Having more inventory can help you take precautions.
But when it comes to Zheng Juan, Ling Juke is truly angry, helpless, and feels strange. "This woman is truly vicious. She tried to hit me before she achieved her goal. I don't know whether to call her stupid or foolish."
She was originally very angry, but when she saw that each member of the Song family was even angrier than her, her emotions actually subsided a lot.
It's like being bullied by a bad guy outside and going back to complain.
If the family reacts strongly, the person involved will be less angry and feel that he has someone to back him up. What he is pursuing is a feeling of being protected.
If her family didn't react and instead blamed her, she would get very angry and even start to doubt herself if she had done something wrong.
It's like being CPU-ed.
But when she woke up and saw the anxious and angry faces of Song Xin and Shen Chun, her mood immediately improved a lot.
"Second sister-in-law, let me help you sit up and eat something!"
"Okay, my sister-in-law is so nice!"
Seeing that Ling Ju wasn't in a bad mood, Chen Chun felt relieved. "Why is it that only the sister-in-law is good, but the mother-in-law is not?"
Ling Ju chuckled and was helped up from the bed by Song Xin. "Hello, mother-in-law! Everything is fine!"
"Haha, I'm just kidding. Let's eat first. But you can't eat anything too spicy or sour these days. You have to eat something light."
"I know!"
Song Xin bought a bowl of millet porridge, two steamed eggs, a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables and a plate of stir-fried potatoes with meat.
The taste was incomparable to the ones with added ingredients. She took a bite and frowned. Song Xin immediately took out the sugar jar from his pocket and said, "Second sister-in-law, do you want some more?"
"Okay, add some. This tastes incomparable to the food we have at home."
Song Xin added a little bit of each, not much, and the taste immediately improved.
"Mom, have you eaten? Have my eldest brother and second uncle eaten?"
"Don't worry, we've already eaten. We just finished eating not long ago."
"good."
Ling Ju was eating. Song Wei and Song Zhiqing saw her wake up and come in from outside the ward. Zhang Yu was still at the door and wanted to follow her in to have a chat, but Song Wei didn't let him.
After closing the door of the ward, Ling Ju discovered that Song Wei's face looked particularly bad, almost ashen.
"How does it feel?"
Ling Ju stretched out her arms and said, "To be honest, I feel a little uncomfortable, but it's okay. I'll be fine after a rest."
Song Wei's expression softened a bit, and then he lowered his voice, "That's good. The police will come later, so you should act serious. The doctor was quite serious at first, and even deliberately mentioned the possibility of miscarriage. But you have a secret recipe, and no one knows about it."
Ling Ju nodded, "Don't worry." She understood. Song Wei originally wanted to start with Zhang Fan, but he didn't expect Zheng Juan to make an opening instead.
Chen Chun looked at Song Wei, "What did Zhang Yu say? Also, have you told your brother?"
"He said he wanted to divorce Zheng Juan and would never protect her. If we insist that Zheng Juan committed intentional homicide, she'll stay in jail until she dies. The police station's visit was just a formality. I called Song Qi, but he wasn't there. I guess he was out on a mission."
Ling Ju was eating shredded potatoes. She felt relieved when she heard that Song Qi was on a mission. Since he was fine, she didn't want to make him worry too much. His job was special, and she was worried if he couldn't be around and had any more random thoughts.
Ling Ju raised his head and said, "Second Uncle, Big Brother, don't tell Song Qi about this for now. If he keeps thinking about these things outside, he won't be able to focus on the mission. I will also be worried. I will tell him in person after his mission is completed."
Song Wei looked at her for a few seconds and nodded.
Song Zhiqing also spoke, "I have informed the Jiang family and asked Mr. Jiang not to tell Jiang Cheng yet."
"Thank you, second uncle."
"Thank you so much, my family. Take good care of the oranges. Uncle will come again tomorrow. Sister-in-law, I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."
Chen Chun stood up and said, "Okay, you go ahead. I know you're busy. We'll just stay here."
Song Zhiqing took Zhang Yu away before leaving.
Ling Ju had just finished her meal when someone from the police station showed up.
There were three police officers, two men and one woman. Each of them was very respectful. They went through the motions, took notes, checked the injuries, and expressed their condolences.
It turned out to be just a formality.
Don’t say that there are no classes in this society. Classes are always invisible. Only when you enjoy privileges can you understand this invisible class.
Compared with the Song family, she used to be a member of the lowest proletariat. Even if she worked hard all her life, she could not enter the Song family.
Sure enough, the most important thing in destiny is not hard work or effort, but timing.
But she thought it would take her a long time to fully adapt to this power.
Just like on her wedding day, looking at the powerful class in a banquet hall, she felt like she was dreaming, unreal and illusory. She felt it very clearly, yet still seemed very magical.
Song Xin sat beside the bed and said to Ling Ju, "Second sister-in-law, I'll sleep in the bed next to you tonight. We'll move back when you're discharged from the hospital. I've also finished my school affairs, so I'll stay by your side for the next few days."
Ling Ju was very happy because her ward was a single room, but it had two beds and a bathroom. The conditions were much better than other wards. Song Xin wouldn't feel tired sleeping here and could rest well. He could even talk to her when he had nothing to do. "Okay, Song Xin, I'll tell you that Sun Yun owns a hot pot restaurant. Let's go there together when I'm discharged. We had this for lunch today. It's a pity you're not at home, otherwise I would have brought you along!"
Song Xin's eyes lit up when he heard the word "hot pot restaurant". "Really? Is it the old Beijing hot pot or the spicy hot pot from Sichuan and Chongqing?"
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