The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 308 "Visit"

Zhang Ping's man broke down, suddenly stood up, his eyes wide, his face furious and fierce, "Zhang Ping!"

"What?" Zhang Ping's voice was even louder than his.

Bai Taohua was driven away. She had thought about breaking the ice with the man and living a good life together, but she never expected him to say such a thing about her.

Her heart sank.

Married for many years, she took care of the household, bore him children, and was filial to his parents. Yet he said she was petty, calculating, and not gentle or understanding?!
Ah.

Ha ha.

Zhang Ping glanced at the man with disappointment, then turned and went back into the house.

The man felt a tightness in his chest from that one glance, and in frustration, he stood up, kicked over a stool, and stormed off.

"I'm scared, I'm scared." The smelly, dark eyes welled up with tears.

"Don't be afraid, Dad's gone, he won't make a sound," Zhang Ping's eldest daughter whispered, hugging her younger brother and comforting him.

She looked towards the door, a barely perceptible hint of hatred in her eyes.

Compared to her father, the girl hated Bai Taohua even more. She remembered very clearly that before Bai Taohua entered her family, her parents would still argue, but it wasn't as serious as it was now.

My home used to be a home, but now it's a cage.

"Sister, I hate Aunt Bai." Zhang Ping's second son clenched his fists and said bitterly, "I hate Dad too."

He hated his father's favoritism, and while he greeted Bai Taohua's two daughters with a smile, he had no patience for them whatsoever.

He hated his father's bad temper, and how his father would often get angry with his mother.

He also resented that his father didn't give his mother much money, and he would always question her about how the money disappeared so quickly...

“I hate it too,” Zhang Ping’s eldest daughter said.

The boy looked at his sister, hesitated for several seconds, and asked hesitantly, "Sis, do you think Mom and Dad will make up?"

His sister remained silent.

She had gone to school and knew many principles; she wasn't an ignorant little girl who knew nothing. She understood the meaning of "spilled water cannot be gathered up again" and "a broken mirror cannot be mended."

Dad and Mom will never make up again.

"Sister, is Mom crying secretly again? Go back inside and comfort her," the boy said.

Zhang Ping's husband's family and the man she married both favored sons over daughters, but she herself was not like that. Compared to her son, she was more tolerant of her daughter. No matter how bitter she felt, she was not like other women who didn't treat their daughters like human beings. That's why her son suggested that his sister come into the house.

"Let Mom have some peace and quiet. Let's tidy up the house. Mom will be happy to see a clean and tidy house."

"to make."

So Zhang Ping's children got to work, and as they busied themselves, the pent-up frustration in their hearts gradually dissipated, and their moods improved.

When Zhang Ping came out, she saw the clean yard, the clothes dripping wet on the clothesline, and her children doing their homework obediently... Her heart, which was utterly disappointed in her marriage, instantly cracked open, as if light was shining in.

She hugged her daughters, tears welling up in her eyes, yet she smiled with contentment.

"With you all by my side... there's nothing I can't tolerate."

Tears streamed down Zhang Ping's eldest daughter's face, her voice choked with sobs, "Mother, I will study hard in the future, pass the junior high school entrance exam, go to high school, find a good job when I grow up, and give you all my salary so that you will never have to live at the mercy of my father again."

Zhang Ping was shocked.

Even the children know that she has to be mindful of others' feelings to get by!

That man, he didn't even pretend.

A weak, bitter smile tugged at the corners of her lips, but she couldn't utter a single, hoarse word.

The boy felt water dripping down his neck; he knew what it was, but pretended not to know anything.

"Mom, wait for me. In a few years, I'll be an adult. When I'm an adult, I can stand up for you. I won't let anyone bully you then."

The child's clear, tender voice was full of seriousness.

This one sentence was enough to heal Zhang Ping's wounded heart.

"Okay, Mother will wait."

The family stopped mentioning the man and went back to their own quiet lives.

Zhang Ping was indifferent to men. When he came back, she fulfilled her duties as a wife, doing her job without fail, including laundry and cooking. But what more could he want? Sorry, she didn't have that desire.

……

The next day, early.

Meng Jiusi brought breakfast to Hengbao's house to change his dressing.

"Is your foot uncomfortable? Should we give it some medicine first or change the dressing first?" He asked as soon as he entered the children's room.

Hengbao stretched out his arm toward him.

"Uncle, I need to go to the outhouse!" He said urgently, his legs pressed together.

Meng Jiusi put down his things, walked to the bunk bed, picked up his nephew, and quickly walked out.

"Just bear with it, don't drag me into this."

Hengbao choked and shouted, "I'm a little boy, I won't drag you down with me! I'm six years old, not Qianbao."

Meng Jiusi smiled and said, "Qianbao is much more sensible than you."

"I call this having personality!" Hengbao was very talkative. "Among the three brothers, two are enough to be obedient. There also needs to be one like me in the family, otherwise my mother would miss out on so much fun."

Meng Jiusi: He was speechless.

“…perverse logic.”

Hengbao shook his little head and said with a hint of pride, "Even a fallacy is a logic."

As they were talking, the uncle and nephew went to the toilet.

Meng Jiusi carried Hengbao inside and took off his pants.

A sound of water.

Hengbao let out a long sigh and exclaimed, "I was suffocating!"

"Where are your parents? Didn't his dad take you to the toilet?!" Meng Jiusi asked.

Holding it in for too long isn't good.

“My dad took me there.” But he drinks a lot of water, so his stomach always feels bloated.

Hengbao explained his parents' whereabouts, "My dad went to training, and my mom went to buy me pig's trotters!"

"Where did your mom go to buy you pig's trotters?" Meng Jiusi frowned. He thought Zhao Zhao was joking, but he didn't expect her to actually go and buy them.

A pig only has four trotters, and these are not easy to buy. Zhao Zhao has only been here for a short time and doesn't have many connections. Where can she buy them?

The only thing he could think of was the black market.

That's so dangerous.

Hengbao shook her head, her tone resentful, "I don't know, my mom always says kids shouldn't meddle in adult matters."

“...Listen to your mother.” Meng Jiusi helped her nephew put on his pants, picked him up, and walked outside.

"..."

Knowing that her uncle was also from her mother's side, Hengbao sighed sullenly, but wisely said, "I listen to my mother the most."

“A good child listens to his mother,” Meng Jiusi praised, then helped him wash his hands and face before taking him back to the house.

Hengbao watched his uncle wash his hands and face very carefully, turning them over and over several times, and said, "Uncle, you're just like my brother, washing your hands is such a hassle."

Meng Jiusi was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Haven't you heard the saying?"

"What did you say?" Hengbao asked.

“Like father, like son,” Meng Jiusi said with a smile.

"Haha, then why didn't I take after you?" Hengbao laughed as he spoke to his uncle.

"You have three uncles too." The implication was clear: he was related to his other three uncles. Hengbao had no way to refute it.

Meng Jiusi put him on the bed. "I'll change your dressing first, then you can have breakfast."

"Okay." The injured soldier had no objections.

He watched obediently as his uncle changed his dressing. Seeing how skilled Meng Jiusi was, he couldn't help but ask after a couple of seconds, "Uncle, when will my foot get better?"

Meng Jiusi glanced at him and said in a gentle tone, "That depends on your definition of 'good'?"

"What does that mean?" Hengbao asked, her face full of questions.

“If it’s just the kind of patient who can get out of bed, and they keep applying the medication, it should take about three days; if they can run and jump, it will take at least a week,” Meng Jiusi said.

"Huh?" Hengbao exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Huh?!" Meng Jiusi laughed out loud, amused by his tone.

Fearing that the injured person might not take it seriously, he exaggerated a little, deliberately trying to scare his nephew.

"Be careful with your foot injury, it could easily leave lasting damage. Take it easy and let it rest."

"What are the aftereffects?" asked Yu Bao.

"The aftereffect is that if it's not properly healed, your foot will hurt from time to time," Meng Jiusi explained to the children in language they could understand.

Upon hearing this, Yu Bao's expression turned serious. "Uncle, I will keep an eye on Heng Bao and make sure he doesn't run around or jump. I will make sure he recovers completely."

Hengbao didn't want any lasting effects, so she quickly nodded, "Uncle, I'll listen to you! Tell me when you can walk, and I'll get out of bed!"

Meng Jiusi smiled, packed up her first-aid kit, and prepared to go to work.

Before leaving, I asked, "Has your mother eaten anything?"

“I ate and drank a bowl of porridge,” Yu Bao replied.

“It’s good to eat. Skipping breakfast is bad for your health,” Meng Jiusi said.

"Don't worry, Uncle, my dad and we will keep an eye on my mom," Yu Bao said with a bright smile.

Meng Jiusi rubbed his forehead and smiled, "Good boy, I brought you two steamed buns. Go get them yourselves. I'm going to work now. Your brother Jingmo and Xiaobai will be here later."

"Okay," Yu Bao obediently agreed.

Meng Jiusi trusted his eldest nephew and said nothing more before turning to leave.

Not long after he left, Maodan, Jingmo, and Xiaobai came to visit the little patient, accompanied by Heidan and several of the twins' new friends.

They didn't come empty-handed.

Cat Egg brought two bright red apples, Black Egg brought a few dates, and the other children brought cucumbers or tomatoes... They didn't bring many things, nor were they particularly valuable, but they all represented the children's good intentions.

"Hengbao, we've come to see you."

"Hengbao, is your foot better? Does it still hurt?"

The children crowded into the twins' room, exchanging words of concern with each other.

"Hengbao, your room is so pretty! Did your dad prepare it for you?" one of the children asked enviously.

Hengbao proudly puffed out her little chest and said loudly, "Yes, my dad prepared it. This room is very similar to the one in my hometown. Isn't it beautiful? My room in my hometown is even more beautiful. The windows are big and very bright, and the curtains are the blue that my brother and I like."

"By the way, this is my brother's and my room, not mine alone."

The child exclaimed, "I don't even have a room back in my hometown!"

"Do you have any here?" Hengbao asked casually.

"Yes, there are." The child's smile was brighter than the sun.

"That's great!" Hengbao gave his friend plenty of emotional support, saying very nice things. "Your room will get bigger and bigger, and more and more beautiful."

"Thank you, Hengbao. Your room will get bigger and more beautiful every day."

Children don't feel jealousy; they simply admire what they have, yet they are content with what they already possess.

Yu Bao greeted the little guests who came to visit his younger brother. He poured them sweet red date water and took out the mung bean cakes that his mother had made earlier.

"Have some water, and here's some mung bean cake my mom made. Everyone, have some."

Black Egg stared wide-eyed in astonishment, "Yu Bao, do you know where your family's mung bean cakes are? Doesn't your mother secretly hide cakes and candies from you?!"

"I know," Yu Bao replied, then asked疑惑地, "Why did you hide the pastries and candies behind my back? Were you trying to steal them?"

"It's not that the adults are stealing the food, it's that they're afraid we'll steal it," Black Egg said.

His mother hid it, hanging it high on the roof beam, so he couldn't reach it even if he wanted to steal it.

"Why did I steal food? My mom said that children are the little masters of the house, and they can take whatever they want to eat or drink, as long as they know how to do it in moderation," Yu Bao said.

"Your mother is so good." Black Egg said with envy, "My mother hides everything and saves everything for the New Year."

Yu Bao looked at him with sympathy, picked up a piece of mung bean cake and gave it to him, saying, "Here, have this."

Black Egg took the mung bean cake and was about to put it in his mouth when the cake stopped five centimeters away. He stopped with difficulty and said, "If we eat so many mung bean cakes, won't your mother get angry and beat you? Maybe we shouldn't eat them. Adults hit people and it hurts."

A little boy who had already taken a bite of a pastry blinked his eyes, looking completely innocent.

What should we do if we eat it?
“My mom never hits anyone!” Hengbao shouted. “You guys eat, everything will be fine after you finish.”

“Yes, my mom will make more for us after we finish eating,” Yu Bao added.

It's still fresh.

Only then did the children feel reassured enough to eat the black egg.

Hengbao, remembering the excitement he had witnessed halfway through, asked the other children about what happened next.

"What happened after I saw the excitement halfway through? Can someone tell me?"

The children crowded around the bed and started chattering away.

……

Harvest Brigade.

The brigade is busy with the double harvest, and the commune members are working themselves to the bone.

After work that day, everyone was shocked and incredulous to see the Lu family, who had gone to join the army, appear in the village.

"Grandma Baozhen, what's going on here..." The brigade leader's wife didn't say the words "sent back," but embellished her words slightly, "Weren't you supposed to go and enjoy your retirement with the army? Why are you back here again?"

Grandma Lu was concerned about saving face, so she didn't mention being sent back at all. She only said, "It was too hot that year, and I couldn't stand it, so I came back. It's more comfortable to stay in my hometown."

The brigade leader's wife struck up a conversation with Old Man Lu, "Baozhen's grandfather, is that right?"

"If it's not like this, then what is it?" Old Lu rolled his eyes at her. "We're not happy living there, so we'll go back whenever we want."

Even though I said that, my heart was filled with bitterness.

Even a fool knows which is more comfortable to live in: a small rural town or a military compound.

Unfortunately, that unfilial son insisted on their return, and even threatened them with his own career to get them back. What an unfilial son!
Fortunately, he gave them a lot of money, otherwise he wouldn't want to come back.

The brigade leader's wife didn't really believe it.

She changed the subject, "Chenghuai's wife went to visit her family at the military base, did you see her?"

This flower is practically saying outright, your lies are useless. Lin Zhao will come back sooner or later, and when she does, we'll know everything.

The elderly couple from the Lu family were a little flustered, and their faces showed unease.

"I've seen her, I've seen her." Old Mrs. Lu said "I've seen her" twice, and when she caught sight of Gu's mother, she said, "Cheng Huai's wife is quite something."

She was waiting for Gu's mother to ask her why she said that, so she could then criticize Lin Zhao, but Gu's mother just glanced at her and didn't say a word.

Grandma Lu: That stubborn old woman!
Furious, Old Mrs. Lu cursed under her breath, but not giving up her urge to stir things up, she continued rather clumsily, "Cheng Huai's wife went to the army to enjoy her retirement, leaving her two restless, nursing babies with her mother-in-law? She's really heartless, they've already separated the household..."

If it were a stingy mother-in-law, she would have been unhappy long ago.

Gu's mother refused. She wiped the corners of the twins' mouths and said, "We're not those mean mothers-in-law who can't stand to see their daughters-in-law doing well. They're our own grandchildren, what's wrong with taking care of them? How can a family be so calculating? If we're so calculating, what kind of life is that..."

(End of this chapter)