Luo Zhiyong gritted his teeth, if it weren’t for his own mother, he really wanted to grab her head and smash it against the wall. Whether it was for the sake of his wife, or because she was his mother, Luo Zhiyong still held back his wrath, turned around, and laid out the unsuitability of the matter to Zhou Yunmei, "I advise you, don’t think of the matter so simply. To put it harshly, we aren’t even sure if the child in this woman’s belly is Zhiming’s, let alone whether it’s a boy or a girl. Even if we step back and suppose it is a boy, if you bring the child home, are you planning to push Zhiming to divorce Fang Xiu? Do you think Fang Xiu will care for this child, or do you truly believe Zhiming will care for him? In the end, who would raise the child?" "I..." Zhou Yunmei impulsively wanted to say she would raise it. "Don’t tell me you will raise him; we are the ones providing for you as it is." Luo Zhiyong saw through her intentions, cutting off her words, "If you really can raise some unknown woman and her child, it seems you have too much money to spend. Then I won’t give you any money for elderly care for now. We will send it when you really cannot move anymore." "You..." Zhou Yunmei was silenced, but she looked at Luo Zhiyong with a mouth pursed in discontent. Luo Zhiyong was impatient, looking at her, "Stop beating around the bush. State your position: do you want the money, or the child?" Luo Zhiyong explained, "Like I said just now, if you want the child, you will have to raise him yourself in the future, and we won’t send any money for elderly care. Moreover, you’ll have to deal with the fact that Fang Xiu and Zhiming might divorce any time, and handle the gossip from the villagers." "This... should I really make that woman have an abortion?" As Zhou Yunmei considered the multitude of issues involved, she began to waver. "If not an abortion, what were you thinking?" Luo Zhiyong spoke to her, really feeling like dying of frustration, "With so many siblings in our family, do you lack grandsons? If you really want a child, just encourage Fang Xiu and Zhiming to try and conceive. If you like children, aren’t raising their children good enough? Why must you bring back a child of unknown origin?" "That’s right, Mom, did your brain get blocked up, or what? Why are you being so stubborn?" Even Luo Honglan, who had always been standing aside, couldn’t listen anymore, "I heard that woman is divorced, which doesn’t sound good. Why do you want her child?" Zhou Yunmei finally came to her senses completely; this time she was unusually unobstructive, repeatedly nodding her agreement, "Yes, yes, I hadn’t thought so much about these things. Tomorrow, I’ll still take that woman to have the abortion to avoid more trouble." Luo Zhiyong looked at her and nodded slightly, then planned to leave, "You go back to the hostel first. Today you also clarified the situation with that woman, tomorrow you can directly bring her to have the abortion." "What about me; are you really not going to take care of mom anymore?" Zhou Yunmei noticed Luo Zhiyong’s attitude was really off this time, rarely showing a softer side, her tone implicitly pleading. Luo Zhiyong had never seen Zhou Yunmei make such a pitiful show ever before; she was always haughty in front of everyone. His heart softened slightly at the moment, and without being too dismissive, he simply told her, "After you finish the task tomorrow, you should head back the day after tomorrow; once everything is settled." Yun Mei saw that Zhiyong’s face looked better, and turned to Pingying, "Pingying, what do you say? Now that you don’t have to pay, and I also trust your husband about not wanting the child, why are you still sulking?" "Hong Lan, take Fang Xiu along with them to the city tomorrow, buy each of them a set of clothes. I’ll pay for it." As long as she was willing to go back, it didn’t matter spending a bit on Pingying, "After that, buy a return train ticket the day after tomorrow. Everything in the city is expensive, we can’t stay long. Just staying one night at the guesthouse costs one or two yuan; no one can afford to stay long." Actually, Yun Mei was still somewhat unwilling to go back; she had never been to the provincial city before and wanted to enjoy a few days there before leaving. But Zhiyong also urged her, "Yes, you’ll return the day after tomorrow. Dad is alone at home and is also hoping for your return. There’s nothing for you to do here." Seeing that Zhiyong also spoke up, Yun Mei pouted but agreed. Seeing her agreed to go back, some of Zhiyong’s anger dissipated, and he didn’t mention returning to the compound immediately. His wife was here, and he had managed to get leave for tomorrow; he thought about showing her some stores here tomorrow. After a while, Yun Mei suddenly remembered something, "Oh right, Zhiyong, Xu He said she couldn’t find a place to work, please take her there tomorrow." Speaking of Xu He, Zhiyong’s expression turned sour again, "It’s easy to find that place. You go back to the guesthouse now. Have her come here, and Hong Lan and I will take her to the bus station." Yun Mei was worried, "Just take her there once. She’s all by herself, what if something happens?" "If I hadn’t been coming back this time, she would have to find it herself. How could she not find it?" Taking the opportunity, Zhiyong said to Yun Mei, "Mom, not to criticize you, but when you interact with people, be more discerning. Recognize who you can be close with and who you can’t. People like Xu He who say one thing to your face and another behind your back, you’d better stay away from her and her family. Who knows how nice they are to you on the surface and what they might be doing behind your back." Yun Mei felt that Zhiyong disliked Xu He because of the bad things Xu He said about Pingying the day before, and she muttered in defense of Xu He, "You have to be reasonable while supporting your wife too. Xu He is actually quite nice." Pingying looked at Yun Mei with a sarcastic smile, "Mom, if you think Xu He is better than me, then you can rely on Xu He to support you when you’re old." Yun Mei glared at Pingying, "What are you talking about? Supporting elders is your duty. Don’t act as if you’re too important. You buy so many things for yourself just fine, give us some money and stop nagging all the time." Pingying, since it’s her own money she’s using, couldn’t be bothered to explain and retorted with a sneer, "Yes, it is too important. It’s me who’s sending you money every month now. Can’t you be more pleasant when you’re spending someone else’s money?" Pingying felt that with someone like Yun Mei, you need to be firm. Being nice to her only makes her more aggressive towards you, but speaking harshly stops the nonsense. Sure enough, seeing Pingying being blunt made Yun Mei wary of provoking her further, fearing she would lose her temper and then her son, who dotes on his wife, would blame her. Not to mention, concerning Xu He, she didn’t think it was worth it. So, she glanced at Pingying and said, "Alright, alright, if we’re not sending her, then explain clearly to her how to take the bus. I still have to explain it to her mom when I go back, since we are neighbors after all." Zhiyong agreed, and Yun Mei didn’t say much more, glaring at Pingying again with annoyance, then called for Luo Honglan to accompany her to the guesthouse. (To be continued. If you work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for a recommendation ticket, a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)