The second day after Ning Shu’s discharge, Chen Ning’s family came to deliver some postpartum confinement gifts like eggs and pig’s feet.
Mother Chen sat on the side of the bed, looking at the child in the crib. She told Ning Shu, “It’s okay. If you take care of yourself, you can have a second child.”
Ning Shu: …
She was physically and mentally exhausted from one child, yet her mother was already talking about having another. Was this woman really her mother?
“Let’s talk about that later,” Ning Shu said indifferently.
“You are my daughter. Of course I love you, but a woman has to give birth to a boy to keep a stable position at home,” said Mother Chen.
Ning Shu let out a long sigh. They were all women. They should know that giving birth damaged the body. It was like right after she had been stabbed, these people were already all eagerly discussing her next stabbing.
They could at least wait until her body recovers.
Ning Shu felt overwhelmingly stifled.
“Mom, do you have money? Lend me some.” Ning Shu shifted the topic away from having children.
Mother Chen frowned. “What do you want money for? Does the An family not give you any?”
“Your brother has a partner and is about to get married. All the money was used to decorate his new house,” Mother Chen said.
Ning Shu sneered. This was what being a woman was like. After marrying someone, she was an outsider to her birth family, but she was also an outsider to her husband’s family.
She had no place in either of them.
“Daughter, take care of your health. If you want to eat something, make sure to tell your mother-in-law.” Mother Chen didn’t want to talk about money. “When the incision is healed in three years, give the An family a son.”
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Ning Shu lay on the bed without speaking. Mother Chen thought for a while and put two hundred yuan on Ning Shu’s pillow. “Buy yourself something to eat.”
“Thank you,” Ning Shu said lightly.
Ning Shu didn’t seem to want to talk anymore so Mother Chen just touched the child’s cheeks one more time, then left.
When An Jinwei came back in the evening, Ning Shu directly said to him, “I want to drink pig’s feet soup. There’s not enough breastmilk for the child.”
An Jinwei didn’t say anything. He went out of the bedroom to talk to his mother.
An Jinwei’s mother immediately said loudly, “We don’t have any.”
“My mother just delivered eggs and pig’s feet this morning. Where did they go?” Ning Shu said.
An Jinwei frowned. He was a little annoyed. “Mom, just make some for her. As soon as I come home, you guys kick up a fuss. It’s really bothersome. I’m tired from work, but I still have to face these trivial things when I come back.”
An Jinwei was also blaming Ning Shu for being troublesome. Ning Shu’s expression remained unchanged, but her heart was full of hehes…
Behind each one were an infinite amount of ‘fuck you’s.
She was giving birth to and raising children for him, but he reacted like this when all she wanted was a bowl of soup.
He was spoiled rotten by his parents and became indifferent and selfish. He was a complete male chauvinist.
Apart from working, he was basically useless at home. It really was the same as ‘only needing to stretch out your hands to be clothed and open your mouth to be fed.’ Just because he went to work, everyone had to cater to him. As if going to work was that impressive.
Why didn’t he try staying at home, taking care of the children, doing the laundry, cooking, and cleaning? She’d frickin’ go to work. Bet he couldn’t even last a single day.
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