiping her tears happily when she saw Zhang Meng.

"Husband, let's wash your face"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!