Du Ruoli suddenly reacted, stretched out her hand and slashed at her throat, squatted down, and vomited with Xue Jinxin.

While spitting, he said: "Sister Xue, it must be a problem with the piece of cake just now, it tastes musty, and it churns when it enters the belly." ”

Du Ruozhen was clever and shouted from a distance of several people: "Oh, I also shared that piece of bread, I can't do it...... Vomit...... ...... vomit"

Zhou Daya followed closely behind, and also followed the vomit of wow woh.

The partners all vomited, and Du Ruoying also squatted down and began to vomit, vomiting and vomiting, and actually vomited.

When the servants saw that they had eaten something bad, they suddenly lost interest, and turned their faces away, running as far as they could.

Come to think of it, it has been more than two months since the Zhao family was raided, and the female dependents were locked in a dark cell, not eating well and sleeping well. After coming out, I walked all day long, and there was no time for relaxation.

If she is pregnant, let alone a delicate noblewoman, even if she is a peasant woman who works all day, she can't keep it, and she has already turned into a pool of blood.

Therefore, the little daughter-in-law of the Zhao family is really just like everyone else, and she has a bad stomach.

They don't have to keep an eye on it, and they don't have to report it to receive merit.

As soon as the servants left, the Zhao family collectively came back to their senses and looked at Xue Jinxin worriedly. Old Mrs. Zhao glanced at the past, and everyone came back to their senses, no longer looked cautious, and walked by themselves.

The old lady took out a bottle of pills from the small bag she was carrying and gave one to each of the five vomiting people: "Come, stop vomiting, eat it." After eating, sit in the carriage and take a rest, and don't eat anything bad in the future. ”

Du Ruoli and the others made a weak appearance, helped each other to the Zhao family's exclusive carriage, replaced a few elderly people, and sat on it by themselves.

Doing a full set of plays, they are now patients.

Sitting in the crowded carriage, Du Ruoli looked at Xue Jinxin, whose face was pale, and thought to herself What if she was really pregnant?

The saint sentenced the Zhao family's male under the age of seventy to be executed, and when he learned that she was pregnant, it was difficult to say whether he would let her die immediately.

Even if she is allowed to live, the child will not be born. Isn't this still going to kill her?

TMD, what a perverted and dehumane system!

Compared with Du Ruoli's anger and anxiety, Xue Jinxin's performance was calmer.

Whether it's pregnancy or vomiting in general, she accepts it calmly.

This is her life, a life that cannot be escaped.

Leaning her head on Du Ruoli's shoulder, she wanted to rest for a while.

When Du Ruoli saw her appearance, she gradually calmed down and closed her eyes to rest.

Du Ruozhen, Du Ruoying and Zhou Daya had never been in a carriage, and they were a little excited, looking inside for a while, looking outside for a while, but they didn't sleep.

Mrs. Zhao's heart was like frying oil, and nothing had happened on her face, so she followed the team for an hour.

An hour later, I exchanged with the people in the carriage.

Du Ruoli pulled Du Ruozhen and the others out of the car: "Thank you for your pills, we are better, let's get off." ”

Saying that, he weakly held on to the car door and slowly got out of the car.

Good friends are like her, slowly getting out of the car and slowly following the team.

When they left their sight, Mrs. Zhao pressed Xue Jinxin's wrist and began to diagnose the pulse.

When she was idle and bored, she learned a little medical science, and she could look at simple pulses.

After pressing her left hand and her right hand, and pressing it several times, Mrs. Zhao's tears burst out of her eyes.

I used to look forward to my grandson, and I looked forward to my favorite grandson, Brother Rui.

Now the real hope has come, but at such a time.

Oh my God, how should she be!

Xue Jinxin read the pregnancy information from her grandmother's expression, put her hand on her lower abdomen, and smiled infinitely gently.

When did you get pregnant?

Was it the time when Brother Rui went around half of the city to buy dates for her after he got off duty?

Or was it the time when Brother Rui saw her in the bitter summer and accompanied her to stay in Zhuangzi?

Or go back to her parents' house with her, in her former boudoir?

After five years of marriage, Qiao'er is three years old, and their husband and wife are still the same as when they first got married, so that she really doesn't know which time she was pregnant.

It doesn't matter which time, the important thing is that she is pregnant with Brother Rui's flesh and blood again.

This is the thought he left for her, she wants to give birth to the child and raise it well. Both men and women are educated well and become people as good as Brother Rui.

Mrs. Zhao quickly made a decision, and shook her head at Xue Jinxin: This child can't be wanted, so take it quietly.

She wants her great-grandson, wants to leave a root for the Zhao family, and she is about to go crazy.

But she hopes that her granddaughter-in-law is alive and that everyone is alive.

If the ancestors of the Zhao family want to blame, blame her, it was she who betrayed the ancestors and broke the only thought of the Zhao family.

Xue Jinxin looked at the old grandmother pleadingly, and shook his head lightly: No, this is Brother Rui's flesh and blood, I will desperately give birth to him, and beg my grandmother to fulfill it.

The old lady was unmoved, and her expression was extremely firm: No, there is no discussion about this matter.

Xue Jinxin's rare disobedience: The child is mine, and no one wants to take it away unless I die.

Old Mrs. Zhao sighed in her heart, just take your time. Whoever changes this matter will not agree immediately.

She is also a mother and understands what it means to be a mother.

Du Ruoli and the others left the carriage and continued to wade through the water on foot. She whispered to her good friend that she had a bad stomach today, and said this to everyone. Whatever else you guess, it's rotten in your heart, and you can't say it, let alone meddle with it.

She has done everything she can do, and even overdone. For the rest, if you can't do anything about it, you should not know.

It was raining, the ground was flooded, and the team had only advanced five miles, ten miles slower than originally planned, from the hour to the hour, for a full three hours.

Everyone was exhausted, and there was a 73-year-old man in the Zhao family who fell headlong into the water and never got up again.

The Zhao family collectively stopped, dug pits, dug up the soil, put on the best clothes for the old man, and buried him decently.

Ji Tong was furious and urged the team to go quickly and not to delay time. The Zhao family is collectively deaf and still goes their own way. I was whipped and bloodied, but I still had to do what I had to do.

Ji Tong was so angry, and he couldn't really do anything with them. When the time comes, I won't be able to pay it, and the opportunity to make a lot of money will be gone!

He threw down the whip and found himself under the stairs: "Since you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless, the Zhao family's lunch is gone today, and dinner is gone, so be hungry." The rest of the people waited and rested in place. ”

As soon as they heard about the break, the rest of the people hurriedly found a place to put their luggage, put it and stepped forward to help the Zhao family, digging a pit, digging a pit and digging the soil, and cutting a tree to order the simplest coffin for him.

During the process, Du Ruoli kept looking at the patriarch Du Changxing.

The Zhao family is a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, and they can still resist the errand and give their dead relatives a decent look. Why can't the Du family?

The original parents died, and the mother was in labor on the road, and she didn't get any stop to take care of her, is it that the patriarch has no blood and no appeal?