How to deliver the store, how to take over, how to distribute personnel, Du Rongzhi didn't ask anymore, and left it to Han Chunsheng and his son to take care of it - she was completely too busy to take care of herself.

Her legs and feet have been swollen even more recently, and her shoes have only been made for a few days before they become uncomfortable...... The mood also fluctuates. Often one moment he was happily preparing the children's clothes, shoes and socks, and the next moment he was holding his stomach and staring blankly at the window.

Sometimes sleep is also a problem. I was listless during the day, and I tossed and turned at night, and I couldn't rest well even with Song Zixun.

Du Rongzhi felt embarrassed, so she asked people to clean up the wing room next door and move most of his clothes. But except for the occasional time when she came back too late for fear of disturbing her rest, Song Zixun stayed in their house most of the time - the doctor said that she had a heart disease, and heart disease could only be treated by heart medicine. Although he didn't know why she was so anxious, and he didn't know what was her medicine, he still did his best to accompany her, hoping to make her feel as good as possible during the days she was suffering for their children.

…… She still didn't sleep well this night.

Du Rongzhi turned over irritably again, and waited helplessly for the dawn with her eyes open.

A hand reached into her quilt and covered her lower abdomen. "Still can't sleep?"

“…… Well," Du Rongzhi paused, and then asked embarrassedly in a whisper, "Did you make a noise?" ”

"Nope." He slipped into her bed and hugged her from behind...... His chin rested on her neck.

Du Rongzhi shrunk her neck uncomfortably.

It's been a few days since they've been so close.

After the last three months, there are many things to pay attention to......

"Rong Zhi," he sighed lowly, "what are you afraid of these days?" ”

Du Rongzhi's body stiffened.

yes, she was scared.

Because of her rebirth, the fate of many people in this life has been turned upside down. But she didn't know...... What will happen to me in this life, who died in childbirth in my previous life? Can you really give birth to a child peacefully?

She was scared, terrified. She didn't dare tell anyone - she had been having the same dream lately, and there was nothing in the dream except her bloodied, dying in bed.

She recognized the scene, and though she had never seen it, she recognized it at a glance—it was the house she had lived in before she died.

She died in that bed......

The blood soaked through the mattress, and she could even feel the unwilling struggle of the young life in her stomach......

At that time, where was Song Zixun, and where was the child's father? Is he, like others, thinking that it is good for them to be dead and clean? When you die, no one will gossip, no one will ...... It's not his child anymore.

Du Rongzhi's fists clenched subconsciously, and her body shivered uncontrollably.

Song Zixun also felt it obviously, and the hand holding her tightened, and said with concern, "What's wrong?" Is it cold? ”

Du Rongzhi bit her lower lip and nodded reluctantly.

Song Zixun pulled his quilt over and covered her. "So what? Is it better? ”

“…… Well, much better. She came back to her senses, because her mood had not yet calmed down, and her voice was still a little trembling, as if it was really cold. …… Thank you very much. ”

Song Zixun patted her soothingly, tucked the corners of the quilt again, and got out of bed with his clothes on.

Su Yu brought a cup of hot water, "Drink it all." ”

Du Rongzhi sat up with the quilt, thanked him, and drank it all with his cup.

The warm liquid flowed through the internal organs, and the previously cold heart seemed to slowly warm up.

"Are you still drinking?"

Du Rongzhi shook her head, "No, thank you." ”

Song Zixun hummed and hugged her to lie down again.

"Why don't I go and tell my mother tomorrow...... Let her ask her mother-in-law to come over and accompany her when she arrives. He pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

Du Rongzhi was stunned.

People have always had the custom of accompanying the mother when the daughter gives birth. However, in recent years, there have been many cases of pregnant women having dystocia, and the in-laws and mothers have different opinions, so that in the end, there are cases of big fights, and the in-laws have become enemies, so this custom has gradually disappeared recently.

Especially for people like them, the in-law relationship is intertwined, if everything goes well, then everyone will naturally be happy, but if there is anything wrong in the middle, no one knows what will happen to these mothers-in-law who feel sorry for their daughters and the mothers-in-law who hug their grandchildren's hearts will tear up when their heads are hot. Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, and in order to maintain a long-term harmonious relationship between relatives, the in-laws rarely take the initiative to ask for paternity unless the in-laws are particularly invited.

Song Zixun said this, which means putting her safety first.

Du Rongzhi suddenly wanted to laugh - she wanted to laugh, and she wanted to cry even more.

She couldn't help but maliciously think, if Song Zixun said this, what would it be like to say to Du Rongzhi, who loved him, admired him, and valued him more than anything else?

She didn't know.

She'll never know.

She only knew that Du Rongzhi, who loved him wholeheartedly, had already been poisoned by his most beloved woman with their children.

Du Rongzhi's hand gently covered the back of his hand.

"You've got a heart." She said softly. "It's just that the younger brother is still young, and he can't do without his mother at all. What's more, the birth period of the concubine is at the root of the year, which is the busiest time in the house, where can the mother leave...... Your kindness, the concubine is physically and mentally satisfied. ”

What's more, if she still can't escape the fate of her previous life...... She would rather her mother hear it than see it with her own eyes.

He seemed to see through her thoughts, but took her hand to his lips and said in a dumb voice, "Don't be afraid...... It's going to be fine. ”

"Hmm." She smiled and nodded, and was silent for a moment before she said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If there is really anything wrong with the concubine when she arrives-"

"Nonsense." He held her hand tightly, frowned and interrupted, "You and the child, you will all be fine." ”

"It's all said that it's if...... Du Rongzhi pouted in pain and said coquettishly, "Besides, a woman giving birth to a child is like breaking through a ghost gate, anything can happen." ”

"There won't be that." He said with a straight face, "You are not allowed to think like this. ”

This man...... Always so domineering.

But who can control life and death?

"The concubine is just talking casually." Du Rongzhi had no choice but to say, "Anyway, this is our first child, whether it is male or female, you will have to love him more in the future." ”

"It's nature." Song Zixun showed a faint smile at this time, "I am his father, if you don't say it, I will hurt him." ”

"You can remember your words." She buried her face in his arms and said softly, "You may not know that the concubine is a ...... who likes children very much."

He stroked her hair, "I know. ”

Just look at her to Song Zimo...... Always very gentle and patient.

She hummed softly and wrapped her arms around his neck, "The concubine really wants to see what he looks like." ”

He hugged her back and nodded, "Me too." ”

It's not the same...... It will never be the same.

Du Rongzhi closed her eyes vigorously.

What she can say and do, she has said and done.

The rest ......

Leave it to God.