Upon hearing that it wasn't her son who did it, Zhang's mother's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief and pat her chest.

Then he remembered that Ningxia had fallen, but it was a descendant of the Zhang family, and he immediately cried out in pain.

"Mother...Mother, don't be sad! It's all my fault for being an unfilial son. I've thought it over. This time, I have no choice but to divorce Ningxia!"

Zhang Zhonghua grabbed his mother and tried desperately to comfort her, then said through gritted teeth.

Hearing her son say this, Zhang's mother felt both relieved and gratified, but then a hint of hesitation appeared on her face.

She looked back at her room, then bent down and whispered to her son, "If we really get divorced, won't it be bad for Da Bao and the others?"

You didn't see it just now, but when Ningxia came back, she didn't say she missed her son and daughter. She just kept arguing with me in this yard, and then she came looking for you in a huff.

I hadn't thought about Da Bao and the others at all. I didn't even know it until I entered the room and saw Da Bao wiping away tears on the bed.

He really misses his mother!

Although Zhang's mother felt bad about Ningxia from the bottom of her heart.

However, it is true that she gave birth to children for the Zhang family. Not to mention, Da Bao is already this age, remembers things, and understands many things.

However, she had no sympathy for Ning Xia. If Zhang Zhonghua were to divorce her, she was only worried about whether Da Bao could handle it.

Upon hearing what Zhang's mother said, Zhang Zhonghua remained silent.

"I'm afraid that if she's so confused now, she'll be even more confused when Da Bao and the others grow up!"

Da Bao and the others are still young, but I believe Da Bao should be able to understand reasoning.

"As time goes by, the feelings will naturally fade!"

Zhang Zhonghua thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said firmly to his mother.

Thinking about how much money Ningxia had given to her family, and how most of the money she had earned over the years had been used by Ningxia to support her family's household expenses.

He couldn't help but wonder if Ningxia would use Dabao's money to support her family when Dabao grew up.

The news of Ningxia's miscarriage came that evening when Zhang's father called someone to deliver the message to Ningxia's mother in Zhao Village.

He also asked Zhang's mother to stew a pot of chicken soup for Ningxia to drink.

Even if the Zhang family really wanted to divorce Ningxia, they would have to make it look good on the surface.

As long as they don't divorce, Ningxia is his grandson's biological mother.

I was wondering what would happen if Ningxia ran back like that?

That evening, a fellow villager who had gone to the city returned in an oxcart, bringing her this shocking news.

When Ning's mother heard the news that her youngest daughter had miscarried, she almost fainted.

Ning An accompanied her, stumbling and running to the county town, only to find that Zhang Zhonghua was not at the hospital, except for Ning Xia.

Ning An was furious when she saw this.

"Where is Zhang Zhonghua? You miscarried, and he's not even taking care of you?"

Ningxia had just drunk a large bowl of chicken soup and chicken meat, and she still didn't understand how that old woman had suddenly become enlightened.

They actually bought an old hen to make soup for her. I don't know what they were thinking.

However, to his dismay, although Zhang's mother brought chicken soup, Zhang Zhonghua never showed up.

Hearing her older brother question her, Ningxia opened her mouth, wanting to complain, but this ward was a 7-person room.

If you raise your voice even slightly, everyone around you can hear you clearly.

“He has a new job now, which is not as easy, so he called his mother over and brought me a big bowl of old hen soup.”