Jiang Wenwan took out money and gave it to her.
Shen Meiling doesn't want it.
"Your dad gave me a lot when I came, so I don't need yours."
"Go back and wait there."
Shen Meiling turned around and used Song Dandan's large basket first. The two of them each carried a basket, with Zhou Ye following them, who found everything fascinating.
Battalion Commander Zhang's wife has finished her postpartum confinement period and is out for a stroll with her baby.
They saw Shen Meiling and Zhou Ye leaving.
"Jiang Meizi, I must say you're living a really good life."
Your mother-in-law is here again to help you with postpartum care?
I wish I were as lucky as you.
My mother-in-law is still taking care of my husband's younger sister!
I heard she had severe bleeding during childbirth and almost didn't survive.
And so, she was born a worthless little girl.
Sigh, if she had a son, it would have been worth it for my mother-in-law to go there.
In the end, it was Sister Song who helped take care of things for me.
"Tell me about my mother-in-law. I, as her daughter-in-law, can't compare to her own daughter."
Jiang Wenwan can listen to gossip, but she won't tolerate complaints.
She's not a dumping ground; not someone you can pour all your emotions out to.
"You also had a daughter, and I think daughters are great. I like daughters too."
A daughter is her mother's warm little cotton-padded jacket.
After all, they are all flesh and blood of your own flesh and blood. If you are destined to be mother and daughter in this life, then protect your daughter well!
If you don't protect them, if you don't care, how can you expect others to care?
"You make it sound so easy. You didn't have two daughters in a row like me."
"If you had four daughters, wouldn't you be in a real bind?"
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