The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 329: A Difficult Choice

Zhao Qinfen really hadn’t thought too much about it, she was purely anxious for Wang Pandi, as her family had received quite a bit of help from Yang Zhigang, and she was grateful. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Wang Zhaodi, however, looked at Wang Pandi with a bit of contemplation, but she didn’t press further, merely expressing concern, "Are you okay now? Do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

Wang Pandi paused for a moment, just about to speak, when a voice came from the door, "Brother-in-law, what’s wrong with my sister?"

"I don’t know, you’re just in time, hurry in and help me take a look," Yang Zhigang was burning with anxiety, his brow tightly knitted, his whole body tense.

Wang Miaomiao rushed in, and a pungent smell hit her right in the head. Seeing Wang Pandi weakly leaning against the sink, Yang Qingwen was worriedly supporting her, almost about to cry.

The tap was still running with water, and without guidance, the dirt on the side remained unwashed. The pungent smell was coming from there.

"Second sister, what’s wrong with you? Are you okay?" Wang Miaomiao saw that Wang Zhaodi was also there, so the "sister" on her lips turned into "second sister", because, well, relationships have their own closeness. She usually directly called Wang Pandi sister when alone.

"I’m fine, maybe I just ate too much cold salad earlier, my stomach couldn’t take it and I threw up," Wang Pandi explained again, this time more fluently, and since she’d vomited, her stomach felt better, so she perked up and smiled, "No need to go to the hospital, today’s a good day for Jia Bao and Xiao Xue, I can’t ruin it."

Wang Zhaodi was just asking, and since the person was refusing or clearly had concerns, she saw no need to become the annoying villain.

"It’s fine then, do you still feel like vomiting?" Wang Zhaodi asked once more, then stated her intention, "We’ve got too many people crammed in here, let’s get back quickly if everything’s fine."

Earlier they had one after another rushed in, someone must’ve seen. If they took too long to return, others would probably come looking.

"Right, right, hurry back to your seats, Auntie and elder sister, you two go ahead, I’ll clean up here and come right over," Wang Pandi somewhat flusteredly went to fiddle with the faucet again. She really didn’t want to make a big deal of it, today was her brother’s big day. Besides...

"Second sister, I’ll handle this, dear, you help your mom out first," Wang Miaomiao stopped her, and when Wang Pandi was about to speak, Wang Miaomiao glanced outside teasingly, "Brother-in-law is so worried outside he’d burst, if you don’t come out soon, I’m afraid he’ll rush in heedlessly."

"Pandi, are you okay?" Yang Zhigang’s voice came through again.

Wang Pandi smiled weakly, feeling helpless yet grateful, "I’ll leave it to you then."

Wang Miaomiao smiled, indicating it was no trouble at all.

Hearing the anxious voices outside, Wang Pandi hastily replied, "I’m fine, coming out now."

Then the mother and daughter quickly went out.

Leaving Wang Miaomiao pinching her nose in distaste, she found a bucket at the mop wash area nearby, filled it with water, and poured it all into the sink. The faucet water flow was so small, when would it ever manage to clean the mess, a bucketful was almost enough, then she fetched another, and finished tidying up everything.

At the entrance to the washroom hall, Zhu Zheng, who had just finished helping his old man vomit, heard Wang Pandi had also thrown up and curiously asked, "Aunt, you didn’t drink, how come you threw up too?"

Wang Pandi awkwardly smiled and explained, "Auntie ate too much cold food, it’s hard on my stomach, it got chilled."

"Alright, kids shouldn’t ask too much about things they don’t understand, go back to your seats," Wang Zhaodi hadn’t left yet, smiled at Wang Pandi, and then pulled Zhu Zheng and Zhu Zicheng away first.

From afar, Zhu Zheng could still be heard complaining, "Mom, didn’t you say if you don’t understand, you should ask? How come you’re saying one thing and doing another..."

"Alright, Mom was wrong, let’s discuss it when we’re back, okay?" Wang Zhaodi was quite helpless too.

"Are you sure you don’t need to go to the hospital? How about we leave halfway through the banquet? Tell your parents, it should be fine," Yang Zhigang was actually unwilling to wait, but Wang Pandi was very insistent, and he couldn’t do anything about it.

The three slowly walked back, and as they did, Wang Pandi said, "We’ll go after the banquet, quietly, don’t tell anyone. I know what I’m doing, just stop asking..."

Wang Pandi indeed knew what she was doing, but was very conflicted, with a mix of joy and anxiety, unable to explain it to him right away, making her quite agitated.

Seeing her firm tone with a bit of impatience, Yang Zhigang, though worried, could only go along with her. After that, during the second half of the banquet, he had no appetite for food, remaining focused on her, watching her sit there, eating nothing, and thus feeling very anxious.

Luckily, soon after, Wang Miaomiao had a waiter bring over a bowl of plain congee and a little plate of appetizing pickled radish.

"Sis, I specially asked the kitchen to make this for you, eat a little to settle your stomach," Wang Miaomiao herself having some guesses, had asked when she’d gone to the restroom earlier, knowing Wang Pandi had gotten sick from eating fish, it was hard not to think a bit more.

"Thank you, little sister, you’re really thoughtful." Yang Zhigang quickly thanked her and felt a bit sheepish for not thinking of it himself, "Pandi, hurry and have some."

Wang Pandi also smiled at Wang Miaomiao, "Miaomiao understands me best, thank you."

The two exchanged a look, and certain things had already become a tacit mutual understanding.

Wang Miaomiao leaned closer and said, "I’ll take you to the hospital later, I know some doctors, it’ll be smoother this way."

Wang Pandi gratefully said, "I’ll count on you then." She understood that in Beijing, she had to rely on this younger sister.

The grand banquet hall buzzed with excitement, and this little interlude quietly settled within its confines. Some might have speculated but chose to stay silent, while others, confused, let it be.

After the hotel meal, some guests left directly, while some family members headed over to the new house to sit and play, making further arrangements.

Wang Miaomiao handed the kids over to Jiang Yan, then quietly drove Wang Pandi and Yang Zhigang to the hospital, where they found an acquainted doctor and conducted a series of examinations, quickly getting the results, showing she was a month and a half pregnant, no mistake.

Receiving the test results, Yang Zhigang was struck dumb. After all these years, he had thought it impossible, having early on convinced himself one daughter was enough, constantly comforting Wang Pandi.

But now, what’s going on?

At this crucial moment, the child showed up unexpectedly.

"Let’s talk about this when we get back," Wang Miaomiao couldn’t help but sigh, truly, fate plays tricks on people.

She knew that in just over two months, the country would formally implement the one-child policy.

And public servants would certainly have to set an example. The slogan for family planning wasn’t something newly introduced.

With Wang Pandi in this situation, if not handled properly, or if someone had malicious intentions, Yang Zhigang’s job would definitely be affected.