His wife became irritable and impatient after giving birth, and he endured it all thanks to her patience. Once she got through it, she would become the understanding wife she used to be.
Ning Zhiyuan recalled Sang Feiyu's changes and realized that his wife was indeed getting impatient with him.
He thought his wife was angry that he hadn't been home for so long, but now that he thinks about it, that might not be the case.
But he couldn't figure out exactly where the problem lay.
Never mind, let's observe for a while longer.
Ning Zhiyuan observed for two days, but couldn't find a satisfactory name or observe anything before being assigned a new task.
Sang Feiyu personally helped him pack his luggage, and his maternal grandparents personally saw him off at the door. They looked reluctant to part with him, but in Ning Zhiyuan's eyes, it seemed like everyone was eager for him to leave.
He shook his head instinctively, thinking he must be overthinking things.
Zhao Hui and Sang Youde breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Ning Zhiyuan walk away; finally, Xiaoyu could come out for dinner.
Otherwise, she'll have to secretly eat delicious food in her space again.
They are considered quite traditional people and worry that eating certain foods during postpartum confinement might be bad for their health.
The two didn't return to the house until they could no longer see Ning Zhiyuan, and then locked the courtyard gate behind them.
"Oh, you're all home, why is it always locked?" an unfamiliar old lady asked as she walked over.
Zhao Hui assumed the other person was a family member from the neighborhood and smiled, "My granddaughter is in postpartum confinement and needs a quiet environment to rest, so I simply locked the door."
"That's right, postpartum care should be taken seriously."
"By the way, did you have a boy or a girl?" the other person asked gossipy.
Gossiping is human nature, and everyone will find out eventually anyway, so Zhao Hui replied, "Girl."
To my surprise, the other person said the next second, "If you have a girl, you should rest well and prepare to have a boy next time."
Zhao Hui's expression changed slightly, and she said sarcastically, "What era are we living in? There are still such patriarchal ideas."
"I can't take care of myself without my son in my old age," the old lady said with a sheepish smile.
Zhao Hui's lips twitched slightly. "If I'm capable, why would I need a son to support me in my old age?"
"In the end, those who insist on having sons are the ones who are incapable of supporting themselves in their old age."
The old lady's smile faltered; this was an insult, an insult to her incompetence!
"As long as my son is capable, that's enough."
Zhao Hui glanced at the old lady's patched and faded clothes, and thought that her son wasn't very capable either.
"Your son is capable, and you are capable too, so your son's career will reach new heights."
“Your son is capable, but you are not; you will only be a burden to him.”
She didn't want to say such harsh things; it was the other person who provoked her first.
The old lady was so angered by the scolding that she lost her temper and said things she shouldn't have, "You only need to rely on your granddaughter at such an old age because you don't have a son. You are the burden on your granddaughter."
Neither Zhao Hui nor Sang Youde were a burden to Sang Feiyu; on the contrary, they could help her with money, effort, and connections. Therefore, neither of them was angry after hearing what the other said.
“My husband and I both retired as cadres, and we can receive about 100 yuan a month in retirement pension. Given my husband’s position before retirement, we will have no one to take care of us when we get old. The army will also take care of us as junior soldiers.”
“Not only do we not need our granddaughter to support us in our old age, but we also contribute money and effort. During her postpartum period, she was provided with meat, eggs, and milk every day. Could you have arranged these things for your daughter-in-law during her postpartum period?” Zhao Hui retorted.
The old lady choked, unable to say anything.
She herself can't even afford meat, eggs, and dairy products, so how could she possibly provide them for her daughter-in-law, that money-losing girl?
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