As soon as the metal lunchbox was opened, the irresistible aroma of braised pork wafted out, and Zhao Qinglan could clearly hear her daughter swallowing her saliva beside her.
Upon seeing the braised pork, Zhao Qinglan felt no emotion whatsoever; instead, she almost let out a cold laugh.
Wang Dazhi is as dignified as ever, and he's already trying to whitewash himself.
Working overtime? Do you spend every day working overtime while drinking and chatting with people outside?
Saving up to buy a sewing machine? Their garment factory has no shortage of used sewing machines. New ones might be too expensive and difficult to buy with ration coupons, but even Wang Dazhi, the workshop director, couldn't manage to get a used one.
These words are only meant to deceive my own past naivety and the unsuspecting people in the ward.
However, at this moment, Zhao Qinglan was too lazy to argue with Wang Dazhi, that hypocrite. There would be plenty of opportunities to teach him a lesson later. Right now, the most important thing was to fill her stomach and take care of her health. Thinking this, she picked up a white steamed bun and handed it to her daughter.
"Xiaoduo, eat quickly."
It has to be said that the signature braised pork from this state-run restaurant is incredibly fragrant. Just dipping a steamed bun in the gravy is enough to make your tongue tingle with its aroma. Even though Zhao Qinglan isn't usually that greedy, perhaps she's just really lacking in oil and fat right now, because her chopsticks started moving faster and faster.
Xiao Duo is small and has a small appetite. She ate more than half a steamed bun and was full. She burped contentedly, and Zhao Qinglan finished off the rest of the braised pork and steamed bun.
Seeing that the mother and daughter had finished the whole box of braised pork and three steamed buns, Wang Dazhi felt a pang of heartache. He had thought that his wife would at least leave most of it home for Xiaofei and his parents, just like before.
These days, everyone's short of oil and fat, and meat isn't something you can easily afford. He dared to splurge on braised pork partly to save face, and partly to treat his family to something nice, but...
After finishing her meal and putting down her lunchbox, Zhao Qinglan made demands of Wang Dazhi.
"I'm still a bit weak. You can take the lunchbox home to wash. Oh, and leave me some money and tickets. I'll be staying at the hospital with Xiaoduo for the next few days. You're not busy with work, so you don't need to come see me. Xiaoduo and I will buy our own food."
Wang Dazhi was dumbfounded. Was this still his gentle and virtuous wife who dared not raise her voice at him?
How come she's like a completely different person after fainting and waking up? Not only does she dare to order me around, but she also dares to ask me for money!
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