"OK."
Ding Baoyi risked her life to accompany her best friend today, started the car and started on the road.
"I think if you have really suffered from frostbite, it means that Aunt Qiao can feel your pulse accurately. Since the hospital's instruments are not reliable, just trust her once and let her take care of your body and try to get pregnant as soon as possible. Have a baby, this woman, when it’s time to take care of her, she has to—”
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Ding Baoyi changed her words because she saw Yan Nian crying.
Yan Nian raised his hand and touched his face, wondering what was going on. He cried again, several times, but the tears made no impression at all.
"I don't know, I just suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I had really suffered from frostbite, and there was a very important person, very important, very important..."
Yan Nian repeated these three words, and Ding Baoyi was confused.
"Who is important, Jiang Ting?"
"It's not Jiang Ting."
Yan Nian said no more.
Jiang Ting is Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiangbeiyuan is naturally very important to her.
There is no doubt about this.
If it is true that the old Chinese doctor said that she was infertile because of a cold in the uterus, then in this case, there is no accuracy in getting pregnant. The problem of uterine cold cannot be detected, and even if the uterine cold is cured, the child will not be able to get pregnant. have.
turn out to be.
The ten percent she thought was impossible suddenly landed on her head.
Yan Nian closed his eyes.
Snow suddenly fell outside, and the snow whizzed all the way down to the bottom of her heart. It was bitingly cold and froze her completely.
…
The car stopped in front of Yan Nian's hometown.
Ma Xueyan was playing cards with others at home.
The floor heating was on at home and there was beer lamb on the table, which she really enjoyed.
When several middle-aged women saw Yan Nian coming, they thought Jiang Beiyuan was behind them. Remembering the man's violence last time, they were so frightened that they fled away without taking their bags.
Ma Xueyan was also frightened. She quickly packed the card table and looked at Yan Nian with her body trembling, "I, I didn't bother you much. What are you doing here again?"
Yan Nian stepped across the scattered card table without saying a word, put his hands on the table and looked straight at Ma Xueyan.
"I want to know if I got frostbite when I was a kid?!"
“…”
Ma Xueyan's eyelids twitched fiercely.
"I-I don't know!"
"How could you not know that you are my mother?! Do you know that I can't conceive a child now? I am only 23 years old, but the traditional Chinese medicine doctor said that my uterus is so cold that it freezes three feet away. Why is this happening? Will I be pregnant for the rest of my life? Can’t be a mother anymore?!”
"Don't ask me! I'm not your mother. How do I know?"
Ma Xueyan waved her hand irritably.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Nian was stunned, and his eyes narrowed twice.
Ding Baoyi, who was behind him, also froze and looked at Ma Xueyan in surprise.
The words that are blurted out are like water that is thrown out and can never be taken back.
Seeing that she could no longer hide the matter, Ma Xueyan pursed her lips, looked at Yan Nian, and spoke in a depressed tone...
"I'm not your biological mother. Your biological mother had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to you. She died in the hospital not long after you were born. Your father married me again and asked me to be nice to you and said he could pay off my debt. That At that time, I had a lot of debt from gambling. If someone offered me money, I certainly had no reason not to accept it... "
Ma Xueyan paused as she spoke, her eyes rarely tinged with sadness and desolation.
She got married purely for money, so she was willing to be a cheap mother.
But after getting married, Yan Yuming was really nice to her.
There has never been a man who was as gentle and considerate to her as Yan Yuming. Although she knew that his kindness to her was just a superficial disguise. He just wanted to give his daughter a complete home.
(End of chapter)