Jiang Zimo saw his beautiful dark pupils suddenly tighten, and knew that he was afraid of being alone in an unfamiliar environment. She thought for a while, then nodded and said: "I'm going to the orphanage to teach painting lessons to some children.
, I will come back to cook for you at noon. If you feel bored staying at home, how about I take you with me?"
Unexpectedly, he thought about it for a moment and finally laughed again. "Sister will be back soon? Then I will watch TV at home and not cause any trouble to my sister."
What a sensible boy! Jiang Zimo's affection for him increased a little, so she smiled, closed the door and went downstairs.
When she drove to the orphanage and walked up to the painting classroom on the third floor, Jiang Zimo remembered that today was the day when her relatives were visiting. No wonder, while driving earlier, she had been feeling pain in her stomach.
Fortunately, she had the little wings in her bag, so she hurried into the bathroom and applied lipstick in front of the mirror. Until her complexion didn't look so bad, she walked out with a smile and said hello to a bunch of children.
After two classes, she finally got through it. The cramping pain in her abdomen became more obvious and she could barely straighten her waist. It wasn't until the migraine started to attack that she realized that she really shouldn't have drank those few glasses of wine last night.
She had always suffered from severe menstrual cramps, which had become increasingly severe since the miscarriage. After packing away her teaching aids, she declined the lunch invitation from her colleagues and went to the rest area of the orphanage alone.
After wearing the massager for less than a quarter of an hour, the migraine was relieved a lot. Taking advantage of the temporary subsidence of the abdominal pain, Jiang Zimo hurriedly drove home. After entering the door, he saw that the guest room door was closed and the little boy was not on the sofa, so he walked out of the storage room.
I took a can of Coke from the locker and put it in the microwave along with ginger slices, dried lemon, and tangerine peel.
During the period of pain, she could only sit in the dining chair in the kitchen, gritting her teeth and trying her best to endure it.
This time was not the most serious. When it was most serious, she even had to go to the hospital to get an intravenous drip. However, the doctor was extremely opposed to using injections and taking painkillers to relieve the pain, because the side effects could even be severe enough to affect future fertility. He only told her to try her best.
If you have children as early as possible, this condition can be cured without treatment after a complete childbirth.
Jiang Zimo was only eleven or twelve years old when she experienced menarche. Murong Qingzhen's aunt, her stepmother Yao Yuhan, hated her so much that she wished she would disappear from his eyes forever. Naturally, she would not have thought of informing her of this in advance.
Knowledge.
She didn't understand anything. She thought she had a strange disease, and was too embarrassed to tell anyone about it. When she went to Ying's house to accompany Ying Bailu for a swim, she caught up with the swimming pool to change the water. She soaked in the cold water that had not been exposed to the sun for a whole afternoon, and she died in the evening.
I started suffering from abdominal pain, and the light red menstrual blood lasted for a month, leaving the root of the disease.
Later, when Jiang's father found out, he accused Yao Yuhan of not taking good care of her, so she pretended to be heartbroken and blamed herself for telling her daughter how she didn't listen to advice.
After turning ten, Jiang Zimo has become accustomed to appreciating Yao Yuhan's acting with a cold eye. She will no longer be as fragile as she was when she was a child, and would never hear her stepmother say, "Your mother is dead and will never come back to see you again" or "You are simply unacceptable."
The welcome is too much, your father doesn't like you either." He hid and cried for a few days; even if she was bullied behind her back, she would not contradict Yao Yuhan in front of her father again, giving her the opportunity to show her kindness as a loving mother and to treat unkind daughters, and
It’s so hard and helpless to be a stepmother.
At that time, I only tolerated it because I was not grown up yet, and I was still young and unable to fight against it.