"I don't understand. You're both blood type A, so why can't you have a child with blood type B? Is there any basis for this?"
Su Lan encountered a blind spot in her knowledge. She couldn't understand how the question of whether a child was her biological child had to involve blood type.
"That's what the hospital said."
Lu Zhixia picked up her spoon and continued eating the wontons. Although they had turned into noodle soup, the bowl of wontons made her feel warm and cozy.
Su Lan sat to the side, puzzled. Seeing that Lu Zhixia had almost finished eating, she couldn't help but ask.
"I remember you said you were unconscious for three days and three nights when you gave birth. Are you sure the baby is still there?"
The following words were left unsaid.
Lu Zhixia understood the meaning behind Su Lan's words.
“I don’t know if the child is still alive, but he must have been born alive back then because I heard him crying. So I have to find out the truth!”
"Why are you so sure you heard crying? What if you misheard?" Su Lan realized she had misspoke and quickly corrected herself, "That's not what I meant."
Lu Zhixia held her hand and said, "I know what you mean. The reason I was so sure is because of the expression on Song Weidong's face today. The child was definitely alive at that time."
After being taken aback, Su Lan asked, "Then whose child are you raising?"
“It should be his, because he looks a lot like him!” Lu Zhixia poured herself some warm water and sat down next to Su Lan again. “He has been cheating on her for a long time. As for who the mother of that child is, I haven’t figured it out yet.”
Su Lan slapped her thigh. "My God! This beast has gone too far! Why did he have to send the children away? Couldn't he have left two children and told you they were twins?"
Lu Zhixia smiled bitterly, "When the child was two years old, I wanted a daughter, but he told me he couldn't afford to raise one."
Upon hearing the word "daughter," Su Lan slapped her thigh again.
"Xiaxia! You might end up having a daughter!"
"As for the child's mother, she's probably someone who can't be brought into the light, otherwise why hasn't she shown up all these years? What do you think?"
After listening to Su Lan's analysis, Lu Zhixia felt that it made a lot of sense, because Song Weidong did indeed favor sons over daughters.
"I think your guess is pretty accurate. Right now, I need to make money quickly, because money is the only way to the truth!"
With enough money, if she can't figure it out by herself, how could she not figure it out by having ten people investigate?
"How did your steamed buns sell today? Did you sell them all? Did you make any money?"
Su Lan felt that besides working in the factory and receiving a fixed salary, she didn't have any other skills to earn money outside.
Taking the first step, in particular, was a bit difficult for her.
"Not bad, they're basically all sold out."
Lu Zhixia was quite pleased with herself when she talked about this, having gotten wild boar meat for free and then reselling it for money.
Thinking about the large batch of umbrellas I ordered, besides schools, train stations, and shopping malls, factories were also a sales channel.
So she said to Su Lan, "I ordered a batch of umbrellas from the umbrella factory today. Do you want to make some money?"
Upon hearing the word "umbrella," Su Lan thought about how little rain had come in recent years, and quickly said...
"Selling umbrellas is not a good business; you'll lose money."
"Sister, you have to trust me, I won't do a losing business. Just ask if you want to do it, if you can make a good profit, it can be more than your monthly salary."
"So what do you want to do?"
"You can get the goods from me first, at a base price of ninety cents, and the money from selling them is yours."
"Ninety cents? These days, a supply and marketing cooperative sells an umbrella for only one yuan."
"I know the price. You have to trust me. As long as you get this batch of umbrellas, you're guaranteed to make a profit."
"I need to go back and discuss this with your older brother. Also, how do you know these umbrellas will sell?" Su Lan expressed her confusion.
Lu Zhixia certainly couldn't reveal the truth; you just said it offhand, "Because the rainy season is coming soon, the umbrellas I bought are sturdy and cheap, and can be used for several years."
Su Lan realized that she didn't have an umbrella at home either. She had one before, but she had left it there after taking it back to the countryside last time.
It didn't rain much afterwards, and even when the sky was uncooperative and it rained a little, it would clear up after a while.
There's an old saying: "Three years of drought, three years of flood!"
"Okay, I understand what you've said. I'll go back and discuss it with your older brother."
“No rush, you can send me a message a couple of days later. I have to go to court tomorrow to submit the lawsuit documents!” Lu Zhixia’s tone was very firm. “This divorce must go through, I don’t want to wait even a day longer.”
"Then you should talk to the court officials and ask them to hold a trial as soon as possible after receiving the materials, the sooner the better."
"I will."
"Then you should get some rest. I'll take this bowl back and wash it."
"Okay, thank you for the wontons, Sister Lan."
Su Lan carried the bowl home; she chose to believe in this way of making money.
But then I thought about the money at home; it would be alright if I could sell the umbrellas for nine cents each.
What if we can't sell them?
Why wasn't this matter clarified?
After thinking about it, I realized it was too late, so I went back to my own home and locked the door.
When I entered the house, I saw several children lying on the bed, looking drowsy, while the husband was fanning them with a fan.
Zhou Cheng saw that the person had finally returned, so he asked,
"Why did it take you so long to deliver the wontons? What were you two talking about?"
Su Lan sat beside her husband, thinking that instead of thinking about it alone, she should think about it together with him, so she repeated what her sister had said.
Zhou Cheng thought that if the rainy season came, he could sell a batch of umbrellas in the factory, given his connections.
Even a penny's profit is still profit; as the saying goes, little by little, you make a lot!
"You know what, I've also had a feeling lately that it's going to rain."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, it's about time for a heavy rain."
"So, do you think we can do this business?"
"Of course I can do it. I'll talk to the girl after get off work tomorrow. Maybe if we can combine our ideas, we'll get a different result."
Seeing her husband's mysterious demeanor, Su Lan felt relieved. In fact, they had a little money, not much, only about a hundred yuan.
That's their crossing fee; unless something really bad happens, they absolutely won't touch that money!
Lu Zhixia changed her clothes, lay down on the bed and quickly fell asleep. She was woken up by mosquito bites in the morning.
I found several bites on my body; it turned out I was too tired to light mosquito coils.
Sitting on the bed, looking at the sky outside, it was just getting light. Before long, the people in the tenement building started to get busy.
Children crying and parents scolding them is a daily routine.
If these umbrellas can be sold successfully, that will be the time for her to move out of here.
However, he will still keep in touch with Su Lan, but they won't be able to meet as often as they do now.
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