Ji Hao bought a steamed bun and didn't forget to buy a copy for himself. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: lightnovelpub.net

He didn't know whether Yang Yue was hungry or not. He was hungry. When he bought it, she didn't eat it, so he ate one first.

Ji Mu hadn’t come yet, Yang Yue endured the pain and spit out. He said "Oh" and said, "My mother is here, but I heard that your mother is also here, so she will go back and cook for you. Someone has to deliver the food. Bar?"

"I think she did it on purpose." Yang Yue sneered, "I wish to hide."

"How do you talk?" Ji Hao was unhappy.

"I"

Yang Yuegang was about to scold him, and Mother Yang made a round of it, "It's alright, Xiaoyue is about to have a baby, what are you arguing at this time? Give each other a little bit. Xiaohao, you should go back to remind you too, maybe it will be a while. I have not prepared anything when I was born, so I have to bring what I prepared."

"Mom, I'll go back and get it right away. You accompany Xiaoyue first." Ji Hao was anxious to leave, and slipped away after speaking.

Yang Yue held her stomach and inhaled, gritted her teeth and cursed, "Look at him, I've been **** mold for eight lifetimes! Nothing can be done."

"You tried to analyze at the beginning, isn't he better than his elder brother? I think the elder brother who marries him is better than him. At the very least, people are kind of interesting to you. Can you see how he cares about you?" Also persuaded, but the daughter was too clever and couldn't help it.

"You mean Jihuai?" Yang Yue pulled her face, "What's the use of liking? I can't eat it as a meal, so I don't want to endure hardships with him. He is almost the same as having no father and no mother, and finally married a countryman. I heard that I have to start the college entrance examination. The hard days are long, and I don’t think I will have any future. Even if I am so angry, I don’t want to follow him to endure hardships. When I get out, there are opportunities to punish the old woman."

"I said you kid"

Mother Yang didn't finish her words, when someone walked in at the door, she stopped talking temporarily.

"Go and ask." Feng Qiaolan stood at the door of the ward, and Chong Jihuai nodded.

This morning he took her for a check-up, but the result hasn’t come out yet, so he has to check it out and ask the doctor if he wants to do other check-ups.

Ji Huai watched her in and walked across the corridor with the slip.

Before Feng Qiaolan walked into the ward, she found that there was someone living in. She was stunned, then smiled and said hello.

"Are you going to give birth too?" Mother Yang took the initiative to find a topic and asked.

"Yeah." Feng Qiaolan sat down slowly with her support on the bed and touched her stomach, feeling a little helpless, "but I didn't move at all, so I don't know how long to wait."

"I've been in pain all night." Yang Yue breathed in and said, the pain seemed to be relieved again, she slowly raised her body, looking at her belly a little impatient.

When will it be born?

Feng Qiaolan watched her sweating profusely from the pain, and couldn't help but think of the woman last night. The worries in her heart rose again, and Liu eyebrows tightened again.

"The mouth of your family didn't come?" Yang Yue looked at her and asked again.

"Yes, he went to the doctor." Seeing her so uncomfortable, Feng Qiaolan looked at Mother Yang again, and enthusiastically handed her the dates on the table, "Here you eat, it's very sweet."

"Thank you girl." Next, Mother Yang naturally wanted to say something nice, "Are you the first child? You see that your skin is white and red, and you look good, and you don't have a bad baby."

Feng Qiaolan was a little shy and sat on the bed slowly.

Yang Yue looked at her up and down, "How long have you been in the hospital? Nothing happened today?"

"Come here yesterday." Feng Qiaolan lowered her head and looked at her belly, shaking her head, "I didn't move, but occasionally kicked me. On the contrary, I was much better than before."

Yang Yue: "Your home is also in the city?"

Feng Qiaolan denied, "No, I'm in Nanyang Town."

Yang Yue knew it, and then said frankly, "I just thought there was no one in this ward. You haven't moved yet. I don't know how long you will stay in this room."

The dressing of a countryman and a city person would be different. Originally, she looked at Feng Qiaolan with a head-up look. After all, the other party was admitted to the three-person ward at the beginning, and immediately changed her posture when she heard that the other party was a countryman.

Not only her, Yang's mother did not show it, but there will be some changes.

How much money does the country folk earn in a month? She earns more than 20 yuan a month in the factory, and she still has a salary when she retires. She is not a class at all.

At first I felt that my son-in-law had not come, and my heart was a little unbalanced, but now I feel that marrying in the city is better than marrying in the country.

"Well, there are no beds in the big ward, so I can only live here." Feng Qiaolan spoke softly, she also thought it was expensive and didn't know how much it would cost.

"It's more comfortable here than the big ward." Yang Yue sat up a little while holding her stomach, and asked Mother Yang to pour her a glass of water.

Mother Yang went to pour the water, washed the green dates by the way, and took a bite. "Don't say it, it's really sweet. Is this your own plant?"

Don't all rural people like to grow these? Because there is no money, they can only be self-sufficient in the village.

Yang Yue had no appetite to eat, and she continued to gasp against the quilt, her stomach aches and pains.

"We bought it. I bought it over there last night." Feng Qiaolan explained, and pointed to the window. The street facing them was on the other side. The old lady sold very cheaply, and it was big and sweet. value.

Mother Yang was slightly embarrassed, took another bite, and changed the subject, "It's very crispy and delicious, thank you."

Although she has all kinds of ambivalence and her own sense of superiority, she can also correct it in time, and will not show herself too much and trouble herself.

Feng Qiaolan cleared the table and put the dried prunes on the ground when she was wrapped in the corner. Yang Yue was looking over when she picked it up.

"You want to eat dried plums?" Feng Qiaolan was embarrassed to hide and looked at her again.

The dried plum is delicious, she ate a few this morning.

Yang Yue looked at it. She wanted to eat. There was a burst of discomfort in her stomach. She was lying on the bed without speaking, and moaning sounds came from time to time.

"Hey." Mother Yang looked at her, feeling helpless and could only be anxious.

Feng Qiaolan looked at her with trepidation. She sat on her bed obediently, her nerves tense.

Yang Yue couldn't bear the pain, she started crying again, and pessimistically scolded the Ji family:

"very painful."

"When I give birth to this baby, I won't let the dead old woman go."

"It's better to die, let's die together."

"Mom, it hurts me to death. It's better to be a son. If I don't have a son, I won't live."

Mother Yang also persuaded her: "Yi Ren, he will give birth immediately, he must be a son, this baby has a sharp belly, he must be. Mom has found someone to forget it."

Feng Qiaolan listened to her and looked at her stomach.

She never thought about giving birth to a boy or a girl, and Ji Huai never discussed gender with her. It was Feng's mother who hoped that she would give birth to a boy.

When Yang Yue closed her eyes and covered her face, there was a sound from the door. Ji Huai walked in with a notebook and a few report sheets. Yu Guang glanced at the pregnant woman sleeping on another wall, and did not see her face clearly. Walk in.

"How is it?" Feng Qiaolan asked in a low voice.

Yang Yue cried and complained in the room. Ji Huai pulled the chair and sat down, holding the report sheet and approaching her to speak.

Feng Qiaolan also knew a little about it. Anyway, the doctor asked her to do any checkups, and she did what she asked her to do, just to avoid suffering during childbirth.

"It hurts to death." Yang Yue cried more and more, urging Mother Yang to find a doctor.

Mother Yang went in a hurry. The doctor came, thinking that she was crying too hard, and she reminded her euphemistically, "You still have to keep your strength, otherwise you will have no strength when you give birth and you will suffer."

Nowadays, most of them are normal births, and there are fewer doctors who can use the knife, and the risk is higher than that of normal births, so it is still the insurance of normal births.

Feng Qiaolan looked at her like that, her face gradually paled, and she asked Ji Huai without fear, "Do I have to hurt for so long? When did it start to hurt?"

"Don't think about it." Ji Huai was irritated by the cry of the other party, and led her to get up, "Let's go downstairs for a walk."

Feng Qiaolan was supported by him and sat up from the bed. Ji Huai took the shoes over, put them on for her, and led her to get up, "Let's go."

"it is good."

When the two of them went out, Mother Yang looked at Yang Yue and shook her head again, "Ji Hao went back and really never came back. Look at the couple just now. If Ji Hao is half responsible for that man, I think you are both. It's better."

"Don't say it." Yang Yue was so painful that he didn't pay attention at all, just thinking of killing the Ji family a thousand times.

Noon.

Ji Huai and Feng Qiaolan went to the noodle shop yesterday to eat noodles, and took a break in the hospital courtyard by the way.

The two sat on the chairs. Ji Huai held Feng Qiaolan's hand. She lightly leaned on his shoulder. Suddenly remembering what happened today, she raised her head and asked him, "Do you want me to have a boy or a girl?"

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows without thinking, "Boys and girls are fine."

"Really?" She straightened up. "Have you never thought about giving birth to a boy and passing on from generation to generation?"

In their village, every household has to give birth to boys, at least one, the more the better, which proves that there is more labor in the family, and no one dares to provoke disputes. Their family is often scolded because there are no boys.

Hearing, Ji Huai smiled lightly, seemingly unreasonable, "Isn't the girl different from generation to generation?"

Feng Qiaolan retorted with her only cognition: "It's not the same. Girls want to marry, they belong to other people's families."

"Huh? Aren't you also at your own home?" Ji Huai asked her back.

Feng Qiaolan: ""

This makes her difficult. She is married, but without a mother-in-law, her parents are still her own parents.

"What counts as a succession to the clan? Is it to have your surname?" Ji Huai's dark eyes looked at her, curled up the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, "Then it is with your last name, and Feng's surname is also nice."

With the rapid development of society, the emergence of only daughters, and the large number of women participating in social labor, such old concepts will be slowly overturned.

Especially for the combination of the only child and the only child, both parents have to support, and there may be lottery with whomever the surname is. Even if it is a boy who inherits the lineage, if he stays away from his parents and goes to the first-tier cities to develop, it is too normal to settle down. It is impossible to give his parents the end of the life, and he may not be able to see the last side.

Passing on from generation to generation is simply nonsense, deceiving oneself and others.

Feng Qiaolan's eyes widened, surprised that he would say such a thing. How can I have her last name? Never heard of this.

"It's the same for children and daughters, what about the lottery for the surname? Let the children choose by themselves." Ji Huai felt that it was okay.

"The child is so young, how can I choose by myself?" Feng Qiaolan didn't hesitate.

"Put the paper ball in the hands of the child, shake it manually, choose whichever you shake." Ji Huai's tone was casual.

Feng Qiaolan was stunned again.

Inside the ward.

Ji Mu carried in the food, and Ji Hao should be followed behind him.

Both of them had finished their meal before they came. As soon as they entered the door, Ji Mu exchanged greetings, saying that Mother Yang had worked hard, and Yang Yue had also suffered a crime. It would be fine to give birth to this child.

Yang Yue was still angry at the bottom of her heart, and she ignored her at all, so she didn't want to eat because of pain.

Ji Hao stood on the side and didn’t do anything. Ji’s mother still felt sorry for her son and wanted him to go back to rest. She still said, “His aunt asked him to help tomorrow and do odd jobs for a few days. The child will be born soon. money."

What can Mother Yang say?

When Ji Mu wanted to stay, Yang Yue didn't want to see her, so Ji Hao must stay.

Ji Mu's face is not good, "Xiaoyue, you are not sensible. This ward can get a lot of money a day. If he doesn't go to work, where will the money come from? You have to prepare for the college entrance examination review. Mom is more experienced than him. What does a man know? It's no use keeping him. You have to be considerate and considerate of him."

After she finished, she forced Ji Hao to leave. When Ji Hao heard it, he felt that Ji's mother felt sorry for him, and Yang Yue knew that he was going to suffer a crime and slipped faster than anyone else.

As soon as he left, Yang Yue didn't want to see Ji Mu, and said directly, "I only want my mother to accompany me, you can go."

Before Yang's mother had spoken, she was arranged clearly.

The grandson has not yet been born, and Ji's mother doesn't want to lick her face, and feels effortless.

"You first return the money from the hospital to my mother." Yang Yue said to her.

"Look at Mom's brain, I took it out and put it on the table, and I forgot to bring it again. Bring it back next time." Ji Mu frowned and patted her own brain lightly.

Yang Yue was almost to death, Ji Mu took the opportunity to pretend to say a few good things, "I can't help but leave," before leaving, she said that Ji Hao must come in the evening.

Come and come back, you can't stay overnight.

Ji Huai and Feng Qiaolan waited until dark before returning to the ward. Yang Yue closed her eyes when she was tired. Mother Yang had been stale for the whole day and sat aside listlessly.

"I'm going to fetch water." Ji Huai picked up the kettle on the table and went to the water room to fetch water for Feng Qiaolan to wash.

Feng Qiaolan was sorting clothes by the bed, and there were small clothes that Feng's mother had prepared for her children, and she was putting them away.

Ji Huai came back soon, took out the basin, poured hot water, and brought it to the cubicle next to him. He took clothes and towels to Feng Qiaolan, and told her, "Be careful, call me if something happens."

"Yeah." Feng Qiaolan nodded.

When she took a bath, he had already gone to the water room again and flicked a kettle.

"Young man, is there any water? I want to wipe the sweat of my daughter." Mother Yang stood up, too lazy to pick it up, wanting to ask him for some water.

"Wait." Ji Huai poured some more into the basin, leaving her with a half.

"Thank you." Mother Yang also took the basin and walked towards the other end.

Yang Yue opened her eyes in a daze, and turned her head to the side, only to see a long and tall back. Feng Qiaolan was sitting on the bed with her hand on the edge of the bed. He slowly squatted down and helped her take off her shoes.

"Actually, you don't need to soak your feet." Feng Qiaolan twisted slightly because of the presence of outsiders.

"Walking a lot in the past two days, soak for a while." Ji Huai saw that her feet were a little swollen. She walked frequently these days and the bubbles relieved fatigue.

He put her feet in, "How is the water temperature?"

"It's just right." Feng Qiaolan put her other foot in, bowed her head and smiled at him with crooked brows. She accidentally saw Yang Yue looking up, her face suddenly flushed, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't speak.

Yang Yue just felt that the other party's voice was familiar, but she didn't remember who it was, and she didn't pay attention just now.

Seeing Mother Yang brought the water, the imbalance in her heart rose again. A village girl was treated better than her, and she was completely angry, and she didn't know what sin she had committed.

Mother Yang felt uncomfortable when she saw it, she could only praise, "You two have a very good relationship, you girl, good fortune."

She also has two sons, and a woman is the water that was thrown out, and now she still has to take care of it. For her, this is a disadvantage to help other people's families.

But because of the face and the feelings for her daughter, it can be said to be gritted teeth and suffer from this sorrowful loss.

Feng Qiaolan's face turned redder.

"Young man, are you from the other side of Nanyang Town? I thought it was from the city. You are really handsome. Your child must be beautiful." Mother Yang had just poured his hot water, so she couldn't say anything good.

"Thank you." Ji Huai turned his head slightly, and didn't reply much.

"I'm thirsty." Feng Qiaolan was soaking her feet and said softly.

"Wait a minute." Ji Huai turned around and went to the table to serve a cup of water. As soon as she turned around, Yang Yue also looked at him, it was the glance that directly fixed her body, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

The last time she saw Ji Huai was five or six years ago, her voice had long been forgotten, but she couldn't forget that face.

He looks good, is the kind of face that can be remembered at a glance, the facial features are three-dimensional and deep, and now he is more mature, more attractive, and even more calm under Ji Hao's naivety and immaturity.

"It's still a bit hot, be careful." Ji Huai offered her the water cup and reminded her.

He just found out that it was Yang Yue, and the other party had changed a lot. She used to be a young and energetic girl, but now she was a few laps fatter and almost didn't recognize it.

The two had been ambiguous for a while before, and the other's family was a worker's family, and they also went to high school. He did have feelings for her at the time, so he was good to her, but the other party didn't like him and looked at Ji Hao.

The other party is a girl who loves to be smart and self-interested, but her vision and cognition are not very high, and she is a bit self-righteous.

"Look at other people's mouth." Mother Yang washed the towel, and when she wiped her sweat, she still complained a little bit.

She hadn't met Ji Huai, and naturally she didn't know him either.

Yang Yue didn't speak any more, she would scream for a little bit of pain before, and now she gritted her teeth and stopped screaming.

Feng Qiaolan soaked her feet and went to bed. Ji Huai drained the water and sat back on the bed.

In the ward, the voices of the two can be heard from time to time.

He told her a lot of questions last night, but if someone was there today, he didn't talk about it. The two were chatting with each other.

During the period, Ji Huai went to wash her two green dates, and Feng Qiaolan slowly gnawed.

Before going to bed, she also ate a few dried plums in a row. She couldn't hold back her gluttony, but Ji Huai stopped her, "Don't eat, you're thirsty after eating too much, and it's uncomfortable to drink too much water to fall asleep."

"The last one." Feng Qiaolan begged softly.

"No, obedient." Ji Huai put it away and covered her with a quilt. "If I'm really hungry, I'll go outside and buy you bread?"

"Forget it, I'm not hungry." She lay down, stretched out her hand habitually, and looked at him silently.

In Yang Yue's sight, Ji Huai didn't say anything, just raised his hand gently and patted the top of her head, with a gentle voice, "Go to sleep, stop tossing people."

Listening carefully, it is a joke with pampering.

Feng Qiaolan smiled softly and muttered, "I didn't toss you."

Ji Huai didn't answer any more, put down her hand and shook her hand.

Yang Yue was forced to recall the days before, if she had a good time, she was not going well now, leading to doubt whether the decision she thought was smart was correct.

If she had married Ji Huai, she would be with her at any rate, but she would be swaying between the other party who is now a countryman, and she could only bite the root and endure it.

What's the use? That's not the life she wants, wait for her to give birth to a boy

late at night.

Feng Qiaolan was awakened in a deep sleep, and Yang Yue was sent to the delivery room. The crying and screaming made her unable to sleep.

The scream at the end frightened her all over, and the children in her belly kicked around. It was Ji Huai who got up and hugged her, gently patted her back to calm her emotions.

"Is she okay?" Feng Qiaolan couldn't help but worry. Seeing the other party suffered so much, she was also frightened.

"It's okay." Ji Huai wanted to change the subject and let her continue to sleep, but she didn't sleep anymore, and she didn't know if it was because of being too nervous, and her stomach began to hurt.

She started to cry because she was too scared.

"Don't be afraid." Although Ji Huai said so, his hands were actually shaking, so he hurried to see a doctor.

The doctor came to check it up. Maybe he saw a lot, and he said lightly, "I just opened a finger, and I have to wait, keep my strength, don’t be like that, crying so much that I’m weak now, I’ll have to Suffer."

Feng Qiaolan was always obedient, gritted her teeth and pulled the sheets.

Ji Huai looked anxious and grabbed her hand.

Feng Qiaolan felt that the pain was getting stronger and stronger, and she was sweating profusely. She gasped and said to Ji Huai, "How do I feel that the child is coming out? It hurts."

Ji Huai went to the doctor again, and the other party moved slowly, saying at one point it was too early, "I just had pain for two days, and I haven't had a baby now."

He ignored it and kept urging the other person to see.

The doctor originally took a look at it at will, but the result was terrible, so he hurriedly asked the nurse to push to the delivery room.

Before Feng Qiaolan left, she cried at Jihuai, her eyes were scared. People have been hurting for two days, and she is only beginning to hurt now. Is this going to send her inside to hurt herself?

Can Ji Huai come in to accompany her? She felt so miserable.

Ji Huai was also anxious outside, walking back and forth. Mother Yang sat on the side and kept chanting: A boy must be born, it must be a boy.

Feng Qiaolan was sinking into sadness and panic. Not long after she went to the delivery bed, she hadn't adjusted it well, and suddenly felt something slipping out.

Stupefied and ready to die from the pain, the doctor told her that she was born.

Feng Qiaolan looked at her daughter, wrinkled and red, and she only felt magical.

She gave birth to a daughter?

Outside the delivery room.

The nurse took a child out, and Mother Yang and Ji Huai greeted him immediately, "Where are Yang Yue's family members?"

"I am I am." Mother Yang hurried forward

"It's a girl."

""