vrcanaries Chapter 487 Fang Qing's belly is quite big
Chapter 487 Fang Qing's belly is quite big
That day, after forcing Fang Qing to give him living expenses again, he spat and made a harsh statement.
"Let me tell you, you're the one who caused my wife's death, this isn't over."
He glanced at Fang Qing's already protruding belly and sneered, "You either give me a decent job or a wife, or neither of us will have a good time."
Fang Qing's face was covered in tears; she was filled with deep regret.
If she had known this would be the outcome, why did she even bother getting involved in this mess?
Fang Qing, who had been blackmailed, returned home in a daze. When Lu Cong shouted at her, she was so frightened that she trembled.
"Fang Qing, what are you doing? I called you three times before you heard me."
The first two shouts were too soft for Fang Qing to react, but the third shout was louder and startled her.
Fang Qing turned her head blankly, waved her hand wearily, and said, "No, it's nothing, I'm just uncomfortable because my belly is so big."
Wang Cuilan looked at her stomach. Fang Qing was deliberately wearing large clothes to cover her stomach, so it wasn't obvious how big it was.
But after she said that, Wang Cuilan couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Your belly seems a bit big. You're only three months pregnant, it shouldn't be this big."
“I’ve been eating a bit too much lately. The doctor said the baby is a bit too big and told me to control my food intake, saying that it will be difficult to give birth if the baby is too big.”
Wang Cuilan pouted, "I was wondering why I had to bring my own lunch to work."
"I'm hungry," she said, rubbing her stomach. "It must be a boy, he eats so much."
Upon hearing that it was a boy, Wang Cuilan perked up again.
"Then don't listen to the doctor. Eat when you're hungry. I can't let my grandson go hungry. If the baby is too big to deliver easily, then we'll have a C-section. Medicine is so advanced now. Taking the baby out of the abdomen is a minor surgery, like removing a corn from your heel."
Fang Qing rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, "In your mouth, the hardships of childbirth are nothing."
Last time I said I was born in Sweet Potato Gully, and after giving birth I went back to work, just like an old hen laying eggs.
This time, they're talking about C-sections like removing a corn.
If it's so easy, why don't you get a C-section?
Lu Cong was getting annoyed by it.
To be honest, he both hoped for and didn't want this grandson.
He hoped to hold his grandson before he passed away, but the grandson could not be Fang Qingsheng's.
In his opinion, anyone Lu Jiangting randomly grabbed on the street would be better than Fang Qing.
If they have this child, their son definitely can't get a divorce. Their excellent son would never be able to die in peace if he had to spend his whole life with someone like Fang Qing.
"Alright, getting pregnant isn't a big deal, why are you making such a fuss? I'm hungry, go cook some food."
Fang Qing: "..." What kind of damn life is this?
She had just dealt with Yang Guangzong's extortion when she returned to serve the old couple.
She's pregnant, and this is just unbearable.
When Lu Jiangting returned in the evening, she kept complaining about her back aching and her waist hurting.
She said she had to go to work, and after work she still had to come home to take care of her parents, which was too hard.
Lu Jiangting said in surprise, "Doesn't Mother do all the housework at home?"
Fang Qing: "..."
"She only helps with the laundry, but I still have to cook."
"If you're tired, don't do it. Just buy something to eat outside."
"Easier said than done. Where's the money? Dad took all the money and didn't give me a single penny. How am I supposed to buy food?"
Lu Jiangting: "..."
"Jiang Ting." She pulled his hand and pressed it against her stomach.
Lu Jiangting felt awkward and struggled to break free, only to shrink back again.
Fang Qing was so angry that she gritted her teeth and complained, "I was wrong before, and I apologized to you. Look at me now, haven't I done enough? I went to work while I was pregnant, and I didn't complain even though it was so tiring. When I came back, I still had to take care of my parents. I won't even mention the hardship and exhaustion, but Dad shouldn't have been in control of the money. The little money I make each month is really not enough to support the whole family."
Lu Jiangting rubbed his forehead. "Didn't I tell you, Dad is getting old, and he doesn't spend money recklessly. He's holding onto his money to help us save it. He can't take it to his grave, so why are you arguing with him?"
"But……"
"Alright, enough with the 'buts.' You say you won't give you money, but first think about how much you saved up when you were in charge of the money."
Fang Qing: "..."
"Here's the money. Our family is still living on borrowing and paying off debts every month."
“Jiang Ting, you can’t say that. When I was in charge of the money, my parents had just arrived. My father’s condition was still unstable. We had to do tests, get medicine, and spend a lot of money on all sorts of things.”
Lu Jiangting: "What about before they came?"
Fang Qing: "..."
“Before they came, you were working at the grain and oil station, and your monthly salary was not bad. You also received your own allowance, and even with Chenchen’s allowance, it wasn’t enough. I basically used my entire monthly salary to subsidize you, and you still managed to spend every last penny. Is that really my parents’ fault?”
"That's because of Chenchen..."
"Shut up." Before he could finish speaking, Lu Jiangting interrupted, "Why is Chenchen sick? Have you forgotten that your lie was exposed a long time ago?"
One sentence shut Fang Qing down.
She had genuinely forgotten about it, and bringing it up casually was like stirring up a hornet's nest.
Now she doesn't even have to ask Lu Jiangting for money anymore; she has to say nice things to comfort him.
Of course, Lu Jiangting was telling the truth.
Fang Qing was used to spending money lavishly. Whether before or after the elderly couple came, there was never any money left over when Fang Qing was in charge of the finances.
She gets her hair permed three times a year, and she's quite generous when it comes to buying clothes.
In an era where most people wear two sets of clothes per season and only buy new ones when they wear out, Fang Qing needs at least two sets of clothes per season.
There were many pairs of shoes—flats, wedges, high heels…
There are shampoo, face cream, and a whole bunch of other bottles and jars.
She didn't like the ones her workplace gave her, so she had to buy better ones.
They are generous when it comes to food; they don't eat meat at every meal, but they make sure to have some meat or fish every day.
With the way she spends her money, it's no wonder she can't save any.
She used to complain, but Lu Jiangting, being careless, didn't notice anything wrong and only felt that the money was going to waste.
Now that his father manages the money, he can finally save some. He suddenly realized that his poverty wasn't because he earned little, but because Fang Qing spent a lot.
Now, he absolutely refuses to let Fang Qing manage the money.
However, he was a nice person. The next morning, he helped his father go for a walk and talked to him about the matter.
"Dad, although we don't let Fang Qing manage the money, it's really not good for her to pay for groceries. How about we give her some money for groceries every month?"
Lu Cong sneered, "Hmph, then how much money do you think is appropriate for her?"
"Fifty?"
Lu Cong smacked him on the head, "Son, are you stupid? Don't you have any concept of money? What can you buy that costs fifty yuan a month? We only eat meat once a week, and we usually eat vegetables. How much money could that cost?"
“Dad, food and drink are free in the countryside, but it’s different in the city. Everything costs money in the city.”
"I think you've been fooled by Fang Qing for too long, haven't you? Go tell her, don't even mention fifty, not even five yuan, no way."