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Chapter 447 Don't Comfort Me Anymore(1/2)

Bao Suyun's interest, which had just been raised, was still hanging in the air.

Not going up or down, feeling empty and lost.

The woman sighed secretly and whispered to Yang Huazhou.

"Don't say stupid things. You are tired during this period."

"Once you have rested, the glory will naturally come," she said.

Yang Huazhou shook his head.

"Don't comfort me, I know my own situation well."

"Suyun, I can't help you, I have wronged you..."

he said.

Such a beautiful and beautiful daughter-in-law, walking in the village, I don't know how many men will be blinded by envy.

But,

This flower was inserted into his cow dung.

When Yang Huazhou thought of this, he was so ashamed that he wanted to get under the bed.

Bao Suyun leaned over and hugged him.

"I don't allow you to say that!"

"It's because I'm not worthy of you. I'm a waste of time. It's because you don't despise me..."

Bao Suyun lay on Yang Huazhou's chest, sobbing softly.

Even if this man is really inhumane.

She is also willing to remain a widow for him for the rest of her life!

"Suyun, I care about you. I just want to be good to you and let you be a complete woman!"

Yang Huazhou's voice was a little choked.

"But, I can't..."

He was so angry that he raised his fist and was about to slap that part of himself.

Stopped by Bao Suyun.

"You are not allowed to be stupid. What if you break it?"

she said.

"I still have fifty cents in my hand."

"After the New Year is over, the medical clinic in the town should open on the eighth day of the lunar month. Let's go to the town to get some medicine to nurse you back to health. You will definitely get better!"

The sixth day of the first lunar month.

Yang Ruoqing celebrates her thirteenth birthday.

When I got up in the morning, Mrs. Sun brought over a bowl of longevity noodles.

There are also red eggs cooked by Ga Po on the side.

"You have to peel the eggshells yourself and eat all the longevity noodles in your stomach. I, Qing'er, will grow up safely."

Eating eggs and noodles, listening to my mother saying auspicious words beside me.

Yang Ruoqing had mixed feelings.

After two lifetimes, finally someone celebrated my birthday for the first time.

Speaking of her past life, she even suspected that the date of birth registered in the organization's internal information was false.

Just after eating longevity noodles and eggs, Yang Ruoqing started to help Sun wash and cut vegetables.

Was stopped by Sun.

"This is your birthday, you are the oldest, I don't want you to do any work!"

Sun said with a smile.

"If the oil pot falls in front of you, I don't need you to hold it up. You just need to have a good rest for a day!"

Hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"My son's birthday is my mother's day of suffering."

"It is precisely because it is my birthday today that I have to help my mother with work. It was not easy for my mother to give birth to me!" she said.

This was the first time that Ms. Sun heard such remarks.

The woman opened her mouth in shock.

"Qing'er, how did you come up with these words? Oh my God, my daughter is so talented at speaking!" she said.

Da'an on the side said: "It's quite insightful. It really is like this."

The mention of having children brought back memories of Sun's.

"Thirteen years ago, when I gave birth to Qing'er."

"My stomach wasn't feeling anything this morning. After breakfast, I took two baskets of clothes and went to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash them."

"When I got up after washing, I may have lowered my waist and felt a pain in my stomach."

"It was your Aunt Osmanthus who helped me back."

"I didn't give birth to Qing'er until it was time to hold the lantern."

"Your nurse and the midwife saw that my belly hadn't shrunk yet, so they guessed there was a baby inside."

"Speaking of the baby in the back, I'm afraid it's not wrapped in a wrap, but it's naked in the belly."

"Scared me half to death..."

Speaking of the embarrassing incident, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Daan also found it very interesting and grinned accordingly.

But Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh.

She has never given birth to a child, but she has seen others give birth.

The pain of giving birth is indescribable, especially the process of waiting for the cervix to expand. It is simply excruciating!

So in modern society, there are many young mothers.

Because I can't bear the pain of waiting, or for other reasons.

And with the help of advanced medical technology-cesarean section.

But in this ancient time, there was no choice, the most primitive way of production.

When a woman gives birth to a child, she is on the verge of death!

What's more, Sun is also suspected of having twins...

"Mom, no matter what happens, I will help you."

Yang Ruoqing insisted.

In the end, Mrs. Sun couldn't resist her and had no choice but to nod.

Looking at the three ladies chatting and busy in the kitchen, Yang Huazhong felt a little unspeakable in his heart.

Both gratified and satisfied.

My daughter is sensible and knows how to be considerate of her mother.

But at the same time, the girl's words also made the man think of himself and his mother!

When he was a child, he often heard Niang Tan chatting with the ladies next door.

She gave birth to six children, each of whom had no milk.

Each child was fed rice soup and gnocchi, spoonful by spoonful.

Daytime is daytime, midnight is midnight.

Mrs. Tan also held him in her arms and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

Give him a bath, change his diapers, feed him soup and medicine when he is sick...

Although he grew up later, the affection between mother and son became much weaker.

But it is undeniable that without Tan's care in the past, he would not be standing here today.

My son’s birthday, my mother’s suffering day…

The man sighed secretly and walked out of the kitchen with a heavy heart.

At noon, Aunt Guihua took Xiaoyu, and Aunt Dayun took her two sons.

The Luo family also came over.
To be continued...
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