I am happy to be a mother in my 80s, but the factory director’s wife is ruined

Chapter 92 is not worth mentioning

When he returned to the ward again, Xi Zheng was no longer there.

"Just now Xiaolin said that there are still meetings to be held in the factory, so sir, he went back first."

Although Aunt Sun couldn't watch the show in front of her, she got a general idea that the young couple didn't seem to be having a very happy time. When Sang Yu left just now, her face was full of odor.

It wouldn't be a bad thing if the husband could take this opportunity to see Sang Yu's character clearly.

gone?

well.

In the past, Sang Yu thought that Xi Zheng ranked first in work, second in children, and she could barely manage to be third, but now, she probably has to rank fourth, fifth, and sixth in front of her.

It seems that every time Sang Yu is about to be blinded by the appearance of life, God will always remind her that she should not treat Xi Zheng as a lover. Even though she knows this fact in her heart, she still can't help but feel depressed.

Her confidence and style seemed not worth mentioning in front of Xi Zheng.

Lost, lost, Sang Yu would not doubt herself because of this, she would only think that there was something wrong with Xi Zheng's vision.

She adjusted her mentality and aimed her eyes at Aunt Sun beside her. "You're here just in time. Go to the toilet and empty the spittoon. I'll be here to watch."

There is no independent bathroom in the current ward. An An has diarrhea almost every day, and sometimes it can only be solved in the spittoon. It was Xi Baiyang who had diarrhea before. Today, he left in a hurry, and he probably didn't have time to clean it up.

Aunt Sun knew that she was in a bad mood and was afraid that she would have surgery on herself, but who asked her to be a nanny?

I could only carry the spittoon out while hoping that Sang Yu would leave the Xi family as soon as possible.

Holding back her nausea, she cleaned the spittoon. Before Aunt Sun could breathe a sigh of relief, Sang Yu pointed to the cabinet next to her, "The clothes An An changed have not been washed yet. Take them back by the way. There is still some vomit on them. Remember to use your hands." Rub it clean and wear it when you are discharged from the hospital.”

Hearing this, Aunt Sun's expression changed, but washing clothes was originally her job. No matter how reluctant Aunt Sun was, she couldn't find a reason to shirk it, so she could only pack An An's dirty clothes carefully.

"Madam, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first." If she stays here, who knows what kind of work Sang Yu will assign her to do?

After Aunt Sun left, Sang Yu looked around the ward, and finally landed on the bookshelf on the side.

The report about Qin Wendou's interview had been published, and Sang Yu specially bought a copy of the newspaper for collection. It was at this time that Sang Yu made a major discovery - newspaper essay collection.

In the next 20 years, newspapers will be an important information medium. In addition to news and interviews, they will also publish some literary works, and they will solicit essays from outside for a long time. Doesn't this play into Sang Yu's plan?
She was originally a liberal arts student, so it was easy to write some articles. However, it was definitely not possible to submit articles blindly. She had to conform to the thoughts and aesthetics of this era in order to increase the chance of being accepted. Therefore, during this period, Sang Yu had to study whenever she had time. Newspaper article.

"Auntie."

Sang Yu was watching intently when she suddenly heard a call. Her eyes moved from the newspaper to the hospital bed, and her first words were, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

An An nodded and carefully sat up from the bed. Sang Yu helped her down, put on her shoes, and took her to the bathroom.

After An An solved her physical problems, she lay down on the bed again.

She has been eating liquid food these past few days, and she seems to be thinner than before, and her chin is also much sharper.

An An turned her head and looked at Sang Yu pitifully, "I thought I heard my father's voice just now, but I couldn't open my eyes."

When Xi Zheng was mentioned, Sang Yu's expression was slightly unnatural, but it was quickly covered up, "You heard right, dad is back, but he has something to do in the factory, so he will have to wait until later to see you."

"Really?"

An An's face immediately became a little brighter.

Sang Yu hummed and then asked, "An'an, do you remember Uncle Lin?" "Is he the uncle who drove the car?"

"Well, after you recover, do you want to do Uncle Lin a favor?" Sang Yu said, "Uncle Lin is getting married next month, but he is missing a little flower girl. He wants to ask you to help. Are you willing?"

"What is a flower girl?"

"The flower girl is the groomsmen. During the ceremony, she is responsible for following the bride, scattering flower petals and giving rings with another child." This matter should have been asked a long time ago, but due to An An's illness, it has been delayed repeatedly. When she got down, Sang Yu thought that Lin Fang would be anxious if she didn't reply.

An An rolled her eyes and seemed to be trying hard to imagine the scene, "Am I the only one going?"

"When Uncle Lin gets married, my father will definitely go, and my brother will go with him. Isn't it the whole family that attends the banquet together?"

"What about Auntie?"

Unexpectedly, she would ask this. Sang Yu paused and then said, "Do you want me to go?"

An An nodded, "We are a family. If Auntie doesn't go, we won't be considered a family."

At this moment, Sang Yu felt healed. She nodded and said, "I will go too. Let's wear beautiful dresses together, okay?"

"But I don't have a skirt." An An lowered her eyelashes. Was there nothing she could do to help?
"When you go out to play this weekend, ask dad to buy you one." Sang Yu grabbed her hand, "So you have to get better soon, you know?"

"Ah."

"Pull the hook."

"Pull the hook."

The little fingers hooked on Sang Yu's little thumb, and finally pressed the thumb gently to seal it.

After finishing his calligraphy class in the afternoon, Xi Boyang went home first. When he learned that Sang Yu was still guarding the hospital, he quickly brought a thermos bucket to change shifts with her.

Now that Xi Zheng is back, Sang Yu estimates that she doesn't have to go to the hospital to accompany her at night, so she leaves An An to Xi Baiyang and returns home.

As soon as she sat down on the sofa and was about to take a breath, there was a sound of cars at the door. It seemed that Xi Zheng was back.

Sure enough, not long after, a tall figure came in from the door. When he met his deep gaze, the air suddenly condensed.

A few seconds later, Sang Yu looked away, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

"Sir, madam, it's time to prepare for dinner."

After Aunt Sun finished speaking, she was about to leave, but Sang Yu suddenly stopped her, "Is your daughter still living at your house?"

"Yes, it's a rare visit for her, so I just wanted to let her stay for a few more days." Aunt Sun looked at Sang Yu carefully, wondering why she suddenly cared about her.

"Doesn't she need to take care of the children?" Sang Yu calculated Aunt Sun's age and her daughter should be quite young as well.

"I have a daughter, and I came here with her."

"So you must be quite busy recently, right? Can you take care of both sides?"

"I'm not busy. My daughter can work at home..." At this point, Aunt Sun suddenly glanced at Xi Zheng and quickly explained, "Before, my daughter came over unexpectedly, so I took an afternoon off, but I will definitely not delay the work here."

(End of this chapter)