815 small guests
As the child's child's words and her mother's wordlessness faded away, Lin Baiqian gently held the hand of the man beside him.
She hopes that her child can have the splendor of the girl just now.
Time turnover, and another month has passed in a blink of an eye.
During this period, Li Moting took Lin Baiqian to Li Yun's tomb to pay respects.
In front of the clean tomb, a photo of the other party before his death is printed on it. He was buried in the martyr's tomb on the edge of the territory of Z City, which was also the first time their father and son met, although they were separated by life and death.
For this man he has never met, Li Moting has always been silent. He was already very weak about feelings, but now looking at the young man smiling peacefully in the photo, he suddenly resented his grandfather.
If his grandfather hadn't intervened, he would have been by his parents now. The sense of loss made his eyes darken a little, and he closed his eyes and stopped looking at the person in the photo.
"Uncle, you have a wonderful son, and if you know it, you will be proud of him."
Lin Baiqian saw the change in his mood, put the flowers in his hand in front of the tomb, and took the man's hanging left hand.
His childhood may be too dark, but his future has his own, and with this child, he will definitely be happy!
After returning from the cemetery, Lin Baiqian felt the movement in her stomach for the first time, and the baby seemed to be infected with her mood, and hit her stomach comfortingly.
When the child was about seven months old, she entered the waiting period and was also admitted to the hospital.
With a round belly, I felt uncomfortable. can't turn over, can't move casually, just lying on the bed will torture her crazy.
City A urged Mo Ting several times, but he blocked it. After Lu Sheng came back from dealing with things in other places, he negotiated with Xia Zhongning many times to postpone his vacation until the birth of the baby.
However, the condition is that she wants to be the child's godmother.
"Don't talk about godmother, it's just godfather!" When Lin Baiqian heard Lu Sheng's words, he interjected weakly.
If it had been before, she might have said recklessly, you go, I'm fine, push him away.
But not now, after being a child twice, she can no longer bear any loss in her stomach. Therefore, Li Moting must be by her side, and she can only be by her side.
In order to be able to take care of her nearby, Li Moting took the clothes and moved directly into the lounge.
Only when the little woman outside felt any discomfort, he immediately went to call the bell.
As her belly grew, so did her reaction. At first, I ate what I ate and vomited, but in the end, it directly developed into something that I couldn't even stand the smell.
If a pregnant woman does not consume nutrients, the child will be affected. Although nutrition is not the best way to target children, it can only be done first.
Lin Baiqian was also in a bad mood because of his own situation, and he had endured so much that he had become an obstacle in this place.
"When you feel better, we'll try to eat some more." Li Moting sat beside her and held her in his arms, but now that his belly is big, it is more difficult to even hold her in his arms.
He comforted the little woman in his arms, feeling sorry for her thin little face.
For the sake of this child, she also suffered a lot!
One night, Li Moting was so tired that he fell asleep because he studied the physical condition of the pregnant woman for several days.
Lin Baiqian opened his eyes on the bed, looking at the ceiling of Bai Huahua, but he was sleepless.
He sat up with difficulty on the bed handle, and slowly stood up against the wall. The moment her feet hit the ground, she was so heavy that she wanted to sit down.
She originally planned to call Li Moting, but seeing that he was sleeping so deeply in the back room, she lowered her eyes and swayed out of the ward by herself.
At night, the hospital was dark, and the nurses who had gone out of the rounds were still sitting in their places, and everyone else was asleep.
Lin Baiqian found a place to sit down before he was tired and out of breath.
During the day, it is bustling with people, and at night, there is only infinite loneliness.
became a mother, and her mind became more and more delicate.
Thinking about the child in her belly because she might be hungry, she couldn't control the sour nose.
Tears poured down and dripped onto the hospital gown, leaving waves behind.
"Sister, why are you crying?"
The sudden sound of a small voice made her tears, and then she looked up to see the little girl she had seen in the green space before looking at her, smiling lightly.
The little girl still wore the little light green hat on her head, which was buttoned on her head as if she couldn't bear to take it off, so that her beautiful little face was hidden in the shadows.
"Why are you here, it's not a good boy to come out so late."
Lin Baiqian wiped the tears on his face, hurriedly hid his depression, and wanted to drive the little girl away.
"Sister, give."
Listening to her words, the little girl sat down beside her with a smile, took out a handkerchief from the pocket of her jacket and handed it over.
The handkerchief was washed cleanly, and there was an embroidered body of a small butterfly in the lower right corner.
She saw Lin Baiqian staring at the pattern, and said with a smile, "This is embroidered by my mother for me, it's very beautiful!" ”
The little girl told her that she had met several aunts who gave birth to babies, and comforted Lin Baiqian.
In the eyes of children, it seems that being able to give birth to a baby is a very interesting thing.
The two talked for a long time, and it was not until halfway through the morning, looking at the bright light flickering outside the window, that she remembered to urge the little girl to go back to sleep.
When he dragged his heavy body back to the room, he happened to bump into Li Moting, who was flustered, and ran out.
Seeing her return to her side unharmed, the tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
"Go back and rest."
When the man breathed a sigh of relief, the tiredness in his eyes made Lin Baiqian feel sad and hugged his arm.
Between the two, with that big belly, I really can't hold it.
"I saw the little girl last time and talked for a while." She was in a much better mood when she talked about what the child had said, and she had a vague smile that she hadn't seen in many days.
Seeing her change, although the man was surprised, he was more relieved.
As long as she's safe, nothing else is a problem.
Lin Baiqian stayed up late because he slept until the afternoon the next day.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a man sitting on his side flipping through a parenting book, indescribably awkward.
"Mo Ting, I want to drink porridge."
She blinked and curled the corners of her mouth. That child may be right, giving birth to a child is a protracted battle, and only by persevering can you see a cute baby.
Her words were like heaven to Li Moting. You must know that she has no appetite all the time, and the nutrition injections have been injected for a week, and they have begun to affect the baby.