rice flower ten miles of fragrance

Chapter 170: Decision

It seems that I haven't seen that person for a long time, and I haven't thought of that person, right? Even if everyone doesn't say anything, Xue Jian also understands what everyone is thinking. Everyone hopes that she can forget the past and that she can forget that person!

In such a cold winter, with the company of everyone and the support of children, Xuejian can walk down firmly all the way in pain. Xuejian pondered for a long time and felt that this pain was more like being kept in a hidden frost. She would open the door when she was not paying attention, and then rushed out and covered her face, covering her and unable to break free. Because it is impossible to break free, this pain is even deeper, such as mosquitoes devouring the heart.

"Madam, you are distracted again." Xiaomei walked to her side, helped her tame the blanket, and frowned at her.

When she came to her senses, she pretended to smile and nodded, "I'll pay attention next time."

"Madam, you are really not suitable for sewing." She almost grabbed the needle and thread in her hand and looked at her hand that was always accidentally pricked. Xiaomei was even more speechless. I have never seen a pregnant woman who often hurts her hand.

Looking at Xiaomei, Xuejian suddenly looked down at her hand and smiled, "I'm really stupid, and I didn't notice it." He straightened up and stretched slightly. Xuejian was very aggrieved. "Maybe I had a grudge against the needle and thread in my last life."

Xiaomei hummed, nodded, and replied with a "you know" smile.

Set up a small dining table. Because there are few people in the family, Xuejian always asks everyone to have dinner with her. Later, when a grocery store was opened, only Xiaomei or Xiaotao accompanied her to eat. Others were eating and watching the store. Looking at the exquisite and simple dishes in front of her, Xue stopped and looked at Xiaomei slightly. After a long time, she whispered, "It's good to have you here!"

After swallowing her tears desperately, Xiaomei reluctantly said, "Since you know the good of the slaves and maidservants, please invite your wife to eat more."

Xuejian also eats, sleeps and jokes every day. Although she doesn't want to admit it, the careful Xiaomei still finds that the way she eats now is more like a contest, a contest between herself and herself, a contest that she has to fight for survival and her children. Now she looks more and more haggard day. Although she no longer has nightmares at night, Xiaomei still often finds her sitting alone in a daze in the dark night. "Madam, if you can't sleep well at night, I'm afraid it's not good for your children." Xue Jian didn't say anything. Xiaomei could imagine that there must be no anger on her face, but no other expression.

"Madam," sighed. Xiaomei came to help her lie down and whispered, "You close your eyes and lie down. You may fall asleep in a moment." But she also knows very well that Xue will still open her eyes until dawn. The common lethargy of pregnant women lasted for only about two months. For a longer time, she was sleepless.

Are you sleepless? But whether you really fall asleep or not, Xuejian opens her eyes on time every day. In the past, at this moment, that person would stand up and fight and run. Even if he repeatedly injured his leg later, he did not change this habit, but slowed down his movements. At that time, she hated his habit very much and had to get up if she refused to get up. Now, I don't know if she has been hated by another person? If she is completely used to the warm embrace without the person around her, does it mean that he and she really have no concern from now on?

Without waiting for her to hate or get used to hate, the man, the man who was extremely cruel to her, said to her, "Your life is mine, and your self-esteem is also mine." The man pushed her away so coldly, making it difficult for her to get rid of the pain again. And now, has that man forgotten her completely? Whenever I think that he has forgotten her, Xue Jian will fall into the abyss, and his heart will sting. She doesn't want such a man to sprinkle salt on her wounds so clearly and cruelly every day. Is she too can't let go?

When talking and laughing with everyone during the day, Xue Jian will suddenly face the window in a daze, staring at the flow of sunlight, staring at the sunlight coming into the living room, and staring at the calligraphy and paintings written by Nangubo on the wall for everyone, or perhaps just in a daze and didn't see anything. At this time, Xiaomei will raise a faint feeling, as if hoping that she can shed tears. After all, tears are better than such a dead look.

So later, Xue saw that she had figured it out. She often brought poetry books and read them to the children in her stomach. At this time, Xiaotao will look at her with a strange eye and can only say that the word "fetal education" is really difficult to explain.

When she couldn't help it, Xiaotao would ask, "Madam, this... this child who hasn't been born yet, can you really understand the poems you read?" Xuejian is just smiling. In fact, it doesn't matter what poetry books are. It's just that the traditional Chinese characters in poetry books are easier to guess and recognize.

Xuejian's belly is very obvious and looks much bigger than that of a pregnant woman this month, because she herself is too thin. Every time you touch the child's strong fetal movement, Xue Jian's face will be infinitely gentle. This is the continuation of her in this world and the proof of her visit here. She knows that she is too young. Can she survive the dangerous "work" of giving birth to a very high mortality rate? I don't know! What if she can't survive? I don't know.

Thinking about this, Xue will vomit in horror. Yes, she is afraid that this little guy with a powerful kick in her stomach will die because of her? No! No! No! She doesn't want this to happen! This will never be tolerated! She loves this child, and she uses all her strength to love this child who only belongs to herself! Even if she is loved by no one, her child will get all her love!

The mother-born child who rushed over asked, "My wife has passed the pregnancy vomiting period. Why is she still vomiting so much?"

Xiaomei nodded and shed tears: "Yes, Aunt He, you said, what about this...?"

The birth mother looked at Xuejian lying resting with a pale face, and she was also very sad. What a cheerful and bright girl she used to be, because the ruthless man made herself what she is now. She couldn't help sighing: "Dongsheng Village is a rural place. Why don't you go to Anning or Qingzhou? After all, it's a big city, which is more reassuring."

"Aant He's words make sense." Xue saw a weak voice coming.

was silent for a long time, and Xue Jian said slightly, "After the Spring Festival, let's go back to peace." In fact, there is no need to say that Xue Jian knows more and more clearly that as the child grows up, she will return to peace. For nothing else, she wants to survive and let her child survive. Since she can't go back to China to find the best hospital for delivery, she can go back to Anning County to stay with Xu Cong'an, a magic doctor, to minimize the risk factor. After all, Anning's pharmacy is still fully equipped with medicine. Xue Jian thought that I would only live in peace until my child is healthy after his first birthday.

"But wife, this shop..." Xiao Li looked at the store that everyone has been paying for so long, "Don't you want it?"

Xue Jian reluctantly sat up and said, "There is no need to close the grocery store. Please ask Aunt He and her biological brothers to stare at it."

Xuejian had already thought about leaving Xiaoli or Xiaotao, and then buy a little girl as a helper. After giving birth to the baby, she will come back. If possible, it's better to turn Xu Cong'an here, buy a connected courtyard, and let him become a "barefoot doctor" in the countryside! As for those people next to her, those who may think about her child Xiao, she just doesn't care about it. With new people, there will naturally be new children. They are all new and matching, which is good!

There are some things that I didn't want to think about before, but now I can't.

Knowing Xuejian's decision, the family was reluctant to give birth to a child. Xiaotao was stunned first, and then jumped up and down excitedly. In fact, it was not that she prefers peace, but that she likes to change like this. She thought to herself, I don't know what new people will be popular in Anning County this spring. Or a new head?

Xiao Li lost her voice and laughed: "Just let Xiaotao stay. I'm going to follow my wife."

"What do you mean, Xiaoli? My wife only asked us to leave a shopkeeper, and I also wanted to know that it must be you.

"How can it be me? Xiaotao, you are so capable, naturally you have to help your wife guard the store, so that she can give birth in peace.

The mother who gave birth to a child sighed gently: "I can't be separated from my wife. All three of you have to accompany my wife."

Mei blinked her big eyes and looked at everyone. She didn't want anyone to leave, but she knew that they had to leave.

"Don't worry, Madam, we will definitely guard this store for you!" The mother gave birth to a child again.

Xuejian nodded and said, "If you hand it over to Aunt He, Xuejian is naturally relieved, but there is not enough manpower. At the end of the year, it is not easy to add a population. After the Spring Festival, add another little girl to help."

The mother-born mother nodded repeatedly: "What does the wife say?"

Xiaomei looked at Xuejian, with complex emotions floating in her eyes. Well, the son of this world can't keep Xuejian's wife for a lifetime without decline. If he returns to peace, then Master Zhou Bo and Zhou are sure to know the news. Even if he is ruthless to his wife, he can't let his eldest son or daughter be exiled out. Noodles.

Xuejian decided to return to peace, but there was not much psychological burden. For today's plan, your life and death are the most important. Other idle people, etc., can't think too much, so as not to hurt your mind.