"Is Mom still upset? Is Third Brother leaving already?"
After Jiang Yong'an landed, he glanced warily at Yang Jianguo, then tried to slip out of the ward.
Jiang Qiaoqiao called out to him.
Jiang Yong'an is such a despicable and treacherous person; his eagerness to leave at this moment must mean he has ill intentions.
Jiang Jiahua understood Jiang Qiaoqiao's meaning, and with a stern face, said harshly, "If you're not here to take good care of your mother, where do you think you're going?"
Jiang Yong'an gave Jiang Qiaoqiao a venomous look.
"Dad, I want to go see Ranran..."
"Bang!"
As soon as he said that, Jiang Jiahua lost her temper again and kicked him. "Are you ignoring what I said? You still want to go see her! Is she more important than your mother?"
Jiang Qiaoqiao was too lazy to look at that family anymore and drew the curtains again.
Jiang Jiahua was sensible and didn't bother her anymore.
Jiang Yong'an was also suppressed by Jiang Jiahua and did not come over again.
It was just that Peng Cuiying's groans when she had a headache were a bit annoying.
Around noon, Huo Beixiao arrived in a hurry, carrying a thermos.
"Qiaoqiao, I heard from Zhou Yang that Mom fainted. How is she now?"
Lin Xiaohui had finished her IV drip by then. She sat up and said, "It's Bei Xiao. I'm fine. I told her I didn't need an IV, but Jianguo and Qiaoqiao insisted on making me go to the hospital for an IV, wasting money."
As soon as Lin Xiaohui finished speaking, the curtain between the two hospital beds was pulled open with a whoosh.
"Bei Xiao is here!" Jiang Jiahua greeted him with a friendly smile.
Huo Beixiao nodded politely to Jiang Jiahua.
His gaze fell on Jiang Qiaoqiao.
Jiang Qiaoqiao said directly, "Factory Director Jiang's wife has a headache, so she's sharing a hospital room with Mom."
When Jiang Yong'an heard Jiang Qiaoqiao still address them by that name in front of Huo Beixiao, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
He straightened his posture, cleared his throat, and said in a tone befitting a leader to a subordinate, "Qiaoqiao, there's a limit to how much you can act willfully and recklessly. Your parents owe you a lot, and we can do whatever we want behind closed doors. But if you act like this in front of Beixiao, then you're being unreasonable."
Jiang Qiaoqiao gave him a cold look.
Ha, how dare he say she's immature?
She said calmly, "Whether I understand things or not is none of Director Jiang's business, so there's no need for Director Jiang to worry about it."
Jiang Jiahua was so angry that his face turned a deep liver color.
Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yong'an didn't look much better either.
Huo Beixiao didn't say anything more to the Jiang family. He took out the food from the thermos he had brought: winter melon and lean pork porridge, steamed pork with rice flour, and carrot and pork rib soup, all of which were suitable for Lin Xiaohui.
"Qiaoqiao, I'll stay here to take care of Mom. You and your brother go buy something to eat first."
Jiang Qiaoqiao and Yang Jianguo then realized that they hadn't eaten lunch since they had breakfast that morning.
Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't stand on ceremony with Huo Beixiao and went out to eat with Yang Jianguo first.
When she returned to the ward after finishing her meal, she found that Lin Xiaohui's bed was empty.
As she was wondering, she met the piercing gazes of the Jiang family of three.
Huo Beixiao arrived quickly. "Qiaoqiao, I stayed in the ward for a while. This ward was too noisy. I was worried that Mom wouldn't be able to rest well here, so I moved her to a private room."
"Thank you." Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at Huo Beixiao with her beautiful eyes and thanked him with a smile.
Huo Beixiao's eyes darkened slightly.
She still didn't completely consider him family.
Just as Jiang Qiaoqiao was about to go to the new ward with Huo Beixiao, Jiang Jiahua caught up with her, "Beixiao, what Dad just told you..."
Huo Beixiao politely said, "Uncle, I'm just an ordinary employee at the cement factory. I don't have access to the things you asked about, so I can't help you. I'm really sorry."
As soon as Huo Beixiao and Jiang Qiaoqiao left, Jiang Yong'an said disdainfully, "Dad, Jiang Qiaoqiao is an ingrate. Huo Beixiao is a spineless coward; he listens to whatever Jiang Qiaoqiao says! No matter how much you beg them, they won't tell you anything!"
"Besides, even if state-owned enterprises are restructuring and selling factories, it's their cement factory that's being sold. What does it have to do with our food factory? Didn't the food factory keep saying recently that whoever can bring in investment for the factory will be promoted to factory manager?"
Jiang Jiahua looked at his stupid son Jiang Yong'an and felt a surge of anger.
"You don't know anything!"
"The higher-ups want us to attract investment. If we do, the state-owned factory will become a joint public-private enterprise. If we don't, our food factory will end up like the cement factory—it'll be sold off and become a private company! I wonder who will buy the cement factory this time..."
"It must be some big boss from out of town. Nobody here is that rich."
Jiang Yong'an said calmly, "Dad, don't worry about our food factory. Even if it's sold, it has nothing to do with our family. My eldest brother is an official in Beicheng, and my second brother is a battalion commander in the army. No matter who buys our factory, as long as we reveal a little bit about our eldest and second brothers' identities, you can still be the deputy factory director, Mom can still be the director, and I can still be my security captain."
“You…” Jiang Jiahua was furious at Jiang Yong’an’s unambitious appearance.
Peng Cuiying's headache had eased a little by this time, and she said, "Old Jiang, what Lao San said is right. In my opinion, you're too old for this factory director position. Anyway, whether the factory is state-owned, private, or a joint venture, it can't just stop feeding our family. Don't bother begging that ungrateful Jiang Qiaoqiao. She's gone to the Yang family again now, so let's just pretend we never had her."
Jiang Jiahua glared at Peng Cuiying, "You're talking nonsense! That's your own daughter. Even if she has grievances against us now, isn't it because you forced her into it?"
Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yong'an shrank back, neither daring to withstand Jiang Jiahua's wrath.
Jiang Jiahua didn't want to say anything more to the two of them, so he put his hands behind his back and left.
Peng Cuiying then burst into tears, sobbing, "What sins have I committed? I gave birth to an ungrateful daughter, and now I've raised one too! And your father treated me like that, sob sob sob..."
Is it because I don't want a private hospital room, or a nice son-in-law bringing me meals, that I have to ruin our relationship like this? Isn't that Jiang Qiaoqiao, that ungrateful wretch, disowning me as her own mother? Waaah…”
Jiang Yong'an was so annoyed by Peng Cuiying's crying that he wanted to slip away.
Peng Cuiying grabbed him and said, "Didn't Jiang Qiaoqiao just say that Ranran is also in this hospital? Go and call Ranran over to serve me!"
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