When Gu Qingyi woke up, it was already dusk, and there was a person sitting against the backlight next to the bed, her vision was a little blurry, and she recognized it for most of the day before she realized that it was actually Mrs. Dingyuan Hou Zhou. There was still a faint pain in her lower abdomen, and she struggled to sit up, "Mrs. Zhou, why are you here?" ”

"Something happened to you, Miss Zhao has no master, and the old man came over to help." Mrs. Zhou's gaze was on Gu Qingyi's stomach, and her expression looked a little unfathomable, "Miss Gu is a match?" ”

Gu Qingyi was about to say thank you, but she stopped when she asked, her heart was weird and awkward, and she hesitated, "No." ”

Mrs. Zhou was silent, twisting the Buddha beads in her palm, one after another, Gu Qingyi looked at it, feeling upset for no reason, and looked up at Mrs. Zhou's gaze, which was complex and profound, like scrutiny, and like pity, her heart suddenly chuckled.

The next moment, I heard Mrs. Zhou's quiet voice slowly sounding as if she was carrying incense, "Miss Gu, you are pregnant." ”

In just one sentence, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Gu Qingyi's face was blank in an instant, her hand unconsciously grabbed the quilt on her lower abdomen, and the green tendons were rising, as if she was covering up and resisting, and after a long time, she showed a pale smile, stiff and false, "Mrs. Zhou, you misunderstood, I just came for a small day." ”

Mrs. Zhou tugged at the corners of her lips, and the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, "That's the old body who is wrong." ”

She stood up, her face was calm and indifferent, her temperament was calm and calm, and she did not have the embarrassment and guilt of accidentally ruining her daughter's family name, like a passer-by who had experienced the world, she hid too much understanding and wisdom in her eyes, just one glance, people have nothing to hide.

Gu Qingyi felt that she was a clown with funny makeup, all her filthy was exposed to the sun, and she was pointed out by Qianfu, she was embarrassed and at a loss, and the ghost stopped her, "Mrs. Zhou!" ”

Mrs. Zhou stood up and looked back at her, but Gu Qingyi just looked flustered and didn't say anything at all, she smiled faintly, "Miss Gu is so self-conscious." ”

This time she didn't stay, she walked out of the door in a few steps, and met Zhao Xiuying head-on, she was holding a bowl of red dates and millet porridge in her hand, steaming hot, looking a little uncomfortable, "Mrs. Zhou, I cooked a bowl of porridge for Sister Gu, just brought it over, don't you sit for a while?" ”

Mrs. Zhou's gaze was on her slightly trembling hand, "You just came?" ”

Zhao Xiuying's face tensed, and her trembling hands steadied, "Yes, Mrs. Zhou, if it's okay, I'll serve the porridge to Sister Gu to eat, it's not delicious if it's cold." ”

She nodded, walked calmly past Mrs. Zhou, and walked into Gu Qingyi's room, and could vaguely hear her gentle and concerned voice slowly sounding, "Sister Gu, does your stomach still hurt?" Why is your face so ugly? I live porridge, you can eat some. ”

Mrs. Zhou didn't listen anymore, and walked away slowly, Gu Qingyi, who was in the room, felt that the whole person came to life after eating a mouthful of hot porridge, and looked at Zhao Xiuying who was busy for her with emotion, "Sister Ying, thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what to do today." ”

"I'm just doing some chores, but Mrs. Zhou, she personally went up the mountain to collect medicine for you and took care of you for an afternoon." Zhao Xiuying looked at her expression, "Sister Gu knows Mrs. Zhou?" ”

Gu Qingyi was stunned, and subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, "I don't know ......"