On the same day, Wu Zhilan went home to ask for her mother's opinion, her mother is a kind-hearted person, looking at her daughter whose eyes were swollen with crying, she thought about it and said, you had better ask Ma Duhe's parents for their opinions on this matter, and make it clear that if they are willing to keep the child in your womb, let their family give you some nutrition money to protect the fetus, if you are not willing to keep it, you will induce labor as soon as possible, and people will suffer if they are late.

Wu Zhilan said, Mom, I can't say this in front of Ma Duhe's parents, and I haven't seen them once. As far as I'm concerned, I want to induce labor.

The mother blinked and said, as far as you are concerned, it is of course better to induce labor than not to induce labor, so as not to affect your friends. The problem is that if you are pregnant with a "Maomao" (child), it is a life, and if you want to induce labor, it is equivalent to killing one life after another, and from the perspective of the yin, this is a sin, and this kind of sin belongs to committing the karma of killing, and it is very serious, and it is easy to be punished.

Wu Zhilan was a little scared and asked her mother what kind of retribution she would suffer, and her mother brought out the case and told her, saying that she knew women in several villages due to the large number of fetal scraping and inducing labor in the early years, and there were several situations, some of them could no longer have children, some of them suffered from gynecological diseases for many years, and they were always incurable, and some of them suffered from breast cancer, and they died seriously.

Mom, I only induce this baby, this will also happen?

Then it is not clear, if you shave a child, it is also killing, if the soul of the baby who has lost the human body does not spare you, and haunts you to always get sick, it will be troublesome.

After listening to her mother's words, Wu Zhilan dispelled the idea of inducing labor. A few days later, she brought the results of the hospital examination with her, and her mother took her to Ma Duhe's mother to find out what she said.

Unexpectedly, his mother Hong Xiaoqing lost her son because of old age, and there was no hope of succession, so she was extremely sad, and she washed her face with tears every day. asked him to give Wu Zhilan a few hundred yuan as a fetal fee, but Ma Feilong was reluctant, saying that he had no money for the time being.

Hong Xiaoqing said that after his son left, those units and individuals who ate in restaurants on credit became sympathetic, and didn't they all consciously send over the money they owed on credit? There are thousands of dollars.

It should be used for other purposes. Ma Feilong said reservedly.

Old man, is it the descendants of the Baoma family that are important, or is it something else? You weigh it! Hong Xiaoqing said dissatisfied.

Wu Zhilan's mother said, if your family does not agree to protect the fetus, our Zhilan will have to induce labor, and she is pregnant with your family's offspring.

In the face of this impasse, Ma Feilong, who had a complicated mind, suddenly figured it out, he looked at Wu Zhilan's mother and said with a smile, I have a concern, why do you say that the baby in your girl's belly belongs to my son? Wu Zhilan's mother was really asked, and listened to him answer, My son has only met your girl once in the town tailor shop, and there is a baby after meeting once, and the ghost doesn't believe it.

Hong Xiaoqing kept nodding his head, secretly blaming himself for being too simple in his mind, thinking that he was still an old man. She immediately took over, yes! Why do you say that the baby in your girl's womb is my son's? Gotta have a voucher!

Mom, let's go! Wu Zhilan didn't want to explain, so she pulled her mother. At this time, she was about to vomit a mouthful of sour water in her mouth, so she ran outside the door to the ditch, bent down and said "aha" to solve it.

Her mother didn't leave immediately, but said, "My girl hasn't talked about a second person yet, but only with your son."

But this statement pales in comparison, and who can believe it? Ma Feilong muttered in his heart.

Hong Xiaoqing said, if the baby in your girl's belly is really my son's, everything is easy to say.

Then get a check-up in the hospital. Wu Zhilan's mother proposed.

OK. Ma Feilong made a statement.

On the morning of the same day, Ma Feilong, Hong Xiaoqing, Wu Zhilan and their mother went to the town to take a ride to the county hospital for examination, and the doctor said that not only the fetus in Wu Zhilan's womb should be examined, but also the father of the fetus, Wu Zhilan's boyfriend Ma Duhe.

But the horse crossing the river is gone. The doctor said that this could not be compared and verified, and they were all dumbfounded.

Just as it was there, a professor suggested that the blood of the fetus's grandparents could also be used as a reference. According to this method, the examination results showed that the fetal NDA parameter value of Wu Zhilan's belly had the same part as that of Ma Feilong and Hong Xiaoqing. There is no doubt that the fetus in Wu Zhilan's womb is the species of the Ma family.

At the moment, the two families were very happy, Ma Feilong was excited, took out a few hundred yuan of money in his pocket to Wu Zhilan to pay for fetal care, and took the initiative to pay the fetal identification and testing fee in the hospital.

Nine months later, Wu Lanzhi gave birth to a baby boy. After the full moon, the Ma family brought him over to raise, and Ma Feilong named him Ma Chengzhi, pinning his hopes on this grandson.

Time flies like a white horse, Ma Chengzhi went from primary school to junior high school and high school, and was not admitted to university, but he has grown up and should learn some skills to make a living. He had never seen his father since he was born, and he didn't know what his father was like, but he had heard that his father Ma Duhe had opened a restaurant and made a lot of money by launching special dishes of wok-paw goose meat, and he was also eager to open a restaurant, first, to inherit his father's business, and secondly, to earn some living expenses through employment.

He told his grandfather about the idea, which was immediately opposed. Grandfather said, your father Ma Du He is engaged in some kind of special dishes of wok-palm goose meat, created too heavy killing karma, failed to die well, you must not follow in your father's footsteps, even if you are poor, don't rely on killing karma to make money, even if you make money, it is not a blessing, but a curse.

Ma Chengzhi didn't quite understand what his grandfather meant, but he believed that it was not a word that harmed him, so he gave up this idea. But he can't be idle, he always has to do something, Ma Chengzhi later engaged in local chicken breeding, and then asked his grandfather's opinion. Grandfather still said, Chengzhi, I don't oppose you, and I don't support you, but I think it's better for you to raise chickens than for your father to chase live geese to the red-hot iron plate.

Ma Chengzhi said, grandpa, don't worry, I won't do such a brutal thing to make money. Grandfather took a puff of paper cigarette and said, That's good.

Then lowered his voice and whispered close to Ma Chengzhi's ear, you know? When your grandmother was alive, she often told me that Gao Hua, who ran a restaurant in the town, was very jealous of your father's business and making money, and always wanted to find your father's fault, but he couldn't find it, and always spread rumors outside and said bad things about your father. Now I don't know what retribution he has received, but one of his hands against him festered for no reason, soaked in blood and pus like a scald in boiling water, and people want to vomit at the sight of it, and it is said that many hospitals have not been able to cure him.

Ma Chengzhi listened, his face was surprised and confused, he said, grandpa, now that medicine is so developed, people's arms are ulcerated, and they can't be cured, it's impossible, right?

The impossible is possible. My grandfather touched Ma Chengzhi's head and said, I am from here, I have lived for such an age, I have seen many things, I think most of the diseases that the hospital can't cure are evil diseases, and there is no way to cure them. It's like a sore that grows on a leg, and the area is not large, not to mention our country, but there is no doctor in the world who can cure it, so there is a ballad that sings:

Seventy-two years; To heal the sores, the sores turned over.

What does that mean? That is to say, if you want to get rid of the sores, everyone is dead. It can be seen that people who suffer from astrintha are all evil diseases. I said that these are all persuasions to you, don't do bad things in the world, as soon as you do bad things, you will feel evil, and if you have evil obstacles, people will not go well, and even your life will be put on the line. Ma Chengzhi thought that this kind of truth could not be explained, but he believed that it was true, so he kept nodding.