Chapter Twenty-Seven

Passing by Yihe Road, Manjushri sat in the car and looked at the clock tower that was getting closer and closer. I was greeted by a sculpture of a messenger. Wearing a hat, holding a belt and a stick, wings on the feet, a goddess on the left and right, a pen and a letter.

Looking at the scenery flying by outside the window, I thought of the days in Peking for no reason.

Shanghai is different from Beiping, and buildings such as the bell tower are more influenced by Western styles. Compared with the magnificent atmosphere of Beiping, it is majestic and majestic, and it is much more gentle and restrained. Like an old-school gentleman with a top hat and a cane clenched all the time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wenju liked the heartiness of Beiping, and gradually adapted to the delicacy of Shanghai.

Mrs. Zhang's heart is not Manjushri's heart disease. Especially Manqing, who got married later, is pregnant, and Manjushri is no worse than others, but the fate of this child is reluctant.

She quietly reached out and gently put it on her lower abdomen, this is the first few months, and she has not been allowed to do it once since she got married.

Add in last month, and it's already been two months. Manjushri quietly prayed in his heart that there would be a little angel living here.

Manjushri tried to suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

The only remaining sanity decided to let Xiuming come out with him and find a doctor in private.

If you are pregnant, it is better to find a suitable opportunity to talk to your parents-in-law again; After all, although the mother-in-law is also a mother, she is not a biological mother in the end. Even if it wasn't, it would be better than the greater the mother-in-law's hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Xiuming, are you homesick?"

Xiuming is a maid brought by the Wen family, and Wenju unconsciously asked from the bottom of his heart.

"No, what is there to think about." Xiuming didn't appreciate Manjushri's delicate thoughts, and said bluntly: "My mother has long been gone, just a father, and it's the same as not having it." “

Xiuming smiled self-deprecatingly, remembering that hot summer afternoon, my mother left, and my father brought a fierce middle-aged woman home. Since then, the home has become less and less like her own home, and the things left by the mother, a little more valuable, have been slowly sold by the father and replaced with the woman's new jewelry. Even the last self is said to have been sold for a good price, and it is unknown what the father later bought for the woman.

"I don't have a home yet, what do you want?" Xiuming laughed as she spoke: "It sprouted, bloomed, and produced a big watermelon." Big watermelon, big watermelon......"

"Poof...... Hahaha...... "Manjushri, who looked dull a moment ago, suddenly came alive.

"You don't have a home, why are you so happy?"

"Anyway, I'm not happy to have a home." Xiuming's eyes were clear and firm: "I don't have a home, and it's not my fault." Besides, I'm not happy, and my dad won't know. Even if he knows, he won't feel sorry for me! In that case, what else do I have to be unhappy about. “

Manjushri was thoughtful, and felt that he usually underestimated the embroidery in front of him.

After a joke, Manjushri's heart was much more relaxed. It's like a stone that has been pressed on the bottom of my heart, and it has been quietly moved, so I can take a breath easily.

The car stopped in front of a clinic, and the young grandmother told Uncle Zhou to wait outside, and went in with Xiuming.

"Qi and blood stasis, it's not a big problem, I'll give you some to recuperate." It was a female doctor who looked to be in her fifties, and she pushed her eyes on the bridge of her nose and glanced at Manjushri's face: "Is there anything uncomfortable or abnormal?" “

"I haven't had a menstrual affair for two months, but there is no other special reaction." Manjushri's heart couldn't stop sinking, but he still had a hint of luck.

The inherent pride did not allow her to ask, so she could only hint euphemistically, expecting the doctor to diagnose again, maybe it was the doctor's carelessness just now.

Xiuming stood aside and listened in horror, she hadn't changed her clothes for two months, could it be that the young grandmother was pregnant!

No, no, the doctor just said 'qi and blood stasis', then it shouldn't be.

"Well, it's not a big deal." The doctor did not explain the pathology: "Such symptoms are very common, irregular work and rest, mood swings, and nervousness...... It will cause endocrine disorders and inaccurate menstruation. “

"After a while, I will take the medicine according to my list and take it for a month or two. However, it is not suitable to have children during the period of taking the drug and within a month of stopping the drug, you have to remember this, you know? The doctor was immersed in writing a list, and he didn't forget to tell him carefully.

The sweat on Xiuming's forehead was about to run down, and after taking the medicine for two months, it would take another month or two to prepare for pregnancy after stopping the medicine. Since the second lady became pregnant, the wife's eyes were eager to stare at the belly of the eldest grandmother.

The eldest and youngest grandmothers must be strong, and as the eldest lady of the Wen family, they will not be left behind in everything. Why is it so difficult to have an heir?

At this time, Manjushri had a kind of confusion of 'what to be afraid of'. There is also a hint of speculation that no longer needs to be reminded, and the disappointment and loss of 'it is really the worst outcome'.

Xiuming took the list written by the doctor and went to get the medicine. Lisuo packed up and helped the young grandmother to get into the car.

The atmosphere was strange and stiff, and there was no mention of the laughter and laughter on the road.

The young grandmother thought she was pregnant. Uncle Zhou didn't enter the door, only he stood aside all the time, and he heard everything. The young grandmother is sad and disappointed now, and will she feel that she has lost face in front of herself when she waits for tomorrow or when she goes home?

She should pretend to forget this matter and say something else to make the young grandmother happy. Then go back and pretend to be sick for another two days, and try not to wander around under the nose of the young grandmother. In the future, you must keep your mouth closed, even if you can't show half a sentence in your dreams.

Others in the province speculated that there were rumors coming out. There is no third person present, and his good life will be completely over.

Xiuming mediocre scared herself half to death, but Manjushri didn't take her to heart. To put it bluntly, he is a subordinate. Although it is the Republic of China now, whether it is the eldest young grandmother of the Zhang family or the eldest lady of the Wen family, it is easy to clean up a little girl who has no roots in Shanghai.

It was false to say that he was not sad, and Manjushri decided to hide it. It's all Western medicine, just put it in the room and drink it. Telling her mother-in-law that she was going to recuperate for half a year, she didn't know how disappointed she should be.

She didn't want to get into that kind of trouble.

It's not that you can't give birth, just wait for half a year. What about pregnancy? As for Manqing's widowed mother-in-law who was sick with a 'Manchu Gege' disease, she took the inheritance of the family very seriously. Don't look at the pregnancy now, it's better to be pregnant, in case it's not a son in the future.

Good dishes are not afraid of being late, so I will patiently adjust them in private.

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