109 Fetal Trick (1)

Successfully returned to the magic capital, Ma Ma talked to Baba on the phone, carrying his own leather bag on his arm, and the suitcase was also behind him, and he was reluctant to face to face with me, and after looking at me, he also reached out to help me cut my hair: "I have to know how to take care of myself, and I have to take care of my own home, my own man spoils himself, he dares to be sorry for you, Mom can't spare him first, no matter who he is, remember?" ā€

I looked at her in a daze, and only reacted half-loudly: "Mom, you, you ......"

She patted me on the shoulder and pinched it again: "Go home often when you have time, don't keep asking your mother to urge you, you just come back, huh?" ā€

I nodded with sour eyes: "I—I'll call you often." ā€

"Then don't worry about it, don't bother me all the time, my mother is also very busy." Mom actually was arrogant, "The car sent by your dad is outside, Mom, Mom will leave first." ā€

I stepped forward and hugged her: "You have to take care of yourself too." ā€

"You can rest assured, Mom is not as ignorant as you."

She pushed me away and walked towards Qiu Shishi not far away, her awe of Master Qiu was complicated by the fact that he had become her son-in-law, and finally, she still told with a straight face: "I have handed over my daughter to you." ā€

"Don't worry, I'm fine, and I won't let her have anything." Qiu Shishi was not ambiguous at all, so serious that his face looked fierce again.

The mother paused, and quickly squeezed out a sentence: "You are not allowed to have anything to do." She turned around and walked quickly, followed by a bodyguard who came up and pushed her luggage.

I stood still, and my mom suddenly agreed and let me out, and I was in a trance.

When I raised my eyes and saw Qiu Shishi standing in front of me, I stepped forward, put my arms around his waist, and slammed my forehead on his chest.

He wrapped one hand around me: "You've been at your mother's house for a long time, it's time to go back." ā€

"Hmm."

……

Dad and my brother, almost all over the magic capital, even the cities that can be found, but there is no news from Ban Zhi, my mother told me on the phone that these two people have been a lot haggard for my sister's business recently, if it weren't for sure that my sister is still alive, the father and son would be crazy.

"Since I haven't found any clues, how do I know that my sister is still alive?"

"Uh......" my mom said, "maybe your dad got a little bit of news from somewhere." ā€

Actually, it's my mother this time.,It's not just to go to Q City to attend the wedding of her best friend's daughter.,She also bears the responsibility of asking her grandmother.,The fact that my sister is still alive is my grandmother.怂

For this kind of mother and daughter who know each other and hide it from each other, I am amused and helpless, so I can only pretend to believe my mother's words.

The little house of the poet Qiu has returned to the way it was when I was there.

When I woke up in the morning, I found myself strangled tightly in his arms by the poet, and if I didn't need to breathe, I would probably have suffocated in his "suffocating love".

And a big stick, and the pestle made me really uncomfortable.

With difficulty breaking his arms, he rolled over and went back to sleep.

I helped him pull the quilt, went into the bathroom to wash up and went downstairs, washed the rice and prepared to cook porridge for breakfast, I just put the rice down, I don't know when I got up and went downstairs, Master Qiu, wearing a vest and shorts, hugged me from behind.

"You're going to wear like this in the winter, do you show off your figure, hurry up and put your clothes on!" I twisted his waist with my backhand, and he overbearingly broke my chin, kissed me with the smell of toothpaste, and nibbled twice before letting go of me, and when I tried to beat him again, he went out in his slippers.

I glared at him with a blushing face.

The porridge was boiling in the rice cooker, and when I was about to stir-fry, Qiu Shiren, who had gone upstairs, came down again, he changed into a thin set of sportswear, and he was handsome even in simple sportswear, and came to say hello to me and went out for a run.

He has a lot of energy, and it's uncomfortable not to run a few kilometers.

As soon as I turned around, Qu You was standing straight behind me, and I almost bumped into her, startled.

She said she wanted to help me, I couldn't resist her, so I had to teach her to sweep the floor, the whole house or something, I went back to the kitchen and fried a plate of eggs, fried a plate of vegetables, and put a plate of mustard, and the refreshing and delicious breakfast was almost ready.

The porridge is almost ready, I went upstairs to tell Xiaobao to get up, Qiu Shiren didn't want the child to get up too late, and didn't plan to let him go out day and night like other zombies, but treat him like an ordinary child, go to bed early and get up early, and often exercise with him.

After I took him downstairs, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and spontaneously went to the front of the house, in the small courtyard where the sun had not yet shone in, waving his small fists, kicking his little short legs, a set of boxing techniques improved by Qiu Shishi, so that he could practice well, and the black egg also practiced, standing with his hind legs, and learning to wave Xiaobao with two front paws, I walked to the door from time to time to peek at two eyes, and felt that these two were particularly funny.

And Qu You, who swept the floor, accompanied them and watched, feeling that there was a little nanny in my house!

Waiting for Qiu Shishi to come back from running in the morning, just having breakfast, and resting a little after dinner, Qiu Shishi assigned homework to Xiaobao and Qu You, and the black egg kitten was responsible for supervision.

And I, who was dragged by him to the study, attacked the matter of cultivation.

As for the special department, he hasn't mentioned it recently, and I don't want to ask, seeing that his old god is there, I really can't worry about him, I only know that he seems to be secretly investigating, who is the boss behind Sister Yue's gang.

Towards noon, I was thinking about what to cook for lunch, when a guest came to the door.

This is the second guest in the reception place after I became Qiu Shishi's assistant to ask for help, the same woman, an old woman in her forties and fifties.

This woman is like the wife of an upstart boss, also a rich lady, and Mrs. Wang dresses much more tastefully than the old woman in front of her.

The Indian wife in front of her, who claims to be her husband's surname Yin, tries hard to make herself wear gold and silver, but it makes people feel very earthy, red lips, with not very well maintained, wrinkled and powdery face, wearing gold earrings in both ears, a slightly thick gold necklace on her slightly fat neck, and the pendant is quite finely made, which may have cost a lot of money, but it really doesn't match the thick chain, and it is simply unbearable to look at it directly.

There was a bodyguard beside her, she was very arrogant to this bodyguard, but she was very pious and enthusiastic to us, she probably believed in these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and when she saw us, she folded her hands and bowed to us: "Master, please save my son!" ā€

A particularly non-standard Mandarin.

Qiu Shishi opened the door with me, and as soon as I saw this woman, I was immediately evil, my head tilted back slightly, my brows furrowed, and then I turned around and went into the house, and I saw that he had no intention of driving her away, so I said lightly: "Come in and say." ā€

I can bear it if she just dresses up vulgarly, after all, clothing and accessories can only be said to be a matter of this person's taste, but the cold and oppressive black gas on her body makes my senses of this woman to the lowest point.

Not a good thing, she.

Qiu Xiaobao's black eggs were all upstairs, and they didn't let them come down, Qiu Shiren sat on his rattan chair, and I took a vegetable basket to choose vegetables on the side, and pushed the small stool that Mrs. Wang was sitting on to Mrs. Yin.

Mrs. Yin didn't dislike the small stool, and sat down tremblingly, not as twisted as Mrs. Wang at the beginning, but her smile was particularly flattering and obscene, which made people very unhappy.

I lowered my head and ignored her, Qiu Shiren watched the TV intently, except for the soundtrack on the TV, no one made a sound, Mrs. Yin asked embarrassedly: "Please, may I ask......"

The poet curled up and stepped on the edge of the table, and Mrs. Yin was so frightened that she shut up.

I slapped him on the leg: "Don't you know if the shoes are dirty, put them down!" ā€

He obediently put his foot back, glanced at Mrs. Yin, and said in a rewarding manner, "Tell me about it." ā€

"Eh, it's, it's, it's actually my son, he'...... him," Mrs. Yin seemed particularly ashamed, and hesitated several times before finishing her words, "He's suddenly pregnant!" ā€

I made a gesture of choosing a dish: "Your son, is it a man?" ā€

"Can a woman be called a son?"

I coughed lightly, "You go on." ā€

Mrs. Yin's hands with red nails grabbed each other, and it took a long time before she dared to continue: "Just a month ago, he suddenly said that he had a stomachache, and he couldn't find anything wrong when he went to the hospital for a checkup, and the doctor actually said that it was my son's psychological problem, which was just nonsense." However, no matter how many hospitals my son changed, the results were almost the same, a Chinese medicine doctor also said that the spleen deficiency was prescribed, and after drinking it, not only did it not get better, but my son's belly slowly grew bigger! ā€

At first, it was just a little bulging, like he had eaten too much, but he came in because of a stomachache, he ate less, he didn't go out to socialize, and he didn't drink any wine.

Her son was adamant that he had some kind of tumor.

The "tumor" grew quickly, and after half a month, the small belly became the size of four or five months pregnant.

This time I went to the hospital again, and the hospital gave him a blood side HCG test, urine test, and finally did a B ultrasound, and then told them that her son was pregnant, and there was indeed a child in the belly, and the B ultrasound could hear the fetal heartbeat.

Mrs. Yin's son almost smashed the hospital, how could he be pregnant as a man.

Although Tan Meili has some children, at least there must be another man and him, he is a straight man, his girlfriend has changed one after another, where is he pregnant?

However, he went to several hospitals one after another, and the results were all the same, and the old Chinese medicine doctor thought he was a woman, but he looked more like a man, and wanted to prescribe him with fetal protection drugs.

No matter how unbelievable the result is, it is a fact that his belly is getting bigger day by day, and besides, if a woman is ten months pregnant, he will reach them for nearly five months in half a month, does it mean that in a month, his child should be born?

The boss of Yin couldn't accept his son's pregnancy either, so he spent money to hire a doctor to remove the fetus from his son's womb.

Who would have thought, something went wrong with the surgical process.

At the beginning of the operation, the doctor did not anesthetize Mrs. Yin's son, so he picked up a scalpel and cut a piece of skin on his belly as big as a small watermelon.

The fetal retrieval operation was terminated, and the doctor refused to accept the order.

Except for the loss of a piece of skin, the fetus also stayed in the belly of this Young Master Yin safely.

The Yin family did not believe in evil, and invited another more experienced doctor, but this doctor was the same as the previous one, the operating room was closed, and the doctor was controlled, so he picked up the scalpel and cut the skin on the young master's stomach.

At this time, Mrs. Yin's son said that he would not dare to do this operation again.

This matter is really evil, Mrs. Yin watched her son's belly getting bigger and bigger, and she looked like he was eight or nine months old, so she could only turn to Master Qiu for help.

"Master, please save my son, I am such a son, he is a big man, not only has to get pregnant like a woman, but also has to suffer so much, my son is so pitiful, you save him!"

She folded her hands and pleaded with us.

"What's wrong with getting pregnant like a woman? If you want me to say, you should let men know how hard it is for women to get pregnant. Besides, other women have to suffer ten months of sin, but your son is only one month, and if you want me to say, if you can give birth, you will give birth, after all, it will be your grandson. "I can't help but say cool things.

I can't get used to the smugness of this Indian wife just now when she told her son that he had changed many girlfriends.

"Eh, how do you talk little girl?" Mrs. Yin became dissatisfied with me, "How can a man get pregnant like a woman and spread the word?" ā€

She said and cried again: "Pity my son so well, pregnancy is a woman's business, why does God torture my son so much!" ā€

"Then you have to think about it, why God, punish your son alone." Qiu Shiren said coldly, "Come over when you figure it out." ā€

He's going to get her out.

"Master Qiu, you can't do this, you have to save my son!" When Mrs. Yin saw the Qiu poet standing up, she actually slid off the stool and knelt down directly towards the Qiu poet.

"Your son is good, your son is pitiful, God will compensate him, don't ask for it from my side." Qiu sneered, avoiding Mrs. Yin's hand trying to grab his pants.

He was ready to throw her out.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yin suddenly took out an old piece of land, which could be broken at any time, and presented it to Qiu Shishi: "You promised my mother, you owe our family a favor, do you remember?" I don't want anything else, I just want you to save my son! ā€

Qiu Shishi was stunned, and then asked, "Your surname is Huang?" ā€

Mrs. Yin felt that there was a play, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, you, do you remember?" ā€

The corners of Qiu Shishi's mouth pulled down self-deprecatingly, and he shook his head slightly: "I remember your mother, she is very good, but it's a pity that the blessings she has accumulated have been wasted by her own children and grandchildren." ā€

As he spoke, he pulled back the rune paper in Mrs. Yin's hand: "Leave the address." ā€

"W-...... you"

"I'll go over and have a look in the evening."

"Oops." Mrs. Yin was happy, and she didn't care that the talisman that had been treasured by her old mother for many years was taken back by the poet Qiu, she only thought about saving her son.

"Qu You, send off."

Qu You jumped down the stairs in one breath, because the stairs were behind Mrs. Yin, so she didn't see this scene, only turned around, and was startled by Qu You, who was standing silently behind her, but before she could scold anything, Qu You had already grabbed her back collar and lifted her fat feet off the ground, like a robot picking up goods, with her arms straight ahead, hanging her and hanging her out of the door.

When Qu You came back, she looked towards the stairs, and Xiaobao, who was hiding at the corner of the stairs, secretly gave her a thumbs up.

Noticed that I saw him and wanted to retract it.

"Stop! Come down, what are you doing there! ā€

Xiao Bao Qi Ai Ai walked down, twisted his little hand and came to me, looking at me with innocent eyes.

I deliberately kept a straight face: "What did you do with Sister Qu You in the morning?" ā€

"Xiaobao didn't do anything, Xiaobao is doing his homework." His voice snapped back to me.

I pointed my finger at his nose: "Hey, you're still lying, did you teach Sister Qu You something?" ā€

Otherwise, how could Qu You use that method to throw people out, this girl was in a remote village when she was alive, and after her death, she turned into a zombie and was in the isolated Wuqu Village Chaonan Road, which can be said to be a very pure girl.

Xiaobao flattened his mouth aggrievedly: "I teach my sister to speak, how pitiful my sister can't speak." ā€

I looked at him suspiciously: "How was it taught?" ā€

He stopped talking, his eyes drifting.

I pretended to be vicious and said, "Did you peek at TV?" ā€

"I didn't," he retorted aloud, "I was letting my sister learn to speak." ā€

"Watching TV and learning to talk?"

"She's going to have to see what others have to say!"

Me: "......" was speechless.

Qiu Shishi snorted coldly, Qiu Xiaobao's shoulders shrank in fear, and his mouth was closed, Qiu Shishi would not be polite to him: "You have learned to lie to your mother, right, punish you for writing big characters in the afternoon." ā€

The so-called big characters, brush words!

Xiaobao immediately wailed, and cleverly coquettished me, I ignored him, went into the kitchen to cook, the child lay on the sofa and pretended to cry, crying that his mother didn't love him anymore, his father didn't love him anymore, the black egg didn't love him anymore, and Sister Qu You didn't love him anymore...... He cried all over again.

Qiu Shishi snorted coldly again, he obediently got up, and followed Qiu Shishi to the study.

Poor baby, why is it so funny?

After it got dark, Qiu Shiren stuffed Xiaobao's black egg and Qu You into his beard.

The beautiful beard looked aggrieved: "You always let me help you watch the child, and then I not only have to watch the child, but also have to watch your pet, now I not only have to watch the child and watch the pet, I also have to help you watch the little wife?" ā€

Qiu Shishi crossed his eyes: "Are you blind, this is your daughter!" ā€

Me: "......"

Beard: "......"

When he took me away, he sneered and threw a sentence at his beard: "Don't mess around, Dad doesn't want you as a son-in-law yet!" ā€

After the two of us got in the car, I squinted at him: "Daughter? ā€

He said nonsense seriously: "Now that my daughter is more valuable, whoever takes a fancy to him in the future will have no choice but to pay a dowry of millions or millions." ā€

He can make this money by casually showing people feng shui.

I looked ahead seriously: "It is said that my daughter was my father's lover in my previous life." ā€

He drove as if he hadn't heard, and after about ten seconds, he quickly called Beard: "I just said something wrong. ā€

"Huh?"

"That's not my daughter."

"Huh??"

"That's your daughter."

"When did Lao Tzu have a daughter?"

"I just helped you recognize it."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

"Goodbye."

The phone hung up, ending all the growls of the beard in that goodbye.

Ask the beard about his rage index at this time!

The above is just a joke between acquaintances, and there is no disrespect for Qu You.

And these relaxed atmospheres, after arriving at the Yin family, disappeared without a trace.

I was serious and serious like a real assistant, following behind Qiu Shishi, but I was almost carrying a briefcase, Qiu Shishi walked in front of him, and was invited into the house by Mrs. Yin, who was waiting outside early.

As soon as I entered, I felt uncomfortable, obviously the lights were brilliant, and there were a few servants and bodyguards in the hall in addition to the master's house, and I felt that there was a yin aura surrounding here.

"Master Qiu," a tall, strong, and fat man walked over first, his face was full of flesh, fierce and vicious, much like a legendary bully, wearing a silk shirt and a belt on the top of his trousers, which made his big belly protrude, and he laughed as if he was threatening you for protection money, "It's great that you can come here, as long as you can save my son, money is not a problem." ā€

Qiu Shishi didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and the disgust was even worse than that of Mrs. Yin, so he chose to ask Mrs. Yin in a compromise: "What about Ling Lang?" ā€

Mrs. Yin, who hadn't read much, was reminded by the maid to know that Ling Lang meant her son, and hurriedly said, "Upstairs, he is now unable to move, can you go up and take a look?" ā€

What inconvenience can there be when pregnant, it's not her mother, she is reluctant to suffer a little bit for her son, I have also seen pregnant women with big bellies still do any work, a big man, is it so delicate?

Qiu Shiren probably didn't want to waste time thinking about this, so he agreed, and followed Mrs. Yin upstairs, Boss Yin was a little unhappy to lose face, but at this moment he wouldn't be able to get along with us, and finally took his bodyguards upstairs with us.

In a luxurious bedroom, a man was lying on the bed wailing, because he was lying on his side with his back to the door, I didn't see his face, but when he saw someone coming in, he immediately grabbed the quilt and covered himself, probably afraid to see anyone.

There was also a very beautiful woman sitting next to the bed, who was serving him virtuously, not to mention serving tea and water, and wiping his sweat with a warm towel from time to time, taking care of him meticulously.

But Mrs. Yin didn't seem to be satisfied, so she walked over and scolded, saying that she was drinking the water when it was cold, that her towel was not wrung out, that her son was easy to get sick when she wiped it, and that she couldn't do anything well because she was clumsy.

I saw that the woman cowered to the side and didn't even dare to refute a word, and asked out loud, "Is this your daughter-in-law?" ā€

"How can it," Mrs. Yin looked down on the woman, "It's just that she has been in contact with my son, so she wants to follow my son with a dead face, maybe my son is led by her." ā€

The woman had already gotten up and stood aside, and after hearing Mrs. Yin's words, she lowered her head in embarrassment.

I glanced at the man who could see the big belly on the bed covered with a quilt, and said, "Your son is like this, and you can still have such a beautiful woman with him, are you still not satisfied?" ā€