Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Chapter 227 Fang Guangmei's Anxiety

After figuring it out, Fang Guangmei stared at her husband, Deng Wentao, with an incredulous look on her face, her eyes wide open.

"Wen Tao, what are you saying? Look, if I hadn't risked everything and begged my second uncle, do you think Feng Qingqing would have shown it to me?"

Deng Wentao understood that Fang Guangmei's words made sense, but he didn't know whether his second uncle would agree to ask him for help later.

However, forcing or coercing others in this way will eventually lead to annoyance or impatience over time.

No one will tolerate or pamper you for no reason; everything has its limits.

But he didn't know how to explain it to Fang Guangmei, yet he knew he couldn't remain silent either. He swallowed hard, sat down in the chair in the room, pursed his lips, and still tried to persuade his wife.

"Guangmei, as you know, Feng Qingqing is not your second uncle's biological daughter. Moreover, Feng Qingqing has already said that you no longer need to take medicine. No matter the reason, your second uncle went against Feng Qingqing's wishes. She was only willing to prescribe some nourishing medicine for your second uncle's sake this time."

However, this cannot happen again and again.

Deng Wentao was a sensible man; he knew the relationship between them.

If Fang Guangmei continues to force Fang Ershu to do such things, Feng Qingqing will eventually reach her breaking point, or perhaps one day Fang Ershu's face will no longer matter, and then what will they do?

He conveyed this message to Fang Guangmei.

Fang Guangmei was taken aback when she heard this; she hadn't thought that far ahead.

Now, all she can think about is her son.

She couldn't care about anything else, or rather, as long as she had a son, what did anything else matter?

By then, she'll already have a son.

But hearing her man say that now, she felt a little anxious.

The urgency wasn't because she was worried about Uncle Fang, but because she knew that she had been infertile for so many years and didn't know when Feng Qingqing would be able to cure her. What would she do if something happened before she gave birth to a son?

Thinking of this, Fang Guangmei paced back and forth in the room, carefully considering possible solutions.

Seeing his wife like this, Deng Wentao didn't know how to handle it. After all, he had said what he needed to say and advised her as needed. If Fang Guangmei insisted on this, there was nothing he could do but watch from behind and clean up the mess.

Hopefully, the relationship between the two sides will not deteriorate to an irreparable degree.

He knew his wife's obsession and the pain she had endured over the years in order to give birth to a son, so he couldn't be too harsh on her.

Suddenly, Fang Guangmei, who was spinning around, seemed to have come up with a good idea, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

She turned around abruptly and asked Deng Wentao repeatedly:

"Wentao, what do you think about us getting more pills from Feng Qingqing this time? After Mom gets better, you can go back first, and I'll have Feng Qingqing give me acupuncture for a while longer. I think by then, my body should be almost fully recovered."

When Deng Wentao heard his wife say this, he opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

He felt that his wife was so blind to the situation. Since Feng Qingqing was unwilling to prepare medicine for her, acupuncture would probably be even more difficult.

He was about to say something when Fang Guangmei saw that he didn't say anything, so she assumed that he agreed with her.

Of course, it's more likely that Fang Guangmei asked her man this question not to seek his consent.

Since she said that, it means she will definitely do it.

Deng Wentao knew his wife's temperament well, so he shook his head slightly and said nothing more.

His wife is truly stubborn; she won't learn her lesson until she hits a brick wall. Only when she truly realizes that things aren't as she thinks, or that she can do whatever she wants, will she finally understand.

Perhaps having found a solution, Fang Guangmei was no longer anxious or uneasy, and felt exceptionally relaxed.

After washing up, the two slept soundly through the night in excellent spirits.

The next morning, after getting up, the couple had breakfast with Wu Bixia, the mother-in-law.

Since it had been agreed yesterday that her mother-in-law would go to Feng Qingqing's house for acupuncture in the afternoons of the next few days, the group had free time to do whatever they wanted in the mornings.

Fang Guangmei was still thinking about what she had talked about with her second uncle yesterday, and she couldn't sit still after finishing her meal.

After a brief greeting to her mother-in-law, she took Deng Wentao with her to her second uncle's house.

They had been in frequent contact with their second uncle during this period and knew that Feng Qingqing would often visit him.

Yesterday, my second uncle agreed to persuade Feng Qingqing, so I went over this morning to see what he would do. She also happened to be there to learn more about what she and her man had discussed last night.

She had already made up her mind that, apart from accompanying her mother-in-law to Feng Qingqing's house for the past two days, she would spend the rest of her time at her second uncle's house, waiting for the result of her second uncle's persuasion.

Throughout the journey, Deng Wentao watched his wife's excited and extremely confident expression, but he never uttered the words he was about to say.

Regardless, I should make my wife happy for a while first.

Even if it doesn't work out in the end, won't he still be there?

Moreover, he believed that since his second uncle was involved, the chances of success were quite high.

So he didn't want to spoil his wife's mood, and the two of them went to Uncle Fang's house one after the other.

After knocking, I entered, and Grandma Fang opened the door for me.

Seeing that the two had arrived so early in the morning, he understood what was going on, forced a smile, and let them in.

At this time, Fang Guangjin's family of three were at work or school, leaving only the elderly couple sitting in the living room.

Grandpa Fang was holding his newspaper, while Grandma Fang was knitting a sweater while wearing her reading glasses.

When the two arrived, Old Master Fang smiled and asked them to sit in the living room for a while.

Grandpa Fang was a sensible man. Since he had already promised his niece, he would never show it on his face.

As always, he greeted his niece and nephew-in-law with a smile.

Fearing an awkward silence, Deng Wentao took the initiative to chat with Grandpa Fang.

Deng Wentao is a native of Beijing, and Mr. Fang also spent some time in Beijing when he was young, so he has some understanding of the local customs and culture.

With Deng Wentao's deliberate flattery and cooperation, the two chatted quite harmoniously.

But Fang Guangmei, sitting to the side, was somewhat anxious.

You should know that they didn't come here so early in the morning just to chat.

Seeing the two chatting so enthusiastically, she didn't want to interrupt, but her expression tightened slightly.

I had absolutely no interest in getting involved.

Before long, Fang Guangmei grew impatient and got up to go to her second uncle's room to watch her second aunt knit a sweater.

I also want to chat with my second aunt for a while.

After opening the door for the couple, the old lady didn't go back to the living room to greet them. Instead, she went straight into the room and continued doing her own thing.

A little while later, voices could be heard coming from the living room.