After hearing Dong Chunmiao's words that were beautified hundreds of times, Chen Xiangnan barely pieced together the truth. He was so angry that he immediately prepared to go to her parents' house to fight.
He regretted countless times why he had hastily arranged the marriage for her just because she was pretty and hardworking, without even asking about her family or thinking about her as a person, and just got married in such a muddle.
When they first got married, he felt like he had found a treasure, marrying such a beautiful wife. Although the betrothal gift was large and her dowry was small, she was gentle and sensible, and never meddle in her own affairs.
Later, he discovered that she not only didn't care about her own affairs, but also didn't care about her own housework. Whenever she had time, she would go to her mother's house to help. He earned some extra money and asked her to buy some delicious food for his daughter, but the money went to her mother the next day.
She didn't care when her daughter's clothes got dirty, and she immediately used the cloth her mother had given her daughter to make a new dress for her nephew. She also didn't care about the patches on his own clothes, and she took the money from her pocket to buy candy for her nephew after washing her own clothes.
If Lingling hadn't had her mother taking care of her all these years, Lingling might not have had any candy or worn a new piece of clothing until she was five years old.
Now, she rushed to work for her mother's family, and ended up causing her own daughter to lie in bed with a cut on her head.
However, she didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and she was still making excuses for her family.
Just two rotten apples given by his mother-in-law made her burst into tears of gratitude. His mother made delicious food and new clothes for them over the years, but she didn't show any reaction.
Dong Chunmiao was still worried about the medical expenses and food expenses that Old Lady Xia had to pay for. It was just a minor bump, no need to go to the hospital, just lie down at home for a few days. And the meal, the old hen soup was obviously made with good ingredients, and the aroma was overflowing. It was not something a little girl like her could eat.
If she were given the money directly, she could buy some good meat and snacks for her nephews. Then her mother would definitely praise her a lot, and she would be so proud.
Dong Chunmiao felt sorry, but she also knew that if she said this, not only would Chen Xiangnan fight with her, but her vicious mother-in-law would not let her go either.
"I'll go settle the score with them." Chen Xiangnan watched as Old Lady Xia paid the bill, ordered food from outside, and fed Lingling mouthful by mouthful. Lingling's mother kept saying, "Girls don't need to eat so well," and he was filled with resentment.
"You can't go. They didn't mean it." Dong Chunmiao was frightened when she heard this. Her nephew was young and ignorant, so why did he have to argue with them over such a small matter?
Chen Xiangnan pushed her away and walked out. "Your two nephews are almost elementary school age. They are not young anymore and should be sensible. Lingling is even younger than them. Besides, if children are not sensible, are adults also not sensible?"
Dong Chunmiao hugged him tightly, "Boys always grow up late. Besides, if Lingling had been more sensible and given them food, why would they push people?"
Chen Xiangnan's face darkened even more. "Do you mean Lingling is still at fault?"
Dong Chunmiao: "Yes, even five-year-old girls in the countryside would go to the mountains to collect firewood, but Lingling just stays at home every day and doesn't have to do anything. She eats more than anyone else."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said this, but once he said it, Chen Xiangnan really couldn't help it and raised his hand high to hit someone.
After enduring it for a long time, he finally let go of his hand and left the ward. Dong Chunmiao immediately chased him out and grabbed his arm.
Dong Chunmiao had been a little frightened earlier, as Chen Xiangnan never hit her. Thinking about it carefully, he was quite kind to them, bringing them delicious food whenever he had one, and occasionally bringing her any goodies he earned from his temporary job.
When did she stop bringing good things for them? Dong Chunmiao's memory was a little fuzzy. It seemed that it was when she noticed that Lingling was getting thinner and more introverted, and that she took the things to her parents' home and didn't leave anything for her daughter.
But what could she do? That was her mother's family, her biological parents, brothers, and nephews.
Lingling is a girl. If she were a boy, I would definitely keep it for her.
As she thought about it, she felt that Chen Xiangnan no longer gave her money and good things because she did not give him a son, so he became more and more cold towards her.
"Xiangnan, don't be angry. I will try my best to give you a son. Don't treat me like this. And Lingling, she will be discharged from the hospital soon. It will not be a waste of money." Dong Chunmiao had tears in her eyes and spoke in a strong voice, but her hands were still tightly holding Chen Xiangnan, afraid that he would really go to her parents' home to cause trouble.
At this time, outside the ward, the others who heard this looked at Chen Xiangnan with disdain. He looked so gentle, but he was unexpectedly biased towards boys. His wife looked so pitiful, so thin that she was almost unrecognizable, and she was crying and begging him.
In this era, most people actually favor boys over girls, but that doesn't mean they don't love their daughters. After all, families like this who are so mean to their daughters are a minority.
A man who thinks it’s a waste even for his daughter to be hospitalized is really not a good person.
A kind-hearted woman came over and gave earnest advice: "Young comrade, women hold up half the sky. If you raise your daughter well, she will be able to be more filial to you in the future, right? If your child is sick, don't be afraid to waste money."
Others also talked about it, "Yes, daughters are more caring than sons."
"I have two daughters, both of whom work in the factory. They give us money every month, fearing that we might have a hard time. Daughters are no worse off than sons."
"My married daughter often comes to visit us, but my son only sees him once during the Lunar New Year. Some sons are really not as good as daughters."
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