Chapter 229 Giving birth

Author: Xifeng

On a night when there was only wind but no rain, and it was so cold that people's scalps were numb, Zhao Bin called and said that Ren Suqiu had been diagnosed, not anorexia, but depression.

Jiang Lu, who was holding the phone, could not calm down the complicated emotions in her heart for a long time. She recalled the process of getting acquainted with Ren Suqiu from beginning to end, from the time when the two became friends to when she got married and she wanted to be the godmother of her child.

Jiang Lu thought seriously and carefully whether he had "a share of credit" for Ren Suqiu's depression.

She thought of that time when Ren Suqiu asked her seriously what fun it was to get married, but she didn't answer her. She regretted it afterwards. She should have been given hope. At least her marriage to Zhou Chunhe felt that it was relatively satisfactory.

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Another time, Ren Suqiu said with a smile that it didn't matter whether she liked it or not. Regardless of whether she liked it or not, she was going to get married. Since her parents liked it and everyone was happy, what did it matter whether she liked it or not?

But why did such a cheerful and optimistic person become depressed?

Jiang Lu couldn't figure it out, so she asked Zhao Bin, but Zhao Bin only responded silently.

Ren Suqiu refused treatment at first and was very emotional. She said she was fine and still participated in walking races every day, but she ate less and less. When Jiang Lu saw her for the last time, her cheeks were sunken and she was thin.

It's scary.

Who would have imagined that a person weighing 160 pounds would lose weight to more than 90 pounds in less than a year.

She just doesn't talk or eat, and everything else looks normal.

Jiang Lu was anxious to get angry. She had blisters in her mouth and dense blisters in her nose. The doctor saw that she had a big belly and did not dare to give her any stimulating medicine. He only told her not to be anxious to get angry.

But she always felt that Ren Suqiu's incident had something to do with her, and she blamed herself. She should have noticed it earlier and gave her hope.

When there was still one month left before the due date, Jiang Lu went to see Ren Suqiu again. By this time, she had already started receiving medication and was extremely thin and pale.

"Does it still count if I agreed to be my child's godmother?" Jiang Lu said with a smile.

Ren Suqiu moved her shoulders and looked at the bleak scenery outside the window, "It counts, why doesn't it count?"

"That's good. You need to eat more. It takes a lot of strength to hold the baby."

"How much more can a doll weigh?" Ren Suqiu didn't care.

"She will grow up, and she won't always be so small." Jiang Lu added.

Ren Suqiu fell into silence for a long time. It wasn't until Jiang Lu was about to leave that she suddenly asked, "Are you going to drink tea?"

Jiang Lu left Ren Suqiu's house as if fleeing, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Zhao Bin chased her out and comforted her, "Don't get excited, it will affect the child."

Jiang Lu wiped her tears and said, "You have to take good care of her. If it doesn't work here, go to a bigger city to find a better doctor."

"Don't worry, I'm preparing to take her to Beijing."

"That's fine. The technology there is advanced, so I'm sure it will be promising."

A month later, Zhao Bin took Ren Suqiu to Beijing. On the night of their departure, Jiang Lu had a stomachache and was sent to the hospital overnight by Zhou Chunhe.

When the nurse came to verify her identity, Zhou Chunhe lied and falsely reported her name. When the nurse saw that the pregnant woman's amniotic fluid had broken, she quickly called a doctor.

This time, Jiang Lu didn't suffer at all, just like when she was pregnant with this child. Her amniotic fluid broke just after entering the hospital, and she gave birth in less than an hour. Before Mrs. Zhou arrived, she was happy to be a nurse again, but this sense of participation

It's really not strong.

"What happened?" This was the first thing Mrs. Zhou asked.

"Hey, girl." Zhou Chunhe couldn't close his mouth.

Mrs. Zhou put her hands together and chanted "Amitabha, God bless you."

Zhou Tian didn't quite understand the situation, he could only see his father and grandmother being as happy as idiots, especially his father, who was grinning to the sky.

"Dad, where's mom?" Zhou Tian waited and saw his mother being pushed in, but didn't see her come out.

"Inside." Zhou Chunhe looked at the door eagerly, wondering why the nurse hadn't taken his daughter out yet.

"What are you doing inside?" Zhou Tian was very curious, and the two closed doors gave him endless associations.

"Giving birth to a sister." Zhou Chunhe simply replied.

"What is sister?" Zhou Tian continued to ask.

"Sister is just sister, no matter what." Zhou Chunhe was already a little impatient.

"What's not what?" Zhou Tian persisted.

"I...stop talking!" Zhou Chunhe shouted.

Zhou Tian looked at his father with big eyes, "I want my mother! I want my mother!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou quickly put her grandson into her arms and said, "My son is good, my mother is giving birth to my sister in there, so she came out."

It's really strange. Didn't he already have a sister in April? Why did another sister pop up? It's really strange.

Jiang Lu finally came out, and Zhou Chunhe greeted him, with the corners of his mouth raised high, but his eyes full of tears: "Thank you for your hard work!"

The next day, people from the street came over. Zhou Chunhe had already planned. He took the staff and stuffed them first with cigarettes and then with candies. He apologized profusely, saying that it was all an accident and it was really not intentional.

The so-called cannibalism is short-tongued. It was probably not the first time that the comrade in charge saw this situation. He said sternly, "Anyway, it violates the policy, and you will have to pay a fine."

This is what Zhou Chunhe was waiting for, "We all agree that we should be punished. I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

It was the first time that these people saw someone being fined so neatly and they were so happy that they couldn't get angry. They completed the relevant procedures and left with their things.

Zhou Yun was born on the eighth day of February, 1991, and Zhou Chunhe must give her a nickname, Duoduo. He said that he had been thinking about this name for a long time, and he felt that his daughter would be as beautiful as a flower.

Jiang Lu glanced at him, "How dare you think about it for so long and just come up with this?" But he still agreed to him. He really liked his daughter so much. He couldn't bathe, dress, or change diapers, except for breastfeeding.

After Duo Duo didn't sleep at night, he held her in circles in the room. Originally, he asked Fengxian to come over temporarily to take care of Jiang Lu and her daughter. Later, Fengxian didn't care about Duo Duo at all. She only needed to give Jiang Lu a month-end.

Just a sub meal.

He got what he wanted, but Zhou Chunhe is like this. From now on, he no longer has to envy Shengrong, he also has a daughter.

Unlike Zhou Chunhe, Jiang Lu paid more attention to his son Zhou Tian. He was afraid that he would have sequelae of the second child, so every day Jiang Lu would spare at least an hour to spend time with Zhou Tian.

Zhou Tian has entered the first grade, and daily homework has become his number one enemy in life.

That day, Jiang Lu watched Zhou Tian do his homework. The teacher assigned him to write the word "Tu" and asked him to write in pinyin. Jiang Lu saw that Zhou Tian's writing was just okay, but when he looked at the pinyin, he felt a mouthful of old blood.

I almost vomited it out when I saw Zhou Tian writing: t5, and the third tone was clearly marked on 5.

"Zhou Tian, ​​is this what your teacher taught you?" Jiang Lu asked reluctantly.

Zhou Tiansha nodded seriously, "That's it."

"Are you sure that's the case?"

"That's it." Zhou Tian was very sure.

Jiang Lu thought, what went wrong, allowing this child to be so blindly confident!

As a result, she spent an hour correcting Zhou Tian's pinyin of "Tu". At first Zhou Tian refused to believe her mother, thinking that what she wrote was correct.

After calming down, Jiang Lu persuaded herself and said with a smile, "Son, Qingming Festival is coming soon. Do you know what Qingming Festival is for?"

"Mom, I can make a sentence using Qingming Festival!" Zhou Tian said excitedly.

Jiang Lu's eyes were filled with joy, "Okay, then you can make up a sentence."

"Mom, I wish you a happy Qingming Festival!"

Jiang Lu: "..."

"Mom, did I do a good job?" Zhou Tian waited for Jiang Lu's praise.

"Okay, okay, but don't do it like this next time."

"Why, when Dad comes back, I still want to wish Dad a Happy Tomb-Sweeping Day."

Jiang Lu quickly covered her son's mouth, "No, you don't want it!"
Chapter completed!