Reborn and married to a stupid scholar, she has a prosperous husband and multiple children

When Hu Fangfang saw that his mother had already thought about returning to her parents' home, she knew that there was no room for change in the matter.

"Mom, I have a way to not only not marry Wang Mazi, but also to prevent Lin Shuangshuang from coming to trouble our family. The most important thing is that I can make a lot of money for our family."

"What can I do?" Mrs. Chen looked suspicious. Is there really such a good way?

Hu Fangfang told Mrs. Chen her plan.

"Is this...is this okay?"

Hu Fangfang said firmly: "As long as mom follows my plan, I will definitely make it happen."

Mrs. Chen still looked hesitant: "No, no, isn't this going to offend Lin Shuangshuang to death?"

"How could she spare our family after what happened?"

"Didn't Mom say that as long as you capture a man's heart, are you still afraid that he will disobey?"

"When the time comes, Lin Shuangshuang will not dare to touch our family for the sake of that person."

Mrs. Chen was still worried: "What if it fails?"

"If I fail, I will marry Wang Mazi. I accept my fate."

"Mom, I beg you, please help your daughter this time. If I become rich in the future, I will support you in your old age."

"You always say that you expect my brother to provide for you in your old age, but look at how useless my brother is. Whether he can support himself in the future is another matter. How can he support you?"

"By helping my daughter today, you are also leaving a way out for yourself."

"Mom, I am also the flesh that fell off your body. Do you really have the heart to watch me being beaten to death?"

Hu Fangfang knelt on the ground and kept crying, crying as pitifully as she could.

They say that children who cry can eat sweets, but she doesn't believe that her mother can really let her die.

Sure enough, Mrs. Chen started crying when she saw her daughter like this. Of course she couldn't bear it for her own child.

Mrs. Chen hesitated again and again: "Okay, Mom will help you this time. Whether you can succeed or not depends on you."

Finally, Mrs. Chen asked suspiciously: "You don't want to take the opportunity to escape, do you?"

Hu Fangfang almost laughed out loud: "Mom, where can I go as a girl?"

“Wouldn’t running out mean seeking death?”

Mrs. Chen thought about it for a while. This is the truth. A woman who has no husband's family, no natal family, and no money to rely on, can only die if she runs away alone.

Her daughter has always been smart and would never do such stupid things.

"Mom, time is running out. Go to town quickly to buy medicine. Don't forget it's the medicine I mentioned."

"Okay, mother, go right now."

That night, Gu Jinzhong fell ill. His whole body was covered in red rashes, and his body was itchy and contagious.

Lin Shuangshuang prescribed several bottles of ointment to Gu Jinzhong and asked him to apply it continuously for a month.

Gu Jinzhong learned that the disease was contagious, so he asked Mr. Yang to bring his three children to his old home. He quarantined himself at home for a month so that he could not infect the children.

Yang thought about it and felt a little worried after all: "Okay, I'll come over every day to bring you food and medicine."

Gu Jinzhong disagreed: "I can cook, I'm just lame but not paralyzed."

"Just don't come here. I won't infect you with the disease. If you go back and infect the whole family, what's the point?"

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she didn't agree with Mr. Yang coming to deliver meals. She was also afraid that Mr. Yang would bring the disease home and infect the children at home.

Yang frowned: "I won't go into the yard. I'll leave the food at the door and take away the dishes after the next meal."

Mrs. Wang was still a little worried: "Didn't my younger siblings say that my eldest brother's disease can be transmitted through bowls, chopsticks and teacups?"

"Mom, my eldest brother can cook for himself. He usually cooks for the three children. Why can't he do it now?"

"Don't worry. Just stock up on vegetables, meat and food. You'll be fine in a month. It's not like you're too sick to get out of bed."

When Mrs. Yang heard her daughter-in-law's words, she glared hard, but couldn't say anything else.

She was also afraid of infecting all the children at home, but she just didn't feel like it.

The eldest son is sick and has no one to accompany him. He is alone in the yard, which is heartbreaking to think about.

"Mom, I'm fine. I can take care of myself."

"You should take the child away quickly."

"Okay, mom will go back and get you some food."

Gu Jinzhong said: "There is food at home, enough for me to eat."

"A little food isn't worth much, so don't push it."

Mrs. Wang also spoke: "Yes, brother, now that the family is rich, there is no shortage of food. You can rest assured if you eat more."

After speaking, Mrs. Wang smiled flatteringly at her mother-in-law.

Mrs. Yang glared at her and went back with a few children. Then she loaded a cart with eggs, meat and vegetables, rice noodles, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and drove it to the big house.

"Boss, lock the courtyard door at night to avoid thieves."

"Don't worry, Mom, there's rhubarb at the door, everything will be fine."

The next day, news spread throughout the village that Gu Jinzhong fell ill and locked himself in the hospital for a month.

After all, Hegou Village is so big, and the three younger children of the big house have all moved into the old house, and the gate of the big house is closed, so the villagers will definitely ask questions.

Just ask and you'll know what's going on!

Many people in the village lamented that Gu Jinzhong was pitiful. In the past, when Mrs. Liu was here, there were still people waiting for him.

Now that Mrs. Liu is gone, there is no woman in the family who knows how to feel cold and hot, and there is no one to take care of her when she is sick, so she can only lock herself in the yard and carry it.

There was no one around in the middle of the night, and Gu Jinzhong was so itchy that he couldn't sleep. When he was scratching his itch, he heard the cry of Dahuang, and the man couldn't help but become vigilant.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, like a woman's voice.

"Who?"

"Brother Gu, it's me... Fangfang."

Gu Jinzhong limped to the door with a cane, held up the oil lamp and took a look to see that it was indeed Hu Fangfang.

"Fangfang? Why did you come to my house in the middle of the night?"

Hu Fangfang had tears on her face and said pitifully: "Brother Gu, can you open the door?"

"I want to go in and hide, someone is trying to catch me."

"Wuwuwu... I can't be caught. My mother wants to marry me to Wang Mazi, and he will beat me to death..."

Hu Fangfang's intention to marry Wang Mazi was also big news in the village, and even Gu Jinzhong knew about it even if he didn't leave home.

But he didn't know the reason, and neither did the people in the village.

It is only said that Mrs. Chen was greedy for money and pushed her daughter into the fire pit for the sake of the high betrothal gift.

"Brother Gu, please help me. I will go in and hide for a while. I will leave when my mother is gone."

Hu Fangfang said and knelt down outside the door to kowtow to Gu Jinzhong.

Gu Jinzhong had always been an honest and kind person. He had never seen this battle before, and at the same time he sympathized with Hu Fangfang's experience, so he opened the door.

But before Hu Fangfang went in, Gu Jinzhong closed the door again: "Fangfang, it's not that I won't help you, I'm sick now, and I'm afraid..."

"I know, I heard it from the villagers, so I came to find you."

"Your place is the safest from now on. No one will come in, and no one will know that I am hiding here."

"I'm not afraid of infection, wuwuwu...compared to marrying Wang Mazi, I'm not afraid of death, let alone this."

"Brother Gu, please take me in."