Chapter 347 Support
"Honey, we have a bedroom on the first floor, let's clean it up and let Mom stay there."
Gu Yihan remained silent for a moment, then slowly pushed Lu Huailin away, raised her eyes, and looked directly into his eyes.
"You want Mom to come stay with us?"
Seeing that his wife looked unwell, Lu Huailin sighed and explained softly, "We won't be staying here permanently. We'll wait until it's Mom's turn to stay at our house."
"Is this your own idea, or a result you discussed with Dad, your older brother, and your older sister?"
"My own thoughts."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan stood up abruptly and glanced at Lu Huailin.
He said coldly, "Huailin, I can pay for Mom's medical treatment, and I can also hire someone to take care of her personally."
"But I don't agree to take care of her personally."
Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin paused for a moment, realizing that his wife had misunderstood.
He quickly grabbed her hand and explained, "Honey, you've misunderstood me. I didn't mean for you to take care of Mom yourself."
"I've already decided to find an honest, strong, middle-aged woman from the nearby brigade to take care of Mom."
"Really?" Gu Yihan looked at him suspiciously.
Lu Huailin rubbed his temples with his other hand, then stood up and walked to his wife's side.
He laughed and said, "Wife, taking care of a patient like Mom is especially mentally and physically exhausting. How could I bear to see you work so hard every day?"
Is he crazy or stupid? Given his wife's personality, if he were to take care of Lu's mother for less than a month, their little family would fall apart.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan glanced at him and snorted coldly, "At least you have a conscience and know how to care about me."
After saying that, he glanced at the time on his wrist and said, "You should go upstairs and get some sleep. I'm going to work."
Lu Huailin sighed as he watched Gu Yihan's departing figure; his wife's heart was truly too hard to contain.
After being married for so many years, I still can't figure out whether she truly loves me or not.
It made him worry all the time, afraid that he might accidentally hurt her.
His wife wouldn't give him a chance to change; without a word, she would divorce him and run away with their son.
What if he really runs away someday?
Lu Huailin knew he couldn't find her even if he wanted to, because his wife's secret was buried too deep.
Once I overheard my wife talking in her sleep, and I tried to get her to reveal where she got the refined white flour and rice.
He didn't get the secret out of the other person; instead, the person slapped him in his dream, pressed his lips tightly together, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep.
As Lu Huailin went upstairs, he shook his head, trying to clear his mind of all sorts of random thoughts, regardless of whether they were interesting or not.
As long as he doesn't get a divorce in this lifetime, his wife will cherish him.
Service Station
Yang Yue glanced at Gu Yihan, who was dawdling with a feather duster in her hand, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.
He thought to himself, "Commander Lu's wife is really smart. She's only been here a few days and she's already figured out the essence of the service station."
When her gaze fell on the fabric at the bottom of the cabinet, she asked in surprise, "Xiao Han, why didn't you bring home the flawed fabric you bought?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan looked up and glanced at Zhang Yue.
She explained with a smile, "I don't know how to sew, so I was thinking of asking around in the family compound which auntie has good tailoring skills and then just take the clothes there."
Yang Yue looked at Gu Yihan in surprise, not expecting that her child, who was already several years old, still couldn't sew clothes.
After thinking for a moment, she raised her head proudly and said, "Xiao Han, when it comes to the family compound, if my mom is second to none in making clothes, no one dares to claim to be first."
Gu Yihan: "Really?"
Qin He, who was next door, glanced at Gu Yihan and said indifferently, "Aunt Yang's clothes are indeed excellent."
Yang Yue nodded repeatedly.
Gu Yihan glanced at Qin He, whose expression was indifferent, smiled, and took small steps to stand in front of Yang Yue.
He asked in a low voice, "How much is the labor cost for the clothes for adults and children?"
"4 yuan for an adult and 1.5 yuan for a child." Yang Yue didn't mince words and quoted the price directly.
Her mother doesn't work, but she occasionally takes on one or two sewing jobs to supplement the family income.
There's no way around it; there are very few people these days who don't know how to make clothes.
Even if the work isn't done well, most families wouldn't be willing to hire someone to do it; they would just copy the pattern and sew it up as is.
As long as you don't expose your buttocks, who cares if you're dressed properly or not?
Gu Yihan didn't haggle; she simply took the fabric out of the cabinet and handed it to Yang Yue.
He smiled and said, "One set of adult clothes, and two sets of children's clothes."
“The white ones are made into shirts, and the black ones are made into Zhongshan suit trousers.”
"Hey, no problem." Yang Yue was overjoyed, having landed a big order for her mother.
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weekend
Beijing Municipal Hospital
Gu Yihan led Hao Hao and followed behind Lu Huailin toward Lu's mother's ward.
Upon entering, what catches the eye are Brother Lu and his wife's dark, shiny faces, cheeks flushed red with sorghum, and skin like old tree bark.
"You must be my sister-in-law."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan looked up and saw a middle-aged woman standing next to Lu's mother. She was about 1.7 meters tall.
"Big sister, this is my wife, Xiaohan," Lu Huailin said with a smile as he stepped forward, took his wife's hand, and explained.
Gu Yihan nodded and called out softly, "Big Sister."
Sister Lu forced a smile and said, "Oh, it's a pity that such a beautiful woman is married to Huailin."
Gu Yihan smiled but didn't say anything; it was clearly just polite talk.
Fang Yi glanced at Gu Yihan's fair face, then looked down at her own dark hands, a flash of hatred in her eyes.
He said coldly, "Now that everyone's here, let's discuss where Mom is going."
Upon hearing this, Brother Lu scolded in a low voice, "Shut up, Dad hasn't said anything yet, what are you interrupting for?"
"Ah... Xu... Lai, Zhao."
Mr. Lu glanced at Mrs. Lu, who was lying on the bed, her mouth crooked and shouting.
He said in a calm tone, "Your mother and I are divorced. I won't interfere in her care."
After saying that, she walked up to Hao Hao, bent down, picked him up, and walked out.
He chuckled and said, "Oh, my grandson, did you miss your grandpa?"
Hao Hao grinned, wrapped his arms around his father's neck, and said in a childish voice, "Yes."
After saying that, she leaned her little head over and gave Mr. Lu a quick kiss on the cheek.
In the ward
Seeing that his elder brother and sister were not speaking, Lu Huailin took the initiative to speak up: "Brother, sister, the doctor said that Mom will not be able to take care of herself in the future."
Sister Lu walked to the bedside, tightly grasped Lu's mother's hand, and saw that her mouth was drooling.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
She quickly took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her face while choking back tears, saying, "They are all Mom's children. The whole family has been taking care of her for four months."
Mother Lu stared intently at her eldest sister, straining to shout, "Xu, Zhao."
Sister Lu gently stroked her mother's throat and said softly, "Mom, would you like your daughter to take care of you?"
“...to...narrate, to show.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin frowned. He couldn't understand what his mother was thinking either.
Why must Brother Lu take care of us?
Fang Yi glanced at Lu's mother on the bed with disdain and sneered, "Our family is poor and has no money. We can't take care of someone as important as you."
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