Sheng An Ning nodded: "Her physique is indeed very good. She can eat a lot the next day. She won't accept less and insists on eating meat."

As we age, our digestive function declines. If we eat food that is difficult to digest, we may become constipated and strain, which will be harmful to the wound.

She tried to persuade him several times, but the old lady glared at her and complained to her son that she was not full. She also asked what kind of thoughts Sheng An Ning had, saying that she would not let him eat properly even though he was sick.

Sheng An Ning was helpless. After observing for a few times, she saw that the old lady didn't seem to have any reaction after eating a lot of fish and meat, so she just let her be.

Zhou Hongyun sighed: "If your mother had such a good physique, she wouldn't have passed away so early. Now your father is left alone. How pitiful is he?"

Sheng An Ning said nothing. Zhou Nanguang was indeed quite pitiful. It was not popular to find a life partner nowadays. Moreover, considering Zhou Nanguang's feelings for Zhong Wenqing, it was impossible for him to find a life partner.

So, I had to be alone, but fortunately Momo went back.

Thinking of Momo, Sheng Anning realized that a week had passed. "I was so busy these past two days that I forgot the time. I wonder if Song Xiuyan and the others have arrived yet?"

Zhou Hongyun was also thinking about this: "He probably hasn't arrived yet. If he had, he would definitely call Shi Xun. If Shi Xun didn't come back to tell me, then he definitely hasn't arrived."

Zhou Shixun came back in the evening and brought back the news that Song Xiuyan had already arrived in Beijing. Zhou Nanguang also brought a phone call saying that Momo had arrived home safely.

When Sheng An Ning heard Mo Mo's name, she couldn't help but feel a sore nose: "Is Mo Mo okay? Have you talked to Mo Mo?"

Zhou Shixun nodded: "Dad said that Momo is in good spirits after returning home. He had a bowl of wontons and two fried dough sticks for lunch. He looks very energetic."

The child is fine, but Sheng Anning is still very upset: "Have you talked to Momo?"

"We talked. Momo was very well behaved. He said he would listen to Grandpa and wait for us to come back. Momo also said he would eat more so that mom wouldn't worry."

Sheng An Ning couldn't control her tears: "Life is so hard, when can I go back to see Mo Mo?"

Zhou Shixun comforted him: "It's a good thing that Momo got home safely. Dad said that he will call again on Sunday. You can go to my office to answer the phone then."

Sheng An Ning was comforted instantly: "What time is it on Sunday? It's nice to hear Mo Mo's voice."

The family was whispering about missing Momo.

The family upstairs is also making a fuss at the moment.

Old Mrs. Lu had shaved her hair off, and it hadn't grown back yet. She refused to wear a hat in the house and let her wounds be bandaged with several rounds of gauze.

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, staring at Leng Jie opposite him.

Leng Jie did not visit her during the days she was in the hospital. Lu Chaoran explained that something suddenly happened at Leng Jie's home and she went back to her parents' home.

Mrs. Lu naturally didn't believe it. How could such a coincidence happen?

When she came back from the hospital today, Leng Jie happened to be at home. Old Mrs. Lu was gloomy all day, and until now, she has not said a word, just looking at Leng Jie with a sinister look.

Leng Jie originally wanted to go to the ward to apologize to the old lady, after all, she still wanted to live a good life with Lu Chaoran. But as luck would have it, her mother's arm was burned, so she rushed back to take care of her for two days.

I just came back today. I originally wanted to make some soup for the old lady and send it over, but she ended up being discharged from the hospital and came back.

Since he came back, he has been silent and just looked at me gloomily.

Leng Jie didn't want to pay attention to her, but Lu Chaoran was there too. He had been holding it in for the whole afternoon. Now he sat down opposite Old Lady Lu and shouted, "Mom, I'm sorry. I accidentally got you injured and hospitalized."

Mrs. Lu was obviously not satisfied with this light apology: "You are such a busy person. You didn't even go to take care of your mother-in-law when she was in the hospital."

But she didn't mention that Leng Jie shook off her arm and caused her to fall.

Lu Chaoran frowned: "Mom, didn't I tell you? Leng Jie has something going on at home and needs to go back. I haven't been here these days, and I haven't let you go hungry."

Mrs. Lu smacked her lips and said nothing. After a long silence, she spoke: "Let's not talk about the past. It's meaningless. We still have to live our lives in the future. My son is right. We should look forward to the future. There is no need to talk about the past. After all this time, how can we tell who is right and who is wrong?"

Leng Jie was still a little stunned and looked at the old lady in surprise. How could she say such reasonable words?

Mrs. Lu paused again and said, "Since we are looking forward to our lives, do you also want to have a child? As long as you listen to me, I guarantee that you can give birth to a child."

The expression on Leng Jie's face instantly turned into shock, and she turned to look at Lu Chaoran.

Lu Chaoran frowned, not understanding why his mother was still insisting on this topic: "Mom, didn't I tell you that we don't want children, and we can live like this for the rest of our lives."

Mrs. Lu's face darkened. "What you said is true. If you don't have an heir, who will wear mourning for you when you die? Not to mention you, even if I die, I won't be able to rest in peace. You know that in the countryside, if you don't have an heir, people will criticize you."

Leng Jie couldn't help herself: "After the last time, I can't have children anymore. The hospital has checked it."

Old Mrs. Lu rolled her eyes. “What’s the point of going to the hospital for a checkup? In our village, there was a woman who couldn’t have children after being married for more than ten years. I helped her. There was something wrong with her family’s feng shui. I asked her to change the direction of her bed and fill the hole in the yard. She got pregnant the next year, and now her child is three years old.”

Leng Jie looked at the old lady in disbelief, and finally she didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Lu Chaoran, go ahead and talk. I'll go back to my room and rest first."

It's so ridiculous, there's no way to communicate.

Is having a baby such a simple thing?

When Mrs. Lu saw Leng Jie stand up, her face darkened and she yelled, "Sit down! What's your attitude? Are you willing to watch my son have no offspring? I didn't ask you to divorce. As long as you listen to me, I guarantee that you will be able to get pregnant."

Lu Chaoran was helpless: "Mom, I also said, what time is it now? We can't have feudal superstitious ideas."

"How can it be feudal superstition? You haven't even tried it, and you call it feudal superstition. You just want to piss me off to death!"

As Mrs. Lu spoke, she patted the armrest of the sofa. Suddenly, she cried out in pain and covered her head, "Ouch, I can't take it anymore. Ouch, I feel dizzy. Chaoran..."

Lu Chaoran was startled and hurried over: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Lie down quickly. Leng Jie, go downstairs and call Doctor Sheng to come up and take a look."

Old Madam Lu leaned softly on the sofa. "I have a headache. I can't take it anymore. Chaoran, I won't survive this winter. You guys are just mad at me... You just want me to die with regrets."

Leng Jie didn't know what was going on. Seeing the old lady like this, she rushed downstairs to call Sheng An Ning.