Why shouldn't it be her turn?
She painstakingly queued up to apply, prepared all the necessary materials, only to be rejected.
And this person, with just a word and an identity, easily took away what she could never reach no matter how hard she tried?
The more she thought about it, the more indignant she became. She secretly approached a few of her close female friends and persuaded them to come to the hospital for a checkup.
When she saw Shen Zhiyu, her heart skipped a beat.
Why did you adopt Zhenzhen?
Shen Zhiyu finally spoke.
Li Xiaomiao was startled and suddenly looked up at him.
She had never even told her own husband about her complicated thoughts.
But how could this person in front of me know?
Her throat was dry, and she managed a forced smile.
“The child is pitiful, no one cares for him, all alone. As neighbors, we should help him if we can. We just want to give him a home, so he can grow up properly, have a hot meal, and a place to shelter from the wind and rain.”
She spoke these words with perfect fluency.
In the family compound, everyone knows that Li Xiaomiao is famously "warm-hearted".
Who has ever seen her offer to babysit other people's children?
Who has seen her deliver meals to elderly people living alone?
She thought that Shen Zhiyu spent all his time in the factory and rarely came home throughout the year.
How could he possibly understand her petty schemes?
"Is that really true?"
Shen Zhiyu suddenly spoke.
"I heard you're after Zhenzhen's ten-yuan monthly allowance, right?"
"fart!"
Upon hearing this, Li Xiaomiao's face instantly turned red.
"Don't make baseless accusations! Who said that? Do you have any proof? Who saw me take that ten yuan?"
Her chest heaved with anger, and her hand trembled as she pointed at Shen Zhiyu.
This is a matter of reputation; she absolutely cannot admit to it.
“My husband gets a monthly allowance of thirty yuan, and we only have one son. We grow our own vegetables and raise our own chickens and ducks, so we don’t need to buy meat or eggs. The rice and flour are distributed by the production team. Who cares about Zhenzhen’s ten yuan? His father was a martyr, and his mother passed away a long time ago.”
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