At noon, Xing's mother went to the hospital with chicken soup.

Although Xing Yujie, who was lying on the hospital bed, had woken up, his eyes were empty. He stared blankly at the quilt, leaning against the head of the bed, not saying a word, with a numb face as if he had lost his soul.

"Son, Mom is going to look for Tian Xiaohui."

As soon as Xing's mother entered the room, she put the chicken soup in her hand on the small table beside the bed, and naturally took the position beside the bed that Xing Yuzhen had stood up to vacate.

She asked Xing Yuzhen to go eat, but Xing Yuzhen subconsciously glanced at the lunch box she brought.

"Mom, did you bring chicken soup for your brother again?"

She smelled the fragrance and felt very hungry.

Xing's mother seemed not to understand what she meant. She took out a bill from her pocket and handed it to her: "When I came here just now, I saw some buns being sold at the entrance of the hospital. Take these and have some. You have worked hard taking care of your brother these days."

One cent?

Xing Yuzhen's face was stiff, and she forced a smile and said, "Mom, one cent really can't buy you much. I've been taking care of my brother these days, and I haven't had anything good to eat. My body is almost unable to bear it, and my baby still needs milk. How about you give me more, and I'll buy two pig's trotters to nourish my body and produce milk. Otherwise, I won't get enough nutrition, and my baby will suffer too."

She has been in the hospital these days and has not been to work, so her in-laws have been quite dissatisfied with her.

She took on so much pressure to take care of her brother from her natal family, but in the end she was only given a dime. Who is she humiliating?

"I see you're fine, aren't you?"

When Xing's mother heard this, she frowned and looked her up and down. She became even more displeased when she saw the child in her arms.

She was already upset with the resentment that had been pent up for a few days, and she was just frustrated by Ye Yun. She opened her mouth and said, "This child is not yours alone. You are here to take care of your brother from your mother's side, so can't your husband and mother-in-law take care of the child? You have to work alone. Doesn't the child have their family name?"

For a moment, Xing Yuzhen was speechless.

"It's just this dime, do you want it?"

Xing's mother threw the money onto the bed.

He had a tough attitude, as if he was taking out all the anger he had endured in the past few days on Xing Yuzhen.

Finally, he did not forget to poke at Xing Yuzhen's heart, and muttered in a complaining tone: "I don't know how you got by. You've been married for such a long time and you still can't please your in-laws. Your father and I worked so hard to get you a high branch, but you are so disappointing that your mother-in-law doesn't even help you take care of the children. You are really stupid, as stupid as a pig, you are so stupid that you are going to die..."

Xing Yuzhen was speechless.

Looking at the dime thrown on the bed, she felt bitter in her heart.

But it’s better to have something than nothing.

Xing Yuzhen didn't say anything. She picked up the dime silently, picked up the child and left the ward.

And Xing's mother was still scolding her.

The ward door slammed shut, startling her as she was wiping Xing Yujie's face. She didn't feel sorry for her daughter, but instead scolded the door, "You're making so much noise, are you going to die?"

She was answered by silence.

But Xing's mother didn't care. She opened the chicken soup she brought, scooped out a spoonful, blew on it, and put it to Xing Yujie's mouth.

But Xing Yujie didn't react.

Feed him chicken soup, one sip, one sip.

He didn't even feel like eating. The chicken soup he was fed with overflowed from the corners of his mouth and down his chin, soaking the hospital quilt.

"Look at yourself now, why are you treating yourself like this?"

Seeing that Xing Yujie didn't want to eat, Xing's mother angrily put the chicken soup in her hand heavily on the table.

Some of the chicken soup in the lunch box spilled out and splashed onto the table.

Xing's mother poked the back of Xing Yujie's hand and said angrily, "What's so good about Tian Xiaohui? What kind of magic potion did she give you to make you obsessed and become like this?"

When Xing Yujie heard Tian Xiaohui's name, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

He tilted his head, looked at Xing's mother, and asked, "You went to see Xiaohui, what did she say to you?"

What?

Xing's mother was furious.

"Okay, I think you are completely bewitched by her." Xing's mother took a deep breath and realized that her attitude was wrong. She crossed her arms and said in a calm tone, "Tell me, what is it about her that you like?"

"She's good in every way... ahem..."

Before he could finish his words, Xing Yujie started coughing. He clenched his fist to cover his mouth, and small beads of bright red blood oozed from his dry lips.

This made Xing's mother feel very sorry.

She stood up and patted Xing Yujie on the back, saying helplessly, "Son, mom has also introduced you to many suitable girls. Which of the girls you have dated this year is not better than the one you brought with you? Some of them have business families, and some are as powerful as your father. They will be beneficial to your future. You might as well listen to mom. Can mom harm you?"

Xing Yujie's cough suddenly became more severe.

However, he did not respond to Xing's mother's words.

Xing's mother poured him a small cup of warm water and wanted to feed him a drink, but he raised his hand to block it.

"well……"

Mother Xing knew that he was resisting, so she put down the cup, sat back in the chair, and snorted, "I don't think Tian Xiaohui is a good girl. I met her sister-in-law today, and she is not a good person."

Xing Yujie covered his heart and looked at her.

Seeing this, Xing's mother continued, "Don't disbelieve me. I saw with my own eyes that her sister-in-law got into a car and followed the factory director Chen Zhenxing away. The factory director Chen kept saying that he missed her so much. Oh, don't even mention how disgusting it was."

Xing Yujie was slightly stunned:...?

Tian Xiaohui's sister-in-law knows Director Chen?

"You say, she is a village woman from the mountains, she is pretty, illiterate, and has no special skills, how could she know the director of the garment factory?"

"Director Chen said something like that to her, their relationship must be special!"

"I knew it. Their family came from the mountains. How could they gain a foothold in the county town without any background? It turns out that the whole family relied on her sister-in-law to sell meat."

Xing's mother talked incessantly.

Xing Yujie's expression was unpredictable.

From surprise, to astonishment, to suspicion, to something hard to describe... What kind of dirty words are being said about Tian Xiaohui's sister-in-law?

"Go away." Xing Yujie said lightly and no longer looked at Xing's mother.

Xing's mother was shocked.

"Son, you're chasing me away?" She couldn't believe it and laughed angrily, "You're not going to recognize me as your biological mother because of Tian Xiaohui, are you?"

Xing Yujie closed his eyes and said, "Yes, unless you agree that Xiaohui and I can be together."

“…”

Xing's mother was stunned.

Looking at her own son's indifferent expression, she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

The chicken soup on the table was still steaming.

The ward was exceptionally quiet.

However, the scene that should have seemed warm and cozy was strangely cold at the moment.

…

Here, Ye Yun followed Chen Zhenxing to the garment factory.

After inspecting the production line, Chen Zhenxing took her to look over several new garments that were about to be produced. When she saw the drawings sent by the designer, her eyes lit up.

“Who drew this?”

She also liked the novel design on the drawing. Did Chen Zhenxing’s garment factory find a treasure?