People began to give the aunt ideas in a rambling manner.

A flash of color flashed in the eyes of ginger wine.

It's really easy to feel uncomfortable in this kind of scene.

These people, they don't see the pale, smiling pregnant women, and they don't care if the young baby wants to be touched.

They just want to do what they like and dislike.

If you are slightly dissatisfied, you will rely on "experience" to point fingers.

Evokes some memories that ginger wine thought it had forgotten.

"I'm afraid this kid wants to sleep with his eyes drooping?"

"It's not good at this time, the time for the child to fall asleep for the first time after birth is important! If you just go to sleep like this, you won't be able to become a talent in the future! ”

"Really?"

"Then there can be a fake." The woman who spoke had an exaggerated expression, "Our hometown, our children and grandchildren are passed down like this, the child's mother, you listen to me, let the baby wake up a little, let's change the time and go to sleep." ”

Ginger wine is too lazy to complain about this kind of vulgar tradition, and it is a foul smell in the face.

But the man still looks like "I'm good for you" and doesn't give up.

The woman on the hospital bed politely refused: "I don't think these are important, it would be nice if the child could grow up safely and happily." ”

"Ouch, what do you know, we are all handed down by the older generation, let me tell you that it works!" Seeing that her opinion was rejected, Madame's face was a little unbearable, and she persuaded bitterly, "Don't think my wife is verbose, I didn't see that your mother-in-law's family had a good relationship with our family, so I took the trouble to remind you." ”

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't care about this kind of thing!"

If it continues, it will rise to the point where she is ignorant and the contradiction between the two families.

Jiang Jiu raised his eyes and saw the helplessness of the woman's eyes.

"Then you say, what should I do?"

Seeing that what she said was recognized and valued, the smile returned to the woman's face.

I saw her take out a slender rope from the backpack she was carrying and wrap it around dozens of times.

"You, wrap this rope around the child, if she wants to sleep, you can pull this rope......"

The woman's face turned pale: "How can this work!" Isn't this strangling my child? ”

"This kid doesn't know pain, it doesn't matter."

The woman held the rope in her hand, approaching the mother and daughter step by step, and kept chattering: "We are elders for your good, when your husband was born, his parents were reluctant to let the child fall asleep at an inappropriate time, but now, if you had listened to me, maybe your family would have soared and lived a comfortable life!" ”

"No, don't ......"

Jiang Jiu listened to the woman's voice trembling, and used his big hands to protect his small body in his arms.

"Mothers feel sorry for their children, and we are the same, only now that we lay a good foundation, can our children become successful in the future!" The woman swore an oath, and then gave a look to the people next to her.

The other two, one holding down the mother, and the other quickly snatched the ginger wine from the bed.

"No!"

"Child, mother, just bear with it, Aunt Ping won't harm you!"

"No, that's my child, don't ...... Give her back to me! ”

The struggle tore the wound in her abdomen, and the woman's tears flowed together with blood.

Jiang Jiu opened his eyes as he watched the woman smile and open her swaddling clothes, straighten the rope, and look at her head and body, as if to gauge where to start.

"Baby, it doesn't hurt at all, it'll be fine soon." The woman's eyes were crooked, and she smiled like a full-fledged weasel.

The woman held the ginger wine upright, which was convenient for Aunt Ping to carry out the next binding action.

Aunt Ping was muttering something in her mouth, while comparing the rope, and after measuring the length, she planned to wrap the rope around the ginger wine.

"Don't!"

The child's mother was in pain and fainted in bed, but there was no one around to help.

To this day, Jiang Jiu is still thinking about what kind of family will allow a mother to not even have a relative to accompany her after giving birth.

So much so that these evil and crooked people took advantage of the opportunity.

The rough rope was tied to the skin, and without a few movements, the baby's delicate skin was left with a terrifying red mark.

After a while, Jiang Jiu's limbs were tied up by Aunt Ping with thick hemp rope, just like catching chickens in the countryside, tying up their feet, and then to their whole body, not giving the prey a chance to resist.

Ten minutes passed, and the ginger wine had been tied up like a rice dumpling filled with human flesh.

Aunt Ping looked at her "masterpiece", smiled with satisfaction, and stuffed one end of the rope into her mother's hand.

"You hold this head and drag it when the child wants to sleep." Aunt Ping gently advised, like a caring elder.

The mother looked at her child with trembling lips, but when the rope was stuffed into her hand, her face instantly calmed down, and she gently rubbed the hemp rope.

Just as a ray of sunlight slanted through the window of the hospital room and sprinkled on the hospital bed.

The woman on the bed was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, with her head slightly lowered and her eyebrows and eyes gentle.

If you ignore the rope in her hand and the baby tied by hemp rope at the head of the bed, this is the most warm daily scene after thousands of mothers give birth.

Aunt Ping nodded, not feeling anything wrong with the scene in front of her: "This is what a mother looks like." ”

Jiang Jiu watched the attitude of this "cheap mother" change dramatically before and after.

The woman stared at her motionless and asked, "Aunt Ping, when is the right time for Nan Nan to sleep?" ”

Aunt Ping calculated for a while, and then said: "From four to six o'clock in the afternoon, it is best for the child to fall asleep during this time period for the development of future fortunes, and it is best not to sleep for more than four hours." ”

When the words fell, Aunt Ping felt a chill in her back.

She jerked her head to see that there was nothing behind her.

Except for that hospital bed.

The woman was looking at the child with her head down.

Aunt Ping frowned, her gaze moved downward, and she met a pair of cold dark pupils.

She was shocked.

In the blink of an eye, I looked again, but I saw the baby's white and tender cheeks.

Aunt Ping was stunned.

Could it be that she was mistaken?

Ginger closed his eyes and tried to maintain a stable mental state.

On the other side, Aunt Ping was still haunted by the scene just now, doing their job, everything had to be careful, she thought about it, stood up and walked to the woman's side, and said with a smile: "I'll hug the baby, they all hugged it just now, but I haven't yet." ”

The words were addressed to adults.

His eyes were staring at the ginger wine with his eyes closed at the head of the bed.

A child, tied up like this, doesn't cry or make a fuss?

Is it too quiet, or is it ...... Anything else?

Aunt Ping's eyes narrowed, and there was a gloomy malice in her eyes.

"Okay."

The woman nodded obediently, almost obeying Aunt Ping's words, and then sent the ginger wine into Aunt Ping's arms.

Jiang Jiu felt an inquiring gaze roaming back and forth on his face.

"This kid has a really good personality, he doesn't make trouble or make noise, and he knows that he feels sorry for people."