Li Qiuhua also seemed to be angry and did not go to see Shen Zhihuan who was leaning on another hospital bed.

Since she doesn't acknowledge her as her mother, she might as well just pretend that she doesn't have this daughter.

"Dad, I cooked the yam and chicken soup that you like." Li Qiuhua said in a flattering tone.

Mr. Shen didn't say anything, but his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Li Qiuhua was twisting the thermos while talking to himself, "The chicken I bought today was really fat. When I cut it open, it was full of fat, and it was orange. After the soup was cooked, it was covered with a thick layer of fat. It was so fragrant."

"Stop it. I'm not hungry yet." A hint of impatience flashed in Mr. Shen's eyes.

"It's already noon..." Perhaps sensing Mr. Shen's displeasure, Li Qiuhua whispered.

"Who says we have to eat at noon?" Mr. Shen's face turned cold.

Just thinking about the thick layer of oil floating on the soup made Mr. Shen lose his appetite.

Li Qiuhua's hand, which was holding the lid of the thermos, froze.

She knew that the old man liked people who were literate and well-educated...

But it’s not her fault that she didn’t go to school.

If possible, who wouldn't want to go to school and sit comfortably, protected from the wind and rain? She has no other choice!

Her mother was injured when she gave birth to her. Since she became an adult, her mother has been sick all the time. She has to go to school. Who will cut the grass and take care of the chickens and ducks at home? Who will do the laundry at home...

Seeing that Li Qiuhua looked aggrieved again, Mr. Shen frowned and waved his hand at her, "The hospital cafeteria has everything, so don't send food here in the future."

He's had enough of chicken soup.

During the five days of hospitalization, she delivered chicken soup for five days.

Is there no other soup to make besides chicken soup? ! Mr. Shen was complaining in his heart when the door of the ward opened again with a creak.

"Grandpa, Zhihuan, are you hungry?!" Zhang Fengxia's cheerful voice accompanied the sound of the door opening.

When she saw clearly the person standing at the head of Mr. Shen's bed, the smile on Zhang Fengxia's face paused slightly.

But she quickly looked away and walked straight towards Shen Zhihuan carrying the thermos.

"Mom..." Shen Zhihuan sat up slightly straighter.

"Are you hungry? I made pigeon soup for you and Grandpa, and I also added the wild ginseng you gave me. It tastes delicious."

Zhang Fengxia smiled and unscrewed the thermos.

The delicious smell instantly filled the entire ward.

"The pigeon is a little small, so I put two chicken legs and two chicken feet into the stew." Zhang Fengxia opened the door of the bedside table with ease and took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Li Qiuhua standing aside had a gloomy face.

All I could think about was what Zhang Fengxia said about "Wild Ginseng".

She actually gave the wild ginseng, which cost hundreds of yuan a piece, to Zhang Fengxia to make soup?! This meal cost hundreds of yuan...

Extorting money from my own parents to support my husband's family...

The more Li Qiuhua thought about it, the angrier she became.

"Shen Zhihuan, where did you get the wild ginseng that your mother-in-law just mentioned?" Li Qiuhua had already clenched his teeth.

"Of course I bought it. It's impossible for it to fall from the sky!" Shen Zhihuan sneered.

Catch a woman in pairs; catch a thief and take away the dirty stuff.

Unless you catch her digging wild ginseng in the mountains, she will not admit it even if you beat her to death.

"Shen Zhihuan, do you believe this?" Li Qiuhua said angrily.

"I believe it! How could I not believe it?! My grandfather and godfather gave me a dowry of 12,000 yuan each, and my mother-in-law gave me a betrothal gift of 2,000 yuan. Not to mention buying wild ginseng that costs thousands of yuan each, I can even afford the wild ginseng king that costs several thousand yuan each." Shen Zhihuan smiled brightly.

With her current wealth, apart from the peaches from the Queen Mother's Peach Garden, the nectar and elixir from the Jade Pool, what else can she not afford? ! "Shen Zhihuan..." Li Qiuhua looked distressed.

But now it seems that she has really become unrecognizable and hopeless.

When the third daughter was young, she was obviously the most obedient among the other daughters...

Why did she become like this? ! Shen Zhihuan turned away.

I don’t understand why Li Qiuhua reacted so strongly to wild ginseng.

Did she think that she had secretly taken the wild ginseng? ! Secretly...

Shen Zhihuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems like she really did it on her own.

"Wild ginseng..." Old Master Shen chuckled, "My dear granddaughter is really rich. She uses wild ginseng worth hundreds of yuan to stew pigeon soup. I will enjoy the good fortune with my dear granddaughter in the future."

"Grandpa, I still think that you are more likely to enjoy a better life if you follow my younger brother." Shen Zhihuan slightly turned his body and found a slightly more comfortable lying position.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"What do you mean?" Mr. Shen laughed even more happily.

"Grandpa, do you know how my mother-in-law scolds me every day?"

"Oh! Your mother-in-law still has the heart to scold you?" Old Master Shen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why are you reluctant?"

"How did you curse?"

The grandfather and grandson chatted as if no one was around.

Zhang Fengxia didn't even raise her eyelids and concentrated on serving soup to the grandfather and grandson.

"You called me a loser."

"Isn't that the truth?" Old Master Shen sneered, "This is just your mother-in-law. If I had a new mother-in-law, she would have kicked out a spendthrift like you long ago."

As he said this, Mr. Shen also made a sound of "tsk". "It seems that I have to be nicer to your man in the future, otherwise if he gets angry one day and doesn't want you anymore, I can't afford to support you, a spendthrift."

"My wife, I can take care of her myself." A clear male voice came from the door.

"Brigade Commander Su, did you hear that? Grandpa said that he would be nicer to you in the future." Shen Zhihuan smiled as he looked at the man who strode in.

"I heard it!" Su Ziyu smiled and rubbed his young wife's head, raising the oil paper bag in his hand.

“Guess!”

Shen Zhihuan shrugged his nose, "Braised pig's feet and pig's tail."

"All correct!" Su Ziyu handed the oilpaper bag to Zhang Fengxia and went to move the small table over.

The distance between the two beds is not wide, so the small table can fit perfectly.

Shen Zhihuan got out of bed, washed his hands, and came back with a towel for Old Man Shen to wipe his hands.

Li Qiuhua looked at the people who were preparing to eat in a lively manner, and felt that he was being left out and ignored...

The hands hanging by her side had been clenched into fists without her knowing when.

Seeing several people sitting down to eat, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she didn't have the face to stay any longer.

The door closed.

"You mother..." All the words he said finally turned into a sigh.

"Grandpa, try the pigeon soup my mother made." Shen Zhihuan handed the pigeon soup to Grandpa Shen.

While eating, she didn't want to talk about these appetite-destroying topics.

"This bowl of pigeon soup should be worth at least a hundred or eighty yuan, right?" Knowing the temperament of his obedient granddaughter, Grandpa Shen didn't say anything more.