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The three-person ward is several times more expensive than the large ward. If you stay for a few more days, it will cost you more than a dozen yuan. Ji Mu is unwilling, but because of the face and the Jihuai couple, I can’t say.

Ji Mu just had a fight with Yang Yue and asked her to go home early for recuperation. Now facing the need to make up the hospital bill, she took a step back patiently and found a reason that she thought was perfect and said to the nurse, "The three The ward is deserted and deserted. I see, moving to the big ward is still lively. We are moving to the big ward."

If you stay in the big ward for another day or two, you can go home. At that time, you can save the baby girl again.

Before the nurse had spoken, Yang Yue retorted, "I don't want to live in a large ward, I just live here. This is good."

Moving from the small ward to the big ward, Feng Qiaolan is still there. Isn't this a loss of face?

Why can't she live in the small ward? Be sure to squeeze a room with those women.

"You want to live, you pay for it." Ji Mu suddenly jumped into a thunder and went back.

I gave birth to girls, one or two, how much did it cost? I'm so sorry, many people gave birth at home, and they didn't even come to the hospital. They gave birth to boys.

As soon as Yang Yue was about to scold, Ji Huai and Feng Qiaolan walked in. She gritted her teeth and had to endure it. She simply closed her eyes and didn't look at the old woman.

Feng Qiaolan noticed something was wrong, so she didn't know it.

Ji Huai went to make milk powder, Feng Qiaolan fed her daughter, and the baby went to bed after eating and drinking. Feng Qiaolan was lying on the bed with her daughter, and she was also a little drowsy.

He covered her with a quilt and walked out with the cup that he had just fed his daughter. He had to wash it quickly, otherwise it would be easy to breed bacteria.

Ji's mother thought Feng Qiaolan was asleep, and the nurse who had just arrived passed by and reminded me to pay the medical bills by 6 o'clock in the afternoon. Now she is a bit overrun.

Upon hearing this, Ji Mu murmured, "Whoever wants to live can ask for money."

Yang Yue had just endured it for a while, and of course she didn’t want to endure it, and she answered, “I’ve never heard of a pregnant woman giving birth to a child. She asked her to pay for it herself, and her husband’s family paid for it. My two sister-in-laws gave birth to children, my mother It’s delicious and good to drink and take care of, but everyone who is normal is like this. I don’t know who I’m married to, and if I don’t know, I think my family is gone."

"Bah!" Ji Mu was fascinated. When she heard such bad words, she cursed with round eyes, "Everyone has sons. Can you give birth to sons?"

Yang Yue became pregnant and had already given birth to a daughter. She had a fortune-teller, and her "son" had given her a dream. Even if she gave birth to a daughter, she said that she could not give birth to a son. That was the most vicious. Her anger spewed out like a volcanic eruption, so she said without a word, "I can’t give birth to a son. What's the use of having a son? Don’t you have two? Don’t want a son. Okay, I don’t have a mother-in-law.

When these words came out, Mother Feng standing at the door was stupid, and Feng Qiaolan, who was lying still not asleep, was also stupid, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

Ji Mu was even more stunned, her face pale in an instant. She never expected Yang Yue to say such a thing.

Yang Yue looked at her face greatly changed, and she felt a sense of revenge, and her mood was much more relaxed.

Ji Mu squirmed her lips, still struggling, "What are you talking about?"

Ji Huai had already left when Yang Yue didn't marry in. It was impossible to know him.

"Is there any nonsense, you know best, you are not only Ji Hao a son, others' daughter-in-law lives much more chic than me, and also gave birth to a daughter, I am not as good as no one..."

"Yang Yue!" Ji Mu stopped loudly and shouted directly.

"Wow..."

"Wow..."

The two little babies were frightened and started crying loudly.

Feng Qiaolan hurriedly got up to coax her daughter and patted her constantly. She was very distressed and couldn't help but increase her tone and said, "This is a ward, not a place for quarrels. This will scare the child!"

Who is Ji Mu? She is a typical and powerful mother-in-law, just like Yang Yue. She used to be bullied. When Feng Qiaolan scolded her, she suddenly became mad, "How do you speak? In what tone?"

The daughter-in-law and mother-in-law turned back, especially Ji Huai's daughter-in-law, who was one grade lower than Yang Yue.

Seeing her daughter was really frightened, Feng Qiaolan cried heartbreakingly, and emphasized again, "This is the ward, please be quiet."

These words are still a bit preaching.

She is a parturient. She spent money to live in a three-person ward just to be quiet. The other party is making troubles. Who can stand it? It was really unbearable to scare her daughter.

"Quickly stop arguing." Mother Feng also hurried in from the door, putting the basin aside, letting Feng Qiaolan calm down while observing Ji Mu secretly.

Looking at the other person's face and comparing it to Ji Huai's face, a terrifying thought kept coming to her mind, and she took a few breaths.

No way?

Yang Yue sneered, not too light or not, Ji Mu exploded, pointing at Feng Qiaolan and yelling, "What are you? Who are you scolding? You shut your mouth!"

"Mom, go call the nurse, I want to change the ward." Feng Qiaolan was extremely calm, and glanced at Mother Feng.

Can't afford to provoke, can she still not be able to hide?

This look is in the eyes of Ji Mu, that is to look down on her, when was she treated like this? I barely caught my breath, I was so angry that I was so angry that I saw Ji Huai just walk in and scolded him, "What do you think you married? Huh? Uncultivated mud legs, you are so worthless?"

"I think you are blind and your brain was eaten by a dog."

....

When Ji Mu scolded like this, Feng's mother and Feng Qiaolan's heart also shook, which means that one of their guesses has been confirmed.

Ji Huai didn't reply for the first time either. He looked at Ji Mu with a cold look and couldn't figure out his emotions, but Feng Qiaolan could sensitively detect that he was angry.

He always forbeared, but once he got angry, he couldn't pull the nine cows back.

Ji Mu saw Ji Huai as a drag oil bottle since she was a child. She always scolded and scolded, and satire became a daily life. At this time, no matter how much, she scolded again, “Let me be quiet? Why should I be quiet? Drinking a confession makes people laugh out of their teeth, who gives her face?"

Feng Qiaolan was barely scolded by her name, she just gave birth, her eyes were suddenly wet, and she didn't cry, Ji Huai looked at Ji Mu in a chill, "Who gave your face?"

Ji Mu was asked, "...what?"

"What qualifications do you have to play here?" Ji Huai looked at her blankly, spitting out cold words, "Do you want everyone to see your ugly and selfish face? What are you? thing?"

What he said was really cold-blooded and ear-piercing, Feng Qiaolan held back tears, and Yang Yue didn't dare to gloat too much.

Ji Huai's hatred seemed to permeate from every cell, with a strong and ruthless, condescending look down.

He didn't say it a few days ago, and he just treated it as if he didn't know him. Now instead of panicking at all, he simply doesn't bother to get involved, so he doesn't look straight.

Ji Mu was naturally dumbfounded, and the other party's aura was too strong, so she hesitated, really persuaded.

Ji Huai walked in, glanced at Yang Yue accidentally, took her daughter from Feng Qiaolan's arms, did not speak any more, but his aura was not weak at all.

It seemed that he wouldn't be polite no matter how they quarreled.

"Ahuai..." Feng Qiaolan looked at his cold look, still feeling a little frustrated.

Ji Huai had already coaxed her daughter slowly, obviously feeling distressed that the other person was frightened, she held the child high, put the baby's cheek on her face, looked at her again, and automatically ignored what had just happened, "Isn't it sleepy? ? Sleep for a while."

Feng Qiaolan lay down under the quilt again, and Ji Huai put her daughter to sleep again before gently laying next to her.

Ji Mu is also a bully and fearful of hard temper, Ji Huai is too strong, she was suppressed at once, and she didn't dare to put a fart.

Feng's mother looked at Ji Huai, her heart full of doubts. She wanted to say a few times before she stopped. Ji Huai said directly, "I don't have parents, and I won't let Xiaolan be wronged. Don't worry about that. If they quarrel again, You should go to the doctors and nurses to solve them, don't save them face, shame your face."

This is a bit too much. Ji Mu and Yang Yue can't bear it, but the warning is actually more serious.

If they don't want this face, he won't give it. Whether it is Ji Mu and Yang Yue, they are both very imaginary. It is not good for them to make a big noise, and they are not good at all. There was a blue and white on their faces, and they moved to the ward that afternoon.

It is said that Ji Mu also wanted Yang Yue to go back to recuperate, and the other party had another fight with her in the big ward. The people of the Ji family and the Yang family were all here, and everyone watched a scene.

Although Feng Qiaolan had already guessed and confirmed most of it, she still found it incredible. Looking at Ji Huai, who was changing her daughter's diapers, she was in a daze when she thought of all these days.

After changing the diaper, Ji Huai picked up her daughter, "Just ask what you want."

"I didn't want to ask anything..." Feng Qiaolan narrowed her mouth, and when he saw him looking at her, she still mustered up her courage, "Is she really your mother?"

Ji Mu is a little like him, the more they look, the more they look alike.

Ji Huai did not answer.

"I don't mean anything else, just forget it if you don't want to go back, it's okay..."

Before she finished speaking, Ji Huai interrupted lightly, "That's Ji Hao's mother, not my mother. My mother was already dead when my father died."

Feng Qiaolan was born in a happy and healthy family. Because the only daughter is still very much loved, she suddenly felt sad, "I'm sorry, I..."

"If you die, you are dead. All these years have come." He looked calm, and then chuckled slightly, "If my parents were there, they might not agree with me to become a parent. I can't marry you, and we can't have such a lovely daughter. ."

The dignified atmosphere was suddenly broken up by him, and Feng Qiaolan actually felt a sense of fortune.

Ji Huai thought for a while, and he walked over, stood by the bed, raised her hand and rubbed her head, while Feng Qiaolan, who was sitting on the bed, also reached out and put her head in his arms.

"Don't worry about it, irrelevant people." He said.

Feng Qiaolan nodded.

"It can't affect the mood, affect the recovery of the body." Ji Huai is more worried about this.

"No, I almost forgot." She raised her head in his arms, and she was lucky, "I also want to thank her, you are so good, and others are not good. Our family wants it. I want it."

She cocked her ending slightly, triumphantly.

Ji Huai was tainted by her emotions, his eyebrows stretched, and a smile was drawn from the corners of his mouth.

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The next day.

The office building of a certain magazine is in full swing. The sales volume of this issue is much better than before. It has almost doubled, and there are signs of rising.

The amazing thing is that there are some higher-level leaders who come here to understand, all because of an article in this issue of the journal.

The contributor should have used his real name and his pen name is Ji Huai.

This is a patriotic article. The author has an in-depth understanding of the current domestic situation, analyzed the current situation, and looked forward to the future with a very positive and optimistic attitude. On top of the world.

The article is calm and not exaggerated, objective and calm, and at the same time full of trust.

At this time, the people of this country need such powerful articles too much, too much need to regain their self-confidence, and too much need to carry this steadfastness.

As a result, it was on fire and out of control.

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