Rebirth in the 60s: Daily Life Raising Kids

When Ning Jing opened her eyes, she tragically discovered that not only had she transmigrated to the past, but her husband had died, leaving her with 6 children.

Looking at the group of littl...

Chapter 820 Sulking

The next day, Ning's mother thought about it all night and finally realized that she was, after all, the elder.

Even though her child didn't understand her, she always thought about her child.

Besides, she saw it clearly just now: Ning Jing was so heavily pregnant, how could she not have an elder with her?

Even if she's angry, she can't joke around with her own health.

So, I grabbed a few changes of clothes early in the morning and rushed to the hospital.

As soon as you enter the ward, you'll see Ningxia sitting on the bed, drinking porridge from an aluminum lunchbox her husband brought from home.

Seeing Ning's mother push open the door and come in, her depressed mood from the morning finally improved a bit.

With a smirk, she called out, "Mom, you're here so early? With Zhonghua here, I'm fine."

Unexpectedly, Ning's mother simply nodded to her and then looked toward the once quiet hospital bed.

The hospital bed was neatly made, and the items that were originally on the bedside table had been tidied up and put away.

Ning Jing was probably on guard because of what Ning Hao and Zhao Xueqin did yesterday.

Thinking of this, Ning's mother felt a little hot.

"Where's your older sister? Is she with someone? She's so heavily pregnant, she couldn't have gone off on her own, could she?"

Ning's mother suppressed the heat on her face and turned to Ning Xia, asking her three questions in a row.

Seeing her mother's anxious expression, Ningxia felt a little uncomfortable.

The corners of her mouth, which had been turned up, drooped. She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said, "How would I know where she went! After you left yesterday, she didn't even try to talk to me. I woke up early this morning, and she wasn't there. The nurses cleaned her bed; she's probably been discharged!"

After all, Ning Jing is heavily pregnant but hasn't given birth yet. Judging from her condition yesterday, she was able to eat and sleep well, so she didn't seem to have any health problems.

Whatever happened before, it's probably all better now.

Now that you're better, it's not good for you to stay in the hospital ward forever.

Staying in this hospital every day must cost a lot of money!

Not to mention, food and other necessities all cost money.

She couldn't bear to eat porridge in the hospital cafeteria, so she insisted that Zhang Zhonghua run home to cook porridge for her and then bring it over in an aluminum lunchbox.

Even if you can't finish it in the morning, you can still have something to eat at noon.

If you do this for a few days, you'll save a lot of money.

"Discharged from the hospital?"

Ning's mother seemed a little dazed; how could she have been discharged from the hospital?

If you go to Xishan Village, you're bound to be laughed at by the villagers.

If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have gone back yesterday. Instead, she should have talked things out with Ning Jing properly.

As long as Ning Jing acknowledges her as her biological mother, she will have dignity when she goes to Xishan Village and won't be pointed at and gossiped about.

With her mind preoccupied, Ning's mother walked in and sat down next to Ning Xia's hospital bed, looking absent-minded.

Ningxia originally wanted to talk to her mother, but when she saw her mother's appearance, she felt inexplicably angry.

From childhood to adulthood, she has always been Ning's mother's sweetheart.

Why did Mother's attention shift entirely to her the moment my eldest sister appeared?

The more Ningxia thought about it, the angrier she became. In a fit of pique, she slammed the lid of the aluminum lunchbox shut, refused to drink it, and slammed it onto the cabinet next to her.

The loud "bang" brought Ning's mother back to her senses.

Looking at the aluminum lunchbox that wasn't properly sealed, there was still more than half a bowl of porridge and some pickled vegetables inside.

She immediately scolded, "You child, this rice porridge is so good, why did you only eat so little and then stop?"