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After all, in Zhang Shan Ni's eyes, Xie Tiesheng and his wife were both intelligent and open-minded, and they truly cherished their own children. For Xie Jingzi, it was indeed a matter that could determine her whole life. As parents, how could they possibly not understand?!
Hearing the phrase 'public household food,' both Xie Tiesheng and Zhou Xiuhua nodded.
There was no other choice. Compared to the twenty-five yuan a month, both of them were not fools. They certainly knew that their younger daughter's precious future was of far greater importance.
Therefore, while Zhou Xiuhua was preparing the confinement meals for Third Son's Wife and Qi Chunlan's meat soup, Xie Jingzi went to ask Sister Xiao Ying to go to the hospital to find Xie Jingchen around ten o'clock at night.
With this arrangement, there were enough hands to help, and Zhou Xiuhua also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the confinement meals were prepared, it was considered the most important matter.