Chen Shu said dismissively, but Zhang Hua's eyes were full of disapproval. She said, "Your dad is in the study on the second floor, and your grandparents are resting in their bedroom. If you don't listen to advice, just wait for your dad to kick you out of the house!"
Chen Shu glanced at the second floor and a bedroom on the first floor, and her whole body stiffened. After a moment, she bit her lip and said, "I will control my temper. Now, can you make me something to eat? I'm starving."
"Didn't you eat at home before you left?"
Zhang Hua asked.
"I just slept in a little longer, and then there was no food left in the kitchen. I asked Junchi to make me some dumplings, but he gave me the cold shoulder and told me to go downstairs myself if I wanted to eat."
You know I've never been in a kitchen before. Asking me to make dumplings would have burned the kitchen down! So I came back home hoping to fill my stomach, Mom. You won't let me and the baby go hungry, right?
Chen Shu is the kind of person who never lifts a finger to do housework. If she were to work on the stove, she could very well burn the kitchen down.
"Wait."
Zhang Hua said irritably. She got up and went to the kitchen. A few minutes later, she returned to the living room with a bowl of noodles with minced meat sauce.
"It smells so good!"
Looking at the noodles with minced meat sauce in the bowl, Chen Shu sighed, then asked, "Is this what we had for lunch?"
"Um."
Zhang Hua nodded and said, "Eat it while it's hot. There's more in the pot if you're not full."
"Then I'll eat it!"
Slurping noodles, Chen Shu finished a bowl in no time, then pushed the bowl toward Zhang Hua: "Mom, give me some more."
I owe you.
Zhang Hua looked displeased, but she didn't slow down at all. Soon, she brought Chen Shu another bowl of noodles with minced meat sauce and placed it in front of her. After Chen Shu finished eating, she asked, "Are you full?"
"Mom, I'm not a glutton. I've already eaten two bowls, I'm definitely full!"
After letting out a burp, Chen Shu said, "I wonder if I'm carrying a boy or a girl. I've been feeling sleepy lately and I'm also very easily angered. Wang Junchi has a lot of complaints about me now. Mom, could it be that I'm carrying a baby that everyone hates?"
"If you can't speak properly, then shut up!"
Zhang Hua said coldly, "What do you mean by 'hated by everyone'? What nonsense are you talking about? You're carrying your own child. If I hear you say something like that again, I'll teach you a lesson."
...
"The child who treated Xiaoxu's legs seems to have really good medical skills. Why don't you have that child take a look at you later?"
Grandpa Chen was leaning back in the chair by the bed, flipping through the newspaper, when suddenly he casually said something to Grandma Chen, who was lying on the bed.
"I know my body. No matter what treatment I receive, it will remain the same. There's no need to waste my energy on it."
Grandma Chen shook her head and said, "Think of another way, see if you can find out any useful information."
"Don't worry, you don't need to tell me. I've never given up all these years. But as you know, our country is vast. Not to mention rural and mountainous areas, there are people all over the country. Just in large, medium and small cities alone, there are many. And then there was the great famine before liberation. Finding one person is like finding a needle in a haystack!"
As he spoke, Old Master Chen let out a long sigh.
"I know."
Grandma Chen closed her eyes, and after a short while, she opened them again, her eyes filled with tears, and said, "But that is my heartache. If I can't find it in my lifetime, I won't be able to close my eyes in peace after I die!"
"Yinyin, don't worry, don't worry. I've been following your advice and haven't given up on looking for you. As long as you're okay, you'll see our second son sooner or later."
Putting down the newspaper, Mr. Chen sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to help his wife catch her breath. He looked anxious, afraid that his wife might do something terrible in her distress.
"I'll be fine, don't worry. No matter what, I'll stay alive to see my Chang'an!"
Tears streamed down her face as Old Mrs. Chen grasped Old Mr. Chen's hand: "Chang'an must still be alive, don't you think? I believe he's alive. That sister-in-law named Huaihua promised me that back then."
She said she would raise Chang'an as her own child, that she would take good care of him... Sister Huaihua wouldn't lie to me. When I left, I left behind ten silver dollars and my imported watch. These things are enough for Sister Huaihua to raise Chang'an..."
"Yes, that's enough, definitely enough. Chang'an is probably living a good life somewhere we don't know about right now."
Mr. Chen comforted his wife.
Deep down, I wasn't really sure.
To avoid upsetting his wife further, Mr. Chen changed the subject, saying, "Don't you think something's off about the third son and his wife? Also, I have a feeling that the third son, Dongsheng, and Xiaoxu are hiding something from us two old folks?"
"The relationship between the third son and his wife has always been the same, I didn't notice anything unusual."
Old Mrs. Chen disliked her third daughter-in-law, Zhang Hua, from the bottom of her heart. At first glance, she felt that Zhang Hua's eyes were full of scheming. However, the other party was shameless and used the last words left by her deceased third daughter-in-law to argue that she would not leave their Chen family. Only then did she have no choice but to let Zhang Hua into the family.
"As for whether the three of them are hiding something from us, if you want to find out, just ask the third brother in front of him. Do you think he wouldn't tell you?!"
As he spoke, Old Master Chen let out a long sigh.
"I know."
Grandma Chen closed her eyes, and after a short while, she opened them again, her eyes filled with tears, and said, "But that is my heartache. If I can't find it in my lifetime, I won't be able to close my eyes in peace after I die!"
"Yinyin, don't worry, don't worry. I've been following your advice and haven't given up on looking for you. As long as you're okay, you'll see our second son sooner or later."
Putting down the newspaper, Mr. Chen sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to help his wife catch her breath. He looked anxious, afraid that his wife might do something terrible in her distress.
"I'll be fine, don't worry. No matter what, I'll stay alive to see my Chang'an!"
Tears streamed down her face as Old Mrs. Chen grasped Old Mr. Chen's hand: "Chang'an must still be alive, don't you think? I believe he's alive. That sister-in-law named Huaihua promised me that back then."
She said she would raise Chang'an as her own child, that she would take good care of him... Sister Huaihua wouldn't lie to me. When I left, I left behind ten silver dollars and my imported watch. These things are enough for Sister Huaihua to raise Chang'an..."
"Yes, that's enough, definitely enough. Chang'an is probably living a good life somewhere we don't know about right now."
Mr. Chen comforted his wife.
Deep down, I wasn't really sure.
To avoid upsetting his wife further, Mr. Chen changed the subject, saying, "Don't you think something's off about the third son and his wife? Also, I have a feeling that the third son, Dongsheng, and Xiaoxu are hiding something from us two old folks?"
"The relationship between the third son and his wife has always been the same, I didn't notice anything unusual."
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