Shinen: “?”
When I asked her to get it, she said she couldn't afford milk powder.
If you can't afford it, you can borrow it.
Zhou Zedong wiped his sweat and turned around to look at the other party when he heard the sound.
Only then did he realize that there was a woman lying on the bed next to her, and a child beside her was crying weakly.
He didn't even notice it just now.
He looked at each other, then at Sinian, and asked, "Mom, do you know each other?"
Si Nian looked away and laughed when he heard his son's words, "I don't know him."
Zhou Zedong stretched out his hand to grab the milk powder, paused, and then put it back, "Then why does she want to borrow milk powder from you?"
He brought milk powder over, for his sister...no, for his brother, because the book he read said that when the child is just born, the mother may run out of milk, so to avoid this happening, prepare milk powder in advance.
So he was worried that his children would be hungry, so he thought of bringing everything over.
My brother hasn't even drank yet, how can he give it to others?
The woman who Zhou Zedong said this was blushing, and her face turned red.
She immediately defended: "Isn't it because I'm not prepared? I don't want to borrow too much. I can just borrow what I have for today. It doesn't matter how much it costs. We are all in the same ward. Isn't it good to help each other? At worst, I will buy it and pay it back." That’s you.”
She felt that it was okay for both women to help each other.
And she doesn’t want much. If her daughter hadn’t been so noisy, who would have wanted to lend it to others.
Si Nian nodded and agreed, "That's right."
The woman's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Si Nian nodded slightly and said to his son, "Xiaodong, give her a can first."
The woman's eyes widened in surprise: "This, this is not good, there are so many, oh, you are too polite..."
She really made a lot of money from such good milk powder.
I really didn't expect this woman to be so willing.
Zhou Zedong was silent now, took out a can of milk powder and handed it to the woman.
"Thank you, kid. You and your mother are really good people. Good people have a safe life."
Zhou Zedong looked at her calmly and said, "You're welcome, Auntie, this jar costs eight yuan, so just give it to me so that you don't have to go out to buy it."
The woman's hand that she stretched out in surprise froze, and her voice rose in pitch, "What? Eight dollars?"
Zhou Zedong said strangely: "What else? Didn't you say we would lend it to you? We will give it to you, and you will just pay the money first. You don't have to go out to buy it tomorrow. Is it possible that we should give it to you for free?"
The woman had an ugly expression on her face, "I don't want much."
Zhou Zedong showed a look of disdain, "Children don't believe in good things like pie falling from the sky. Why do you think we will give it to you for free?"
The woman's face suddenly turned green and white.
Even if he is taught a lesson, he is still a child.
She became a little angry and said, "Then just lend me some."
"You have to give me some money. If you can't afford it, I can give you fifty cents."
"What? It's only fifty cents per hour. Why don't you go and grab it? I'm really convinced. This is the first time I've seen someone pick on someone like this. Even if an adult picks a child, it's the same."
She cursed.
Zhou Zedong's face darkened, "Yes, we are stingy, but we are only stingy with outsiders. Unlike you, we are stingy even with our own children."
After he finished speaking, he looked back at Sinian and asked her: "Mom, do you think it's true? She's so stingy. She's not even willing to buy 50 cents of milk powder for her children. She also calls us stingy. She's so weird. ah."
The corners of Si Nianxiao's eyes curled up, and he felt instantly relieved by the noise: "You're right, what right does a person who is stingy about his own children have to say that others are stingy?"
"Don't worry about her."
Now even if I am willing to give her some milk powder for her child.
But what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?
She can help once, but not forever.
So there is no need to go looking for trouble.
If the other party wants milk powder, fine, then give him money.
Zhou Yueshen bought her milk powder from the best, and a can cost eight yuan.
I'm not a big grievance, so why would I give it to a stranger I don't know and who I won't even see again in the future?
Zhou Zedong walked back holding the milk powder.
Zhou Yueshen walked in carrying food and saw that Si Nian had fed the little cub and was talking to his eldest son.
"Mom, whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you tonight."
Si Nian: "I want to eat something spicy, but there is no taste in my mouth and I feel very uncomfortable."
Zhou Zedong frowned and said, "But you can't eat spicy food after you have just given birth."
Si Nian frowned and said, "Mom understands the truth, but she can't help her mouth."
Zhou Zedong comforted him: "Mom, it's okay. You can eat it when you feel better in a few days, but you can only eat a little."
He had read in the library that mothers could eat Xishiba when they were young, but they could only eat a little bit. If they were breastfeeding, they would definitely not be able to eat it because it would have an impact on the baby.
But the mother wants to eat it again, so she can only let her brother eat milk powder.
Anyway, I bought so much milk powder, I can’t waste it.
Mom will be unhappy if she can't eat delicious food.
Zhou Yueshen: "..."
Why do you feel like someone has robbed you of your lines?
He had just returned from buying food and was thinking about the hospital food. Si Nian would definitely not like it.
Too bland.
But the doctor told me not to eat spicy food just after giving birth.
I can only eat something light.
He had already thought about how to appease Si Nian.
As a result, the prepared words were snatched away by his son before he could even leave his mouth.
And he also plans to make it himself tomorrow.
But my son’s cooking skills are better than mine now…
Si Nian would definitely like his food more.
Zhou Yueshen: "......"
He coughed, stepped forward and said, "Nian Nian, eat something."
Si Nian looked at the clear and watery meal, and indeed had a sad expression on his face.
Just as Zhou Yueshen was about to speak, his son said, "Mom, this is not as delicious as the one I made."
Si Nian immediately agreed: "Of course, our Xiaodong's cooking skills can make him a chef."
Her attention was diverted, she smiled and ate, and stopped after a few bites.
Zhou Yueshen coaxed her to eat a few more bites, but when he saw that she really didn't want to eat, he ate a few bites and threw them in the trash can.
Si Nian's examination showed no problem the next day and he could be discharged from the hospital.
The woman on the side watched her hug her son and leave happily, and couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness in her heart.
After her husband and mother-in-law left, they never came back.
She secretly tilted her head to wipe her tears, but her daughter's hand was caught by her.
Her daughter was wrinkled and not good-looking at all. She had seen Si Nian's son, who was fair and chubby. She could tell at a glance that he had been raised well during pregnancy.
But no matter how good it is, it belongs to others. Yesterday, she was full of resentment towards her daughter because the pregnant woman living in the same ward gave birth to a son, and she didn't even want to look at her again.
But now when I was most sad, she was the only one by my side.
Obviously he didn't want her, but the child didn't notice it at all, and actually smiled when he looked at her.
Suddenly, a deep feeling of guilt surged into the woman's heart, and she hugged her daughter uncomfortably and cried.
