"Xiaobai, Mom can't drink anymore, you can have it all."
Seeing that less than a third of the millet porridge in the box had been consumed, Qin Bai wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.
"Why don't you have any appetite anymore? Is it not tasty?"
Then, he took a big bite of the scallion pancake.
The aroma of eggs and crispy sausages made Cheng Jing swallow hard.
While I was slurping down my tasteless millet porridge, he was eating with his mouth greasy.
How could someone ask such an inhumane question?
Is it a person?
But Cheng Jing, being a proper patient, was too embarrassed to admit that she was craving it, so she could only stare longingly at the scallion pancakes, waiting for him to figure it out on his own.
Qin Bai followed her gaze and nodded in realization.
He snapped his fingers: "I got it, Mom, you wait."
After saying that, he grabbed the scallion pancake and ran outside.
Cheng Jing nodded with satisfaction. It was all thanks to her son's filial piety that he knew what his mother wanted to eat.
Raising a cub like this is not bad; it shows good judgment.
A few minutes later, Qin Bai ran back with a bag of white sugar.
She said with some self-reproach, "It's my fault. I didn't even have any pickled vegetables before making you drink porridge."
Cheng Jing looked up blankly: "Then why did you buy white sugar?"
"Add some sugar. I heard them say that adding this to porridge makes it taste really good."
"Who said that?"
"It's them."
"Explain yourself, who said that?"
Cheng Jing gritted her teeth, determined to find the real culprit and find out what had led her obedient son astray.
besides......
Why not say that adding some scallion pancakes to the porridge makes it taste even better?
Seeing his mother's exasperated expression, Qin Bai was practically laughing his head off.
As her discharge from the hospital and the Qin family's affairs came to an end, this mother's personality became more and more like a child's.
A little anger makes me very energetic.
Qin Bai took out another scallion pancake from his pocket.
"Look, look, you're in such a hurry. I prepared it for you a long time ago, and it's still warm."
"That's more like it."
Cheng Jing's face brightened and became more sullen; she found her son much more agreeable now.
Qin Bai sat down next to her, opened another box of porridge, and added some sugar.
After taking a sip, his eyes widened immediately.
Don't tell.
You know what?
It's sweeter than when no sugar was added.
He quietly switched his share with Cheng Jing's.
"Mom, I just asked the doctor, and she said you can be discharged in about ten days."
"Will it take that long? I don't think it'll be necessary. I can move around freely now without any problems."
"No, the wound hasn't healed yet."
"But......"
"Don't think about money. Your son is practically a millionaire now. Just relax and rest for a few more days."
Qin Bai directly revealed Cheng Jing's thoughts.
The Qin family has gone bankrupt. Although the previous surgery fees have been settled, the subsequent hospitalization costs are still a huge expense.
Especially the SVIP ward and the caregivers, made Cheng Jing feel like she was burning money while lying here.
She silently swapped the porridge in front of her with Qin Bai's again.
"Actually, it's fine to be discharged a few days earlier. It's a good time to go home and pack up. It's almost Chinese New Year, and we should have some festive atmosphere."
"Don't worry about this, leave it to me, and also about our family..."
Just as Qin Bai was about to bring up the matter of changing houses, the ward doctor came in from outside.
They asked if I had any discomfort, checked the wound's healing progress, made a note of it, and then left.
The mother and son continued eating, and the game of exchanging porridge continued.
Aunt Zhang smiled unconsciously as she watched the two of them.
This mother and son are quite interesting; they even make a show of eating together. They must be incredibly cunning and scheming at home.
To be honest, I'm quite envious of Cheng Jing.
Having a son like this makes life much more enjoyable.
I should have captured this heartwarming moment on camera so my rebellious little one could learn from it.
Look at other people's kids...
After the meal, Aunt Zhang tidied up the trash and took it out to throw it away.
Cheng Jing patted her stomach and glared at Qin Bai reproachfully.
"It's all your fault. You seem to have eaten too much again. It will be troublesome if you gain weight."
"Oh my, you're already concerned about your figure, huh? Have you got your eye on some old man?"
Cheng Jing smiled, her eyes narrowing. "Xiao Bai, come sit down." She patted the seat next to her.
Qin Bai immediately alerted the police in his mind.
Ta-da!
Run straight to the corner of the wall.
He said warily, "Mom, I'm all grown up now. You can't hit me. There are new criminal laws that punish people who hit children."
"I......"
Cheng Jing was so angry she laughed.
She's such a drama queen; she's willing to put on an act for a while no matter what.
"Come sit down, I have something important to tell you."
"Oh, okay then."
Qin Bai ran back and sat down next to Cheng Jing.
Then, with a sly grin, he tilted his head and said, "You really have your eye on an old man? What's his name? How old is he? How tall is he? Does he receive welfare?"
"Hoo~~~" Cheng Jing took a deep breath: "Xiao Bai, how many years is the sentence for beating your own son to death? Can you help me find out?"
"Hehe, no need, no need, it's too much trouble."
Cheng Jing took a piece of paper from under the pillow and handed it to her.
"This is something I need to buy for the Chinese New Year. I'll take a look when I have time; there's no rush."
Qin Bai opened it and looked through it; it contained only ingredients and New Year's goods.
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