After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried - Chapter 339 The child was saved
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They are all bowls that I have used. Even if I haven’t washed them, there is no reason to dislike myself.
And Yun Qinghuan also followed the local customs and followed them without washing the dishes.
Since the pot is not washed on the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone is making dumplings or glutinous rice balls, so that the pot will not be dirty easily when putting the dumplings or glutinous rice balls.
As for the water used for cooking, it is always packed in buckets in advance and a little is taken when needed.
Normally, many people in the village only eat one or two meals a day, but since today is the first day of the new year, not eating means that there may be no food for the next year. Everyone consciously eats one or two meals a day. Changing two meals to three meals a day may not be too much, but ensuring that everyone in the family can eat three meals a day is also a prayer to God that everyone in the new year will be able to eat three meals a day. And you can eat every meal.
It’s really a simple wish to fill your stomach.
Even if Yun Qinghuan is not superstitious, seeing them like this, a warm current surges through his heart, and he can’t help but hold his hands and help pray together.
Just after breakfast in the morning, maybe because I finally felt a little fat in my stomach, everyone gathered at the end of the village and chatted with each other. The life was not too comfortable.
If I could live such a peaceful life forever, it would be like a dream.
In the midst of such excitement, I don’t know who said, “Do you still remember what happened yesterday when Zhao Zhiqing was pushed by his stepson?”
Remember, remember, what happened next? Why didn’t I hear anyone say it? Zhao Zhiqing looked red last night. There is really no guarantee that the child in his belly can be saved.
But there are no secrets in the village. Even if a family deliberately conceals it, someone will still know, I heard that the child was saved!
Ouch! I’m so embarrassed that this child can still be saved. I’m afraid he will be a very lucky child in the future! Zhao Zhiqing may feel at ease now. The child in her belly is the key to her gaining a foothold in her husband’s family. If this child I can’t help it, if it doesn’t hurt my body, it will take several months to get pregnant. If it hurts my body, it will be difficult to have children in the future!”
Zhao Zhiqing is also very lucky.
He was pushed so hard and even blushed but he was still able to keep his child. He was not lucky.
Some people disagreed, Why are you lucky? I would say Zhao Zhiqing is unlucky. Look at her stepson pushing her yesterday and so many pairs of eyes looking at her. As a result, she is still in the hospital, while her mother-in-law is trying her best to He turned this matter into a big deal and turned it into a trivial matter, trying to hide it.
This is because she doesn’t want to ruin her grandson’s reputation. After all, this child is not young anymore. In seven or eight years, he can be called his wife. If he has a reputation of harming his stepmother, it will be difficult for him to be mentioned as a good family in the neighborhood. Daughter.
Unless you choose a girl to marry from a family that favors boys over girls with a high betrothal gift.
But usually girls like this don’t know a word of Chinese characters. Zhao Qiumei’s mother-in-law may not be happy with it and feels that this girl is not worthy of her precious grandson.
In short, no one within the Wang family wanted to expose the fact that Wang Qian pushed the pregnant Zhao Qiumei.
No one looked at the problem from Zhao Qiumei’s perspective, and no one supported Zhao Qiumei.
After all, an educated youth who comes to the countryside has no relatives here who don’t want to talk to her, and her family members in another city don’t pay much attention to her. They don’t even come to her after she gets married, and they rarely even send her a letter. .
Therefore, the people of the Wang family looked down upon Zhao Qiumei even more, and they didn’t know how unpleasant it was to ridicule Zhao Qiumei behind his back.
So what if you are from the city? Aren’t they even better than a country boy like them?
Zhao Qiumei was pushed to the point of almost having a miscarriage by her stepson. No matter whose family she left it, it was a big deal, and it was a big deal. But in the Wang family, she felt ordinary and couldn’t make any waves.
But I couldn’t bear it. The villagers were all Sherlock Holmes. Even though the Wang family tried their best to conceal it, many people still guessed it.
We are all women, so we naturally know that Zhao Qiumei is probably feeling aggrieved and annoyed to death at this moment, and she also hates Wang Qianjin, her stepson, but her life in the Wang family has always been on thin ice.
Now, her mother-in-law didn’t want her to make this matter a big deal, so she could only endure it and swallow the broken teeth into her stomach with the blood.
Everyone started talking, and couldn’t help but sigh when they said this, Forget it, as long as the child in her belly is healthy, otherwise if this is a miscarriage during the New Year, I’m afraid Zhao Zhiqing will feel uncomfortable every New Year in the future.
But the child may not be healthy. I heard from my relatives who work in the hospital in the town that the child in Zhao Zhiqing’s belly is only temporarily saved. It is not known whether he can be born safely in the future.
After all, a lot of blood was shed.
Yesterday, as soon as Zhao Qiumei had an accident, her husband, Wang Youjun, took her to Uncle Zhang for examination. However, Uncle Zhang was good at helping villagers with headaches and fever. It was really uncertain to examine and treat a pregnant woman with signs of miscarriage. .
Uncle Zhang gave Zhao Qiumei a bowl of miscarriage medicine and asked Wang Youjun to take Zhao Qiumei to the town health center.
When they arrived at the health center in the town, Zhao Qiumei’s baby was saved for the time being, but she was also blamed by her boss.
Moreover, my body lost a lot of weight all of a sudden, and I was out of breath even after walking a little bit.
No, on such a lively first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Qiumei was still lying down at home to have a baby.
I won’t be able to do anything else from now on.
Even, in order to prevent her from holding Wang Jinjin accountable, her mother-in-law even took the initiative to give Zhao Qiumei some money to take care of her baby.
For a while, everyone couldn’t stop talking about Zhao Qiumei.
Yun Qinghuan listened quietly and did not take the initiative to interrupt.
When she heard that the child in Zhao Qiumei’s belly had been saved, she couldn’t help but breathed a sigh of relief.
This child is a human life after all, and it would be good if he could be saved.
As she was talking, Yang Osmanthus suddenly walked over, holding her belly. She didn’t say anything, she just deliberately put her hand on her belly and waved her belly, which was not pregnant, in front of everyone.
As if she was afraid that others wouldn’t know she was pregnant.
Everyone discussed Zhao Qiumei’s words for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Guihua, who had a prominent presence.
His eyes subconsciously looked at her belly.
Seeing everyone looking at her, Yang Guihua felt a little proud. She touched her belly and said as if to show off, I am pregnant with this child now, so I like to eat sour food. If there is no sour food, I can’t even eat. Last time I went I went to the doctor and they said that my baby is most likely to be a boy!
She had given birth to three girls in a row, and it was finally possible to conceive a boy. Yang Osmanthus couldn’t wait to let everyone in the village know!
Don’t think she doesn’t know that many people are talking about her behind her back, saying that she will never have a son in her life, and that even if she gives birth to three girls, they are not as good as other women who have given birth to one son.
He also said that she was not much different from the hen that didn’t lay eggs.