Why does she think that Zhao Bengen and his wife are different from what she imagined, it seems that in addition to the extreme patriarchy, people are not the type of nonsense and unreasonable.

She thought it was the same as the Wu family's group of relatives!

It was better than she expected.

The eldest sister and eldest brother-in-law had already drunk a bowl of bone broth, and the smell of meaty soup spread throughout the ward.

Even though most of the people living in this ward are from the city, it is rare to get meat all year round, although there is no meat on the pork bones, but there is a smell of meat, and there is oil and water!

Compared with the pork bone broth of Lao Zhao's family, the rice eaten by himself is a little shabby, and it tastes tasteless.

Zhang Hong took out the lunch box she had brought over, which contained a bowl of minced meat and millet porridge and three fist-sized red flour steamed buns and a cornmeal steamed bun.

"Finish eating, I'll pack up my things and bring them back later, and I'll pack up my things and come over for the vigil in the evening."

Yang Meimei was afraid that her mother would work too hard, so she hurriedly refused: "Mom, no need, you can sleep at home!" I can't sleep well here, your body can't bear it, I can be here alone, this is a hospital, there are doctors everywhere! ”

"No, how can I leave you here alone? I'm in the hospital, but what if you start it at night? The doctor is not by your side all the time, how can he know your condition? Someone has to be by your side! ”

"Then let Zhiwen come and guard me, he is young and often works night shifts, it's okay."

Of course Zhang Hong disagrees, she loves her daughter and son-in-law, and her son-in-law works hard enough to earn money to support his family, sometimes he works night shifts, stays up all night and comes back, only to sleep and get tired and don't even eat!

"That's okay! How hard it is for Zhiwen to work! How can he keep a vigil? You just listen to my mother, anyway, it didn't take a few nights, in the past, during the autumn harvest, I survived the rice all night, and I didn't have to work this night, what was the hard work? ”

For the thoughtfulness of his mother-in-law, Chen Zhiwen naturally has a rod and scale in his heart, this is his child, compared to his own mother, who has never shown her face since Meimei was pregnant, but her mother-in-law has worked harder, he is grateful to his mother-in-law, thinking that he must be better for his mother-in-law's family.

He decided that he would go to Guanguan tomorrow to buy a pair of pig brains for his sister-in-law to eat.

It didn't take long for Chen Zhiwen and Yang Meimei to bring everything they both brought and ate it clean, Zhang Hong and Yang Jingjing packed their lunch boxes and planned to go back to eat.

At this time, Zhao Zhaodi's mother came over again, smiled and said to Zhang Hong: "Big sister, I see that you have also finished eating, and it is estimated that there is no need for the quota for cooking in the hospital canteen today, and it is a waste if you don't use it, or give me this quota?" ”

What is the quota for meals in the hospital canteen? Zhang Hong didn't know, but the family members of the well-meaning patients around told them: "Patients living in the hospital can go to the hospital canteen every day with the doctor's note to get nutritious meals, but they can only be given once a day, and even if they don't get vaccinated, they can't stay until tomorrow." ”

There are also family members who are usually not accustomed to the style of Zhao Bengen and his wife to remind Zhang Hong: "The nutritious meals prescribed by this hospital even have white noodles, no food stamps, and the sales are not expensive, even if you eat, it is not a loss to eat a bowl of white noodles!" ”

White flour is not sold in the market now, and most of the noodles sold are red noodles, or coarse grain-wrapped cornmeal, and even thin cornmeal is rare.

In a month, the whole county only supplies a little bit of white noodles, and it has long been robbed of people, and I usually want to eat white noodles, which is difficult!

Besides, how can the same weight of white flour be hungry with cereal noodles? There are only so many food stamps every month, can you save them? If you don't plan it, you'll have to drink the northwest wind with an empty belly in the second half of the month!

It's not money that restricts everyone from buying food, it's food stamps! Otherwise, where will the black market be done? So how can you not eat the food that you don't need food stamps, just like the food you picked up for nothing?

As soon as he heard that this was the case, Chen Zhiwen hurriedly took out the medical record note issued by the doctor and the money, then handed it to Zhang Hong, and said with a smile: "Mom, why don't you take Jingjing to eat." ”

"This is not good, this is a nutritious meal for Meimei, you have no opinion on me and Jingjing eating it?" Zhang Hong deliberately said this, Meimei loves Jingjing the most, and there must be delicious food for Jingjing, but she is afraid that her son-in-law will have an opinion, so she says this because she wants to see her son-in-law reluctant.

The son-in-law really didn't disappoint her, and before Meimei could speak, Chen Zhiwen smiled and said: "Mom, you have changed your way every day for the past month to make food for me and Meimei, and make up for our bodies. Now how about you and Jingjing have something delicious? If I have an opinion, isn't that a white-eyed wolf that can't be fed? ”

Zhang Hong was very comfortable in her heart when she said this, and she didn't want to refuse her son-in-law's kindness, otherwise she would break the child's heart!

Anyway, she has a sense of proportion, I just ate this meal, just to relieve Jingjing's cravings.

Zhang Hong took the medical record, but did not take her son-in-law's money: "It costs a lot of money to raise children, you two have to save some, don't worry, I still have the money for dinner!" ”

After speaking, Zhang Hong turned her head and said to Zhao Zhaodi's mother: "I can't let it go to you, I have to take my daughter to eat." ”

Zhao Zhaodi's mother nodded and returned to their hospital bed, but she didn't mess around.

Before Zhang Hong came to the county seat, he brought out most of the money I had saved in the family, and I was afraid that if something happened, the young couple would have no money in their hands.

When she arrived at the dining hall, Zhang Hong made a pregnant woman's meal, three taels of white noodles, a plate of vegetables, and a can of brown sugar to make egg water, which was really enough.

And so many things, all of them don't need tickets, and it only costs three cents.

Although spending three cents on a meal made Zhang Hong a little painful, but seeing Jingjing's happy appearance, suddenly it didn't hurt so much.

"Mom, you take a bite, I'll take a bite!" Yang Jingjing picked up the noodles and fed Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hong dodged for a while, this is made of white noodles, how can she be willing to eat it!

"Jingjing, you eat by yourself, Mom doesn't need it! Mom doesn't like to eat this! ”

Yang Jingjing didn't believe it if it was so fake, she knew that white flour was a fine grain, and she couldn't eat it easily, so her mother wouldn't want to eat it?

She just can't afford to eat it, and wants to keep it for her!

is so good to her, Yang Jingjing is also moved in her heart, she has long regarded Zhang Hong as her own person, although she is stingy, but it is for others, for her own people, she is still quite generous!

In fact, the most important thing is that she ate a lot of delicious food in a state-run restaurant during this time, but because it was difficult to explain where it came from, she ate alone, which made her feel a little guilty in her iron rooster heart.

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