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After all, no matter how lively it is, nothing is more important than a daughter.
Following the incident, Ye Fangfei had been keeping a close eye on things. She learned that Ma Yinhua had woken up on the way to the hospital. However, Zhou Xiaoying and the others still took her to the hospital for a thorough examination. Fortunately, she didn't have any serious injuries; there were just three stitches on the back of her head and a mild concussion. The doctor advised her to stay in the hospital for observation for two days.
This was what Tian Guizheng mentioned when he returned with his bicycle. In the afternoon, Aunt Zhao also came over to chat with Ye Fangfei, discussing the fate of Old Lady Ma and Ma Erlang. Before leaving, Zhou Xiaoying asked her neighbor to help report to the police. Now, Old Lady Ma and Ma Erlang were already in custody.
As for how to resolve the situation, it depended on Zhou Xiaoying's decision. When Tang Zhicheng returned home that evening, Ye Fangfei shared what had happened that day with him. Tang Zhicheng sighed, "Although Zhou Xiaoying is not at fault, her future days are likely to be tough."
In the past, even though Ma Lianfa wasn't a good person and didn't treat them well, at least there was a man in the family, which deterred others from bullying them. But now it was hard to say what would happen, especially as their three daughters grew older.
Ye Fangfei fell silent upon hearing this; she understood what Tang Zhicheng meant. Although most people in this era were simple and honest, there would always be a few bad apples that could spoil everything. They could only deal with future troubles when they arose; if things got really bad, there were so many people in the neighborhood who wouldn’t just stand by and watch them get bullied. That was all she could say.
Noticing that his wife seemed a bit downcast, Tang Zhicheng regretted having brought up such a topic that upset her. He quickly tried to change the subject: "Wife, today I helped out at the machinery factory."
"It's truly one of the top factories in the country; they have real strength. Their workers received much more in year-end gifts than we did. Look at what I brought back: a pound of flour, a pound of rice, a pound of vegetable oil, two pounds of brown sugar, two pounds of apples, several fish fillets, as well as sunflower seeds, candy cubes, dried kelp strips, and small shrimp."
Tang Zhicheng brought everything he had collected today for Ye Fangfei to see.
"Wow, there’s so much today! This is great; we won’t be short on fine grains for the next two months!" Ye Fangfei exclaimed happily.
Indeed, Ye Fangfei was distracted by Tang Zhicheng. After all, what others had was never as important as what they had at home. She wasn’t a saint; she had only felt a momentary dip in her mood earlier.
Tang Zhicheng had been bringing back little things every day for the past few days, so she was used to it. She didn’t check what he had brought back right away today.
Now, as she watched him take out item after item, she wasn’t overly excited but felt pleasantly surprised.
In this era, resources were truly scarce. Ye Fangfei found it hard to adjust after getting used to the abundance of goods in the twenty-first century where anything could be bought as long as one had money.
Not to mention, in modern times, she was accustomed to eating fine rice and flour; having a meal of coarse grains was merely a reminder of hardship.
Now, it was mostly cornmeal or sorghum flour, and occasionally sweet potato flour. Eating rice noodles or noodles felt like a significant improvement in her diet.
Fortunately, Tang Zhicheng often traveled outside and could manage to get fine grains. With so few people at home and only Ye Fangfei eating when Tang Zhicheng was away, they could enjoy a meal of fine grains every day.
That’s why she was so happy about the large amount of rice and flour he brought back today.
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