Lu Rong's lips twitched.
Wanyue is quite wicked.
"I'll urge him on."
Qiao Wanyue happily stuffed pickled vegetables into her mouth.
Sweet and sour.
It tastes great.
*
As for Zhou Wenwen, her condition stabilized that evening, and the doctor said she could be discharged. However, since the mother's body is relatively weak, it's best to avoid drafts and take good care of herself at home.
Yang Dazhuang hired a car and brought his wife and children back.
Hearing that they had returned, Lu Xingxing brought back Xinghua, along with some red dates, brown sugar, and other things to nourish her blood and qi—all things she had gathered to improve her health.
"Xingxing, Grandma is too embarrassed to accept these things from you." He Xiaoman knew their value; the things she brought were far too expensive. Even a single ginseng root inside cost more than ten yuan. She dared not accept them for free.
Lu Xingxing smiled and said, "Just give me five yuan, don't be shy, I got it by chance."
Five dollars isn't enough.
He Xiaoman asked Dazhuang to take out twenty yuan and put it in her hand.
"Don't be polite with Grandma Man, just bring over any medicinal herbs you have, and I'll pay you."
Lu Xingxing nodded. "How is the baby?"
Mentioning the child, He Xiaoman smiled, "He's chubby and fair-skinned. Go and see him, he's a very lovable little guy."
Lu Xingxing followed Man Nai into the room. The little one was wearing a blue outfit. Perhaps because she was in an unfamiliar place, her eyes rolled around, but she neither cried nor fussed.
"This child looks very intelligent; you're so lucky, Grandma Man."
He Xiaoman likes it when others praise her child for being smart.
Her smile was brighter than any flower. "I hope I can live to see my children grow up, and also provide shelter for Dazhuang and Xinghua."
Lu Xingxing laughed and said, "Of course, you're going to live to be a hundred."
He Xiaoman laughed heartily.
She also hopes to live to be a hundred years old.
She looked lovingly at the child lying in the baby carrier. Even though the child was not her own blood, the relationship between relatives in this world is not determined by blood ties. Since the child had fallen into her hands, He Xiaoman's child was her child.
The children she raised cannot be wrong.
"Zhou Wenwen, you bitch, how dare you lie to me."
Hearing the noisy noise, Lu Xingxing felt a chill run down her spine and was about to rush out.
He Xiaoman grabbed her hand. "Xingxing, it's none of your business if you leave through the back door."
Lu Xingxing frowned. "Grandma, this old woman is causing trouble again. You..."
He Xiaoman smiled, "This is between Zhou Wenwen and her, we don't need to interfere." She gave Lu Xingxing a reassuring look.
Grandma Yang stormed in, pushed through the crowd, and slapped Zhou Wenwen across the face.
Zhou Wenwen was stunned by the slap. Her body was already weak, and this slap almost took half her life.
"Grandma Yang, what are you doing?" A neighbor came up and tried to pull her away.
Old Mrs. Yang was furious. She pushed aside the neighbors who were trying to pull her away and started hitting Zhou Wenwen randomly, cursing, "You bitch, you actually lied to your old mother! What son? You gave birth to not only a worthless girl, but..."
"You're destined to die young. I told you long ago, someone like you is utterly unfit for public life. Even after getting married, you still try to seduce my Huaiyuan. You're such a piece of trash, a slut for a thousand men. No wonder Huaiyuan doesn't even want you. You'll be a used woman in your next life too..."
Zhou Wenwen was stunned. How could she have given birth to a girl? "I clearly gave birth to a son. I heard him crying. The child was clearly..." She stopped mid-sentence and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhou Wenwen vomited blood.
Everyone was startled.
Old Mrs. Yang went mad. She had been deceived by Zhou Wenwen, who was the only bloodline of her Yang family. All she could think about was how Zhou Wenwen had ruined her family!
Damn bitch.
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