Chapter 125 Scallion Porridge, May All Your Wishes Come True
"Has Jiajia's fever gone down?" "Yes, it's not as high as before."
Ning Jia lay on the soft bed with her eyes closed, listening to the low female voice coming from above her head, and for a moment she felt like she had returned to her childhood.
Back then, whenever she was sick with a fever, she would lie listlessly in bed like this, sleeping and sleeping until she was completely out of it...
At that time, Ms. Ning and Aunt Lin took turns taking care of her. Gentle female voices floated in the room, and hot scallion and egg porridge and juicy pears cut into small pieces were placed on the bedside table.
These are the two things Ning Jia wanted to eat when she was sick, but she didn't eat much of them today.
Ning Fang's worried voice sounded a little muffled behind her mask:
"Strange, it's not H1N1, and it's not sheep anymore, so how could it be so serious? She's been drowsy, has no appetite, and has a low-grade fever. It reminds me of what happened to me back then..."
Then came Wang Lin's voice:
"What are you thinking? The doctor said there's nothing wrong, so it must be just a minor ailment. Besides, you and Jiajia aren't related by blood, how could you possibly..."
Ning Fang paused for a moment before speaking:
"Really? I'm a little worried. This child has rarely been sick since he was little, and he seems very healthy, but whenever he does get sick, it comes on so suddenly and it's terrifying..."
"However, it's fortunate that she's not his biological daughter, otherwise I would really have to take Jiajia to see Director Li."
Wang Lin seemed to chuckle softly:
"All day long, he's thinking about random things."
"I think it's possible that Jiajia was happy and relieved because she saw that your treatment went so smoothly this time and that you wouldn't have to take so much medicine in the future, so she fell ill."
She then sighed:
"Sometimes when people are tense for a long time, they are prone to getting sick when they suddenly relax. It's probably because their body is telling them that they need to rest."
“This child has had a tough time all along.”
He then advised Ningfang, "Since the doctor said there's nothing wrong, it's just a cold, and the fever has gone down, you should go back to your room and rest."
Ning Jia seemed to nod. "Okay, then you can come and rest later too. Thank you so much for your help these past two days."
Wang Lin seemed to chuckle again:
"Don't be so formal. Once I move in, we sisters will take care of each other."
What? Aunt Lin has always refused to live with them?
Why are you suddenly moving here again?
Ning Jia was thinking in a daze, but wave after wave of drowsiness kept coming over her, and she soon drifted off to sleep again.
In her dream, she dreamt of the time when Ning Fang had just been diagnosed with a health problem.
Upon learning of her illness, Ning Fang immediately told her that she was not her biological daughter, adding that a non-biological daughter has no obligation to care for a mother with whom she has no blood relation.
Ning Jia was not afraid of such words. From childhood to adulthood, Ning Fang was her only relative, and no one could separate them.
As a caregiver, Ning Jia took care of Ning Fang in the hospital for many days. She learned how to do many things little by little and even taught herself relevant medical knowledge.
But Ningfang's illness did not improve. She prayed to all the gods every day, but to no avail.
That day, Wang Lin suddenly told her privately that she hoped she would stop taking care of Ning Fang.
Because of her taking care of Ning Fang, Ning Fang actually suffered a huge psychological burden.
Ning Fang adopted Ning Jia to give her a better life, not to delay or burden her. The thought of the long recovery period and her daughter being tied to the house made Ning Fang lose her will to fight the disease.
Ning Jia was stunned for a moment.
She hadn't expected Ning Fang to think that way.
However, at Wang Lin's suggestion, when Ning Fang tried to drive her away again, she cooperated by acting heartbroken, and then made up her mind to leave the hospital, entrusting her mother to Wang Lin.
After that, Ning Fang's condition improved day by day, while Ning Jia never went home again, only learning about her mother's situation through Wang Lin.
After Ning Fang was finally discharged from the hospital, the restaurant she had run for many years had been sold to someone else, and the family's savings had been depleted by medical expenses. By this time, Ning Jia had been settled in H City for some time, and she began to transfer money to Ning Fang for medical expenses. Ning Fang, with mixed feelings, accepted the money...
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Ning Jia woke up slowly around 3 p.m. She was in a daze for a while, and when her mind cleared up a bit, she picked up her phone.
She first opened the chat page with "Canglan" and saw that there were many voice messages. She quickly took advantage of Ning Fang and the others not being around and made a video call to the other party.
Amidst the ringing of the phone, Ning Jia gave a somewhat helpless smile.
Life is truly unpredictable.
Originally, she was going to return to H City with Liu Yue after the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the hospital suddenly notified her that there was a shortage of beds recently, and there happened to be an empty bed. She asked Ning Fang to go to the hospital as soon as possible. So, Ning Jia accompanied Ning Fang to the hospital.
At that time, Ning Jia made a video call to the children in her family and told them that she would be back a few days later.
Anyway, there was plenty of food left at home, so everyone told Ning Jia not to worry and to focus on her own business.
Fortunately, Ning Fang's last treatment went very smoothly, with minimal side effects. She was discharged and went home a few days later. The mother, daughter, and Wang Lin were all very happy and celebrated together at home.
Everyone was filled with emotion. After several years, they had finally waited for this day. It had been such a long and difficult time.
Ning Jia relaxed completely, but just as she was preparing to return home soon, she suddenly fell ill...
Illness strikes like a landslide, and Ning Jia fell into a coma for several days. Only today did she regain some strength to contact the little people.
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I wonder how things are at home? With so many people, will they go hungry?
Ning Jia stared anxiously at her phone screen, waiting for what felt like an eternity of over ten seconds before someone finally answered the video call.
The person who answered the phone was Bai Zhi. As soon as she heard the familiar ringtone, she immediately ran back from the yard, a small dark green leaf still clinging to her silver hair.
"Ning Jia, what's wrong with you...?"
Bai Zhi looked at Ning Jia, who looked sickly, on the screen with some surprise, her eyes widening. She quickly called over the clan leader, Cang Lan.
Cang Lan, who rushed over upon hearing the news, was still holding a strip of bell pepper in her hand. She was also taken aback when she saw Ning Jia on the screen.
"Ning Jia, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, cough cough cough, I probably just caught a cold, I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
After saying that, he turned to Canglan and said,
"Chieftain, cough cough cough, I might not be able to go back for a few more days. How is everything at home? Is there enough food? Are there any other problems?"
Ning Jia asked a series of questions, which Cang Lan answered one by one, adding:
"There's plenty of food at home, so you don't need to worry. Just focus on getting better."
There's still plenty of food? How is that possible?
Although Ning Jia's mind was still a little dizzy, she could easily tell that with more than a week of delay, the remaining ingredients would definitely not be plentiful.
"Chief, you're not lying to me..."
How could this be?
Cang Lan shook her head, about to explain, when He Meng and Xue Cao, who had just entered the house, saw Cang Lan and the others looking at their phones from afar and ran over curiously.
"Chieftain, who are you video chatting with?"
The two leaned closer to the screen and were startled to see Ning Jia looking sickly. They immediately started shouting:
"Ning Jia, what's wrong?!" "Ning Jia, are you sick? Is it serious?!"
"Cough cough, I'm fine..."
Ning Jia had no choice but to repeat what she had just said in a somewhat hoarse voice before she finally spoke:
"Don't just tell me the good news and hide the bad. If we really run out of food at home, I'll contact Zhou Chi next week and ask him to send some vegetables."
Actually, it would be fine to just buy groceries online and have them delivered to your door, but that would risk exposing the Lilliputians, and Ning Jia didn't dare take that risk at all.
Canglan and the others immediately shook their heads:
"There's no need to ask Zhou Chi for help. If there's a real emergency, we'll contact him ourselves."
Oh right, Ning Jia suddenly remembered that the little human had already added Zhou Chi's WeChat on her phone, so she no longer needed to contact Zhou Chi through her.
She then looked at the silver-haired little figure on the screen and asked:
"Xuecao, tell me the truth, how much food do you have left at home? Can it last for three or four days?"
Xuecao looked worried and didn't answer Ning Jia's question. Instead, she said:
"Ning Jia, you need to take good care of yourself, get plenty of sleep and food, and try not to think about us too much, so you can get better quickly!"
After she finished expressing her concern, she remembered to report the good news from home:
"As for food, you don't need to worry about us!"
"Because the persimmons on those two persimmon trees are already ripe!"
Xuecao said happily, her excitement was genuine.
He Meng also happily chimed in:
"Ning Jia, you don't know, we were just picking persimmons in the yard. We picked so many yesterday, and we even put them in a bag with the apples as you said... to ripen them so we can eat them tomorrow."
Xuecao continued, "Yes, so there's really no need to worry about us. Just those persimmons are enough for the tribe to eat for a long time."
“Mmm,” He Meng chimed in, “There are so many persimmons on the tree! The persimmon tree is amazing!”
persimmon?
Ning Jia then remembered that there were two natural granaries in the yard, and couldn't help but chuckle:
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have completely forgotten about the persimmons."
He Meng blinked, then suddenly ran away like a little cannonball, and then came back again, carrying a round, orange persimmon.
She placed the persimmon in front of her phone screen, then moved it around, adjusting the distance to the camera for a long time before finally saying:
"Ningjia, look, look! These persimmons are huge! I just don't know if they'll taste good."
"Wow--"
Ning Jia looked at the distinctive round persimmon on the coffee table through her phone screen and exclaimed in admiration.
The persimmon looked exceptionally large next to the tiny little figure, like a giant pumpkin.
Ning Jia exclaimed sincerely, "These persimmons look really good. Judging from their appearance, they must be sweet."
He Meng was overjoyed to hear this:
"Great! I'll eat persimmons tomorrow morning! I'll eat persimmons for lunch tomorrow, and I'll eat persimmons for dinner tomorrow too!"
Ning Jia quickly said, "Persimmons are sweet, but you can't eat too many, or you'll get a stomachache."
Then she asked, "Besides persimmons, is there nothing else to eat at home? What have you been eating these past few days?"
Xuecao hesitated for a moment, then began to give a long, rambling report:
"Hmm... there are some too. Because the clan leader wants everyone to focus on health and lose weight, and everyone finds cooking too tiring, so we eat less at one meal a day, or we simply skip afternoon tea..."
Ning Jia was startled when she heard this, but seeing how energetic Xuecao and Hemeng looked, she thought that eating a little less shouldn't be a problem.
Snow Grass continued speaking:
"So, now it's like this... the eggs are all gone, the sponge cake is all gone, the bananas are all gone, the pears are all gone, the grapes are all gone, the oranges are all gone, there are a few apples and oranges left, the vegetables are almost gone too, there's a big cabbage, a few radishes, a few eggplants, um... and some onions, potatoes and yams."
"Oh, right, there's also a really big pumpkin!"
Seeing that Xuecao spoke so eloquently, Ning Jia couldn't help but praise, "Xuecao is really amazing, she knows so much detail!"
“Of course,” Xuecao proudly puffed out her little chest, “My recent social practice is managing the food at home.”
"Oh, right, there's still plenty of that carton milk..."
Xuecao scratched her head in annoyance, "I didn't bring my notebook with me when I was picking persimmons, so I might have missed some things."
"It's okay, you've already done great...cough cough cough..."
Ning Jia got a general idea of the family's situation and was surprised to find that there were so many ingredients left. However, Xue Cao couldn't possibly lie, so she finally felt relieved.
Besides, even if things go badly, there's still a huge pile of persimmons at home; we won't really starve to death.
"Ning Jia, you should rest now. Everything is fine at home, so don't worry."
Seeing that Ning Jia was already showing signs of fatigue, Cang Lan quickly said goodbye to everyone and then hung up the video call.
After Ning Jia replied to the messages sent by Liu Yue, Zhou Chi, and others, she wearily put down her phone and lay back down.
She closed her eyes, and suddenly the scene of her family's courtyard flashed into her mind:
Under the bright sunshine, tiny children, no bigger than a finger, dressed in colorful dresses, nimbly climbed the persimmon tree laden with "little lanterns" (fruits), happily picking ripe persimmons and enjoying the joy of the harvest...
The courtyard must be filled with laughter and joy at this moment.
Ning Jia looked at the scene in her mind, feeling that something was missing. After adding her own image into it, she fell into a deep sleep again with a satisfied smile...
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Author's note: Wishing everyone all the best! [shy]
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