"Have another one?"
Fang Xue spoke lightly, but Fang Hai was furious and couldn't help but retort, "You make it sound so easy. After all these years, why haven't you gotten pregnant again?"
Fang Xue was hit where it hurt, and her face immediately turned red. She stood up abruptly from the stove, raised her arm, and slapped Fang Hai hard across the face.
She gritted her teeth and glared at him fiercely: "Fang Hai, you bastard!"
Caught off guard, Fang Hai's face was slapped to the side by her sudden slap. Soon, clear finger marks appeared on his swollen face, showing how hard Fang Xue had slapped him.
"Me, a bastard?" Fang Hai laughed in anger: "You're allowed to curse my child to die, but I'm not allowed to say you can't get pregnant, is that it?"
After saying that, his face instantly turned cold, and he grabbed a freshly washed rice bowl from the cutting board next to him and threw it at Fang Xue.
He still had his senses; instead of aiming for her face, he deliberately shifted the weapon to the side.
The rice bowl grazed Fang Xue's ear, then smashed against the wall behind her, shattering into pieces.
Even so, Fang Xue was so frightened that her breath caught in her throat and her whole body froze.
Finally, it was Yang Fengxia's furious voice that brought him back to his senses.
"Oh my god! There are only ten bowls in the house, and now you've smashed one. We won't have enough bowls to serve guests in the future!"
Yang Fengxia was so angry she jumped up and down, reaching out to grab Fang Hai's arm: "Second brother, talk this out! You can't hit your sister no matter what..."
Before she could finish speaking, her gaze met Fang Hai's reddened eyes.
Fang Hai forced back the tears in his eyes, staring at her with tearful eyes and gritting his teeth.
It is said that men do not easily shed tears, but only when they are truly heartbroken.
Yang Fengxia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Fang Xue's words had really hurt him this time.
She opened her mouth, but the words of accusation she was about to utter remained unspoken.
Fang Hai tilted his head back, blinked, and tried his best to hold back his tears.
He sniffed, composed himself, and asked, "Mom, is the noodle soup for Xiaoping ready yet?"
Yang Fengxia lowered her head to avoid his gaze and stammered, "Okay, okay."
Fang Hai said calmly, "Could you please scoop it out for me and put it in my lunchbox?"
"Okay." Yang Fengxia responded, hurriedly picking up a rice spoon to scoop out the noodles and put them into the lunchbox: "Here you go."
Fang Hai silently took the lunchbox, turned around and left the kitchen.
He strode out of the courtyard, and as soon as he turned the corner, he saw Fang Qiao standing outside the wall.
"Little sister, you didn't leave?" He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly wiped the tears from his face.
Fang Qiao hummed in agreement and handed him a handkerchief.
Fang Hai hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it.
He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and smelled a faint scent of soap on the handkerchief. He couldn't hold back his tears, and they flowed again.
The more I wiped away the tears, the more they flowed.
After a while, Fang Hai finally composed himself, folded the handkerchief that was wet with tears, and said, "Little sister, I'll wash it clean and return it to you later."
Fang Qiao: "No need to return it, you can use it."
Fang Hai nodded silently. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Little sister, you heard me arguing with Mom and my older sister, right?"
Fang Qiao hummed in agreement and asked, "Big brother, what are you planning to do next?"
Fang Hai forced a smile: "There's nothing we can do, we'll just keep trying. The doctors all say my wife is doing well, and the baby will definitely survive. As her father, I can't just abandon her because I'm short on money right now, what would that make me?"
"About money..." Fang Qiao began.
Fang Hai abruptly interrupted her: "Little sister, I've already made up my mind about the money."
"I'll first check with my employer to see if I can get an advance of two months' salary. If that doesn't work, I'll borrow some from my childhood friends, classmates, and colleagues. Over the years, I've made a few good friends, and I can always scrape together some money if I keep asking around."
Fang Qiao looked at Fang Hai's feignedly relaxed face and knew what he meant.
He didn't want to ask me for money.
"Brother, if you really can't gather enough, just come find me."
Fang Hai shook his head: "Little sister, no need, I have a way..."
“Big brother, don’t rush to refuse. I know you’re different from other brothers.” Fang Qiao smiled and said, “Besides, I won’t give you the money for nothing. I’ll write you an IOU and charge you interest.”
Fang Hai was taken aback. Looking at Fang Qiao's smiling face, he knew that she said this because she didn't want to add to his psychological burden.
This is the essence of providing timely help.
He thought to himself that not all blood relatives, like siblings, are always wary of each other and scheming against one another, afraid that the other will benefit more while he suffers more loss.
His tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he smiled with relief, saying, "Okay."
"Let's go, let's go out together. You go to the hospital, I'll go to Labor Park."
Fang Qiao and Fang Hai walked out side by side.
Fang Qiao asked him, "Which ward is your sister-in-law in at the Beijing hospital?"
Fang Hai told Fang Qiao the room number, and Fang Qiao nodded: "Okay, I'll go see her later."
Fang Hai hummed in agreement and said, "Your sister-in-law is incredibly bored in the hospital. You should go and keep her company."
The two parted ways at the bus stop. Fang Hai waited for the bus to the city, while Fang Qiao continued walking forward, as Labor Park was still some distance away.
Because it was still lunchtime, there weren't many people in Labor Park.
Fang Qiao saw several children from afar, each holding a bamboo dragonfly and flying it into the sky. Because they were having so much fun, the children didn't notice Fang Qiao approaching.
Cheng Baidong reached out and squeezed Fang Qiao's hand, then let go, and asked, "Why did it take so long?"
Fang Qiao smiled and said, "I watched a great show at home."
Cheng Baidong raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
"My older brother and my older sister have fallen out." Fang Qiao briefly explained the situation to Cheng Baidong, emphasizing Fang Xue's words.
Cheng Baidong was speechless after hearing this and said, "Wife, your older sister is no good. Stay away from her in the future."
"I know that, you don't need to remind me." Fang Qiao snorted lightly, "Besides, I'm already quite far away from her."
"Yes, yes, you did a great job."
"Oh, right," Fang Qiao said, "there are no afternoon visits for hospital visits, so I'm planning to go see my sister-in-law at the hospital tomorrow at noon."
"Okay." Cheng Baidong nodded. "Do you need to buy anything?"
"What to buy..." Fang Qiao thought for a moment and said, "No need to go out to buy anything special. There are state-run stores and restaurants near the hospital. We can buy some nourishing malted milk powder and fruit at the store, and then get a bucket of chicken soup from the state-run restaurant."
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A side note—
I recommend my friend Wan Caicai's period novel, "Reborn in the 1970s: A Young Educated Youth with a Space to Revitalize the Nation."
The female protagonist is reborn from a post-apocalyptic world as a pharmaceutical tycoon. Upon her return, she immediately becomes a sent-down youth in the Gobi Desert, working on its development! The female protagonist is very intelligent and doesn't overuse her cheat abilities. The male protagonist is a professor who fought alongside the female protagonist during the post-apocalyptic world, and the two of them are transported to the 1970s!
A career-oriented female lead, but also sweet, cute, and easy to win over~
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