"Otherwise what? They weren't our Jiang family's children to begin with. Are they supposed to stay and eat our Jiang family's food for free?" Jiang Yinyin got angry just thinking about Shen Mingzhi and her two bastard children.
Jiang Guofu glared at her, his tone full of reproach, "You didn't even try to stop her from leaving."
Her child is the Chiang family's grandson!
Jiang Yinyin was about to talk back, but Jiang Qing glared at her, and she obediently shut up.
"Since she chose to move out herself, why should we force her to stay? Besides, the Song family might do something to us because of her. It's good for her to go out and lay low for a while." After saying that, Jiang Qing picked up her bag and sat down on the sofa.
Jiang Guofu was worried about his grandson, so he made a phone call and asked them to find out where Shen Mingzhi was.
"Sister-in-law Wang!"
After hanging up the phone, he called out.
Aunt Wang immediately came out of the kitchen and asked respectfully, "What's wrong, sir?"
"Go and take care of Miss Shen for a while. Come back when she's finished her postpartum confinement and can work on her own," Jiang Guofu instructed.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yinyin immediately objected, "Dad, why are you wasting your time?! Aunt Wang has been cooking for us for so many years and has watched me grow up. Why should she go and take care of that widow, Shen Mingzhi?!"
“Who’s in charge of this family, you or me? As soon as the Song family came to put pressure on her, she took the child and left. If word gets out, people will say that our Jiang family is just putting on a show and is heartless!” Jiang Guofu was worried about his grandson, but he couldn’t say it directly to Jiang Yinyin.
Jiang Yinyin was breathing heavily, her face full of anger.
Jiang Qing spoke up, "Your dad is right. This will affect you in the future. No matter how much you don't like it, you have to put up with it until she finishes her postpartum confinement."
Jiang Yinyin stopped speaking.
Wang's wife packed her things and went to find Shen Mingzhi at the address Jiang Guofu had given her.
As soon as she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she saw Shen Mingzhi carrying two bamboo baskets on a shoulder pole, with a child in each basket and the pole full of things.
When Sister Wang saw that she had only given birth less than a week ago, yet was already doing such heavy work, her eyes immediately welled up with tears, and her nose felt sore.
Shen Mingzhi looks delicate and fair-skinned, but she's not someone who can't endure hardship.
She quickly stepped forward and helped her with her things, her tone a little sour. "Miss Chen, why didn't you tell the master when you left? He was very worried about you and asked me to take care of you during your postpartum period."
Shen Mingzhi never expected that while Jiang Shaozhen was hypocritical, his father was actually upright and kind.
"No……"
"Don't be so polite. How can a young woman like you take care of children? Let me take care of you." Aunt Wang was genuinely sorry for Shen Mingzhi. How would a widow with two children manage in the future?
Shen Mingzhi felt that what she said made sense; she couldn't possibly live on that hundred yuan until her child could walk. She had to find a way to earn money as soon as possible, and once she had saved enough, she would buy a house.
The rented house was close to the outhouse, and it must have smelled terrible on summer nights.
She stopped being polite and simply said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Sister Wang. When we go into the courtyard, if anyone asks you, just say you're my aunt from my maternal family. She knows I just had a baby and came to take care of me for a few months."
"Then I'll call you Zhizhi." Aunt Wang was a shrewd woman.
When the two arrived at the courtyard, Shen Mingzhi greeted the young man and said, "This is my aunt. She's here to take care of me during my postpartum period."
The young man nodded without saying a word.
Upon entering the attic, Wang Sao felt even more uncomfortable seeing how small and cramped the room was.
Even the windows were so small, and the light was dim.
The room was stuffy and hot.
"This summer is tough," said Aunt Wang, placing the vegetables and steamed buns she had bought on the wooden table.
"I'll probably move to a better place after this heatwave." Shen Mingzhi put the two sleeping children on the bed, picked up the palm-leaf fan she had just bought, and leaned against them to fan them.
She was exhausted from carrying groceries and daily necessities for her two children.
Now that I'm lying down, I don't want to move.
"I'll go cook for you," Aunt Wang said, knowing she was tired.
She cooked lunch and dinner for Shen Mingzhi, but it was just porridge with steamed buns, two stir-fried dishes, and a plate of pickled vegetables.
Of course, one should eat well during postpartum confinement, but Shen Mingzhi did not buy chicken or fish.
In the afternoon, Shen Mingzhi tidied up the room. After dinner, she washed up and lay in bed, looking at her two children, thinking about how to make money after her postpartum period.
Hiring a postpartum nanny is definitely necessary, since she needs to recover her health during her postpartum period.
The money Jiang Shaochen gave her wouldn't last long, and the two children also needed someone to take care of them.
She carried and carried everything all day, walking around the streets, and was exhausted.
Furthermore, she also has to repay the money Jiang Shaochen gave her.
After all, the Jiang family was not related to her, and Jiang Shaozhen was not the child's biological father, so she couldn't be ungrateful.
She fell asleep while pondering things slowly.
The next morning, Aunt Wang brought over the chicken soup she had prepared at home.
As soon as she entered the house, she helped Shen Mingzhi make the bed and changed the baby's diaper. "I made this chicken soup for you this morning, and I also prepared the formula for both babies. The temperature is just right, so they can drink it when they wake up. You should eat it too. Since it's inconvenient for you to buy it here to make it, I will make it for you every day and bring it over."
Shen Mingzhi put down her soup spoon, took out a five-yuan note from her pocket, and handed it to her. "I've thought it over. I definitely need to hire someone. You also need money to buy chicken to make soup to nourish my body, so I'll give you extra. You—"
"What are you doing? The Jiang family asked me to take care of you, and they'll pay me!" Aunt Wang refused to accept the offer.
“Mr. Jiang is indeed very kind, but he has done enough for me. You are here to take care of my child, so you should take money from me.” Shen Mingzhi stuffed five yuan into her hand.
Aunt Wang whispered, "Miss Chen, actually, Second Young Master Jiang—"
Shen Mingzhi interrupted her, "I don't blame him. He has his own difficulties. I've already troubled the Jiang family a lot, and I don't want to bother them any more now."
After breakfast, she yawned and said to Aunt Wang, "I didn't get much sleep last night because I was breastfeeding. I'll catch up on some sleep first. Could you keep an eye on the baby for me?"
"Okay." Aunt Wang said with a pained expression.
There isn't even a fan here...
Shen Mingzhi slept for less than two hours and was covered in sweat from the heat. When she woke up, she heard Jiang Zhou crying loudly, while Wang Sao was holding Jiang Zhou and wiping his arm with purple medicine.
"What's wrong, Sister Wang?" Shen Mingzhi asked quickly, ignoring her own sweat.
"Xiaozhou looks like he's been bitten by mosquitoes, I'm applying medicine for him," Aunt Wang replied.
Shen Mingzhi got up and went to the door to take a look, only to find that the child was probably getting prickly heat because it was too hot.
"This isn't a mosquito bite. I'll go out and get some medicine." After saying that, Shen Mingzhi turned around, grabbed a coat, and went out.
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