Lethargy, nausea, fatigue, and strong desire, although these signs cannot guarantee that he is definitely pregnant, but the symptoms so similar to those when he was pregnant with Xi Ya really made him think in that direction.
Roger walked to the window sill, lifted the lid, and dug out two stuffed plums. The sweet and sour taste temporarily suppressed the nausea in his throat.
He never thought that he would get pregnant again. After having Xi Ya, he and Anson Anluo have never had any more relationships. Although he has been with all three of them recently, he refuses to use the animal form, except for unconsciousness and Anson. Did Anbu lie to him that time, he had faint doubts in his heart, but the most important thing now is to confirm whether he is pregnant or not. If so, it has been several months. Even if he is not sure about the pregnancy I am proficient and understand that the younger the child, the easier it is to lose it. If the child belongs to Ambu, it has been more than three months. If you delay the time, it will not be easy to get rid of the child silently. Roger Touching the slightly protruding lower abdomen, she was so rational that she was almost cold.
Luo Jie went to Dr. Qing Qiao's place. The family of Qing Qiao Pharmacist lived in the middle of the mountain in the northeast corner of the tribe. There were no other people around, and the environment was quiet and secluded. All herbs.
Pharmacist Qing Qiao's orc partner passed away two years ago, but Pharmacist is very respected in the tribe, no one will force him to find another partner. Pharmacist Qing Qiao's youngest son, Chongtai, looks like he is in his early teens, squatting on the ground He used medicinal herbs to catch insects, saw Luo Jie coming in with Xi Ya in his arms, shouted to the room, and greeted him happily: "Brother Roger, Xi Ya, are you here?" Many people in the tribe Adults think that Roger is cold and don’t often interact with him, but for children, especially the little orcs, Roger is beautiful and can make a lot of things, they like it very much, and they will get together and secretly say that they want to find him in the future. A good female like Roger.
Roger has always been uncomfortable with being too enthusiastic about others, but he has nothing to avoid for a half-grown child, so he took a boomerang from Xi Ya's arms and gave it to him. He grinded it with hardwood when he was free. It doesn’t do much damage. It can hit a small animal or a bird at most. It’s good for children to play with. Xiya is still young and lacks strength, so she can’t even throw it away. go out.
After all, Xi Ya is not yet two years old. Although Luo Jie's family is strict, she still shows a little displeasure when her things are given away.
Roger scratched his chin, and whispered: "I'll make you a better one when I go home." Holding the stage over and over in his hand, with a dazed expression, he put down Xi Ya and said, "Xia, go and talk to Xiao Chongtai. Uncle said how to play."
"What are you tinkering with, Roger?" Pharmacist Qing Qiao saw that Chong Tai threw the wood in his hand under Xi Ya's command, and it flew back.
"A gadget for children, Pharmacist Qing Qiao, I feel a little unwell recently, please show me."
"Okay, come in with me, and I'll take a closer look for you." Unlike other people in the tribe, Pharmacist Qing Qiao really liked Roger. He wasn't very good at interacting with people, but he was quite nice.
Luo Jie turned around and asked Xi Ya, and followed Qing Qiao Pharmacist into the house with complicated feelings.
Pharmacist Qing Qiao took the pulse, asked about her recent physical condition, and finally said with certainty: "That's right, Roger, you are not sick, but you have a baby in your stomach."
Roger was chilling all over, his left hand under the table pressed his right hand hard, and forced a smile: "How long?"
Dr. Qing Qiao got up, brought a bowl of snow-white thin milk fruit from the cabinet in the corner, and said with a smile: "The baby is still young, only about three months old. This is the thin milk fruit I picked in the mountains yesterday. It is fresh. Take it home and eat it." The thin milk fruit is prepared for pregnant females in the tribe, and the sweet and sour milk fruit is very appetizing and good for the body.
Luo Jie pinched his fingers, trying to calm down, not giving himself a chance to waver, and said the plan he had planned before: "Pharmacist Qing Qiao, I have nothing to do at home, can you let me learn some medical skills from you? I can learn some medicinal herbs when I go out, and I can cure a cold and fever by myself.” He knew that a pharmacist couldn’t accept apprentices casually, so he just said to follow along and learn a little bit.
Pharmacist Qing Qiao knew more about his family's affairs. He had three capable orc companions. Roger really didn't need to do anything, nor did he accept apprentices. It didn't matter at all to teach him, so he said: "Okay, come here when you are free. Well, but you are pregnant now, rest more, don't be tired, the days will be long in the future, you can learn whenever you want."
Roger nodded, this is his only way, medical abortion is the safest way now, the orc tribe does not allow aborting children, so pharmacist Qing Qiao will never give him that kind of medicine, so he has to find it himself.
A large stone mortar was placed in the middle of the yard. An Luo was pounding meat, and soybeans were stewing in the pot. Anson was cutting dried red peppers on a wooden pier. They planned to make some chili soybean meat sauce.
"Where have you been, Roger?" An Luo asked with a smile.
"Go out and get some air, where's Ambu?"
"I'm washing the pots in the stream at the back. Just in time, when the weather is not very hot, I can make more sauce and put it in the cellar. It will be ready to eat in a few days."
"Well, I'm a little tired, go back to the room and sleep." He still doesn't know how to face Anbu.
"Brother Anbu said to make your favorite fish balls for lunch today, and I'll call you later." Recently, An Luo didn't pay much attention to Roger's lethargy after getting used to it.
Roger tugged at the corners of his lips, neither saying yes nor bad.
When sleeping at night, Roger offered to sleep next to An Luo. Anbu grabbed his wrist and discussed, "Roger, I want to discuss something with you today, about our ceremony."
"Let's talk about it another day." Roger broke free from his restraint, with an extremely cold attitude.
Anbu was a little confused about this, why something was wrong with Roger, but he didn't think too deeply, and smiled tolerantly: "Well, you go to bed early, and I will tell you tomorrow."
On the second day, Roger spent the whole day with Dr. Qing Qiao, didn't even come back for lunch, and slept with Anson at night. On the third, fourth, and fifth days, not only Anbu, but also Anson and Anson An Luo also noticed that there was a problem between Roger and Anbu. He tried words a few times, but to no avail. Anbu understood Roger's temperament, and he liked to keep everything in his heart. If he didn't want to say anything, no one would pry it. He didn't open his mouth, secretly worried.
"Roger, don't touch that." Pharmacist Qing Qiao saw that Roger was turning over the safflower tea that was drying, and hurried forward to stop it.
Seeing Pharmacist Qing Qiao's attitude, Luo Jie felt a little moved, and asked, "What's wrong with this? Is it poisonous? I think it's okay to move in and out every day."
"It's not poisonous. This kind of safflower tea grows on the edge of the cold water pool. It has cool medicinal properties and the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis is the best. Adding a little to cooking can also improve the freshness. It is a big taboo for pregnant women."
Roger lowered his eyelids to hide the intense look in his eyes, and continued to ask: "It's so powerful, you can't touch it at all?"
Pharmacist Qing Qiao spread it out, grabbed a handful of half-dried powder, rubbed it in his hands, and said: "Usually it will only be effective when you eat it in your mouth, but these are almost dry, and it doesn't matter if you suck this powder into it. Good. You have to be careful in the first few months, let’s go over there, there’s white flower tea over there, it’s mild and nourishing, it’s good for you and your baby.”
A few days later, pharmacist Qing Qiao went out to see a doctor, and only Luo Jie was left, and Chongtai and Xi Ya were the housekeepers. Roger helped to dry the medicinal herbs, and asked for some safflower tea. Chongtai was not very familiar with these herbs, so he agreed casually when he saw what Roger wanted, but he didn't take it seriously, and he didn't talk to himself when he came back. He said that he knew that Ah Mo was not a stingy person, and besides, it was not a big deal to give a little herbal medicine to the tribe.
After Roger came back, he quietly hid the safflower tea in the interlayer of winter clothes in the cabinet. These clothes had just been changed and washed in the sun. They were very dry, and the most important thing was that no one would touch them.
With the abortion medicine, Roger thought he would do it right away, but when the medicine soup was boiled out, he found that he couldn't drink it at all. His hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't even hold the bowl firmly. He picked it up again and again, and put it back again and again. At this time, he hated Anbu very much in his heart. If it wasn't for Anbu, he would not face such a difficult choice now. After he was born, he might never be able to leave here. How could he be willing to kill it, this is his child, even if he deliberately ignored it, he didn't dare to think about it, while struggling, he picked up the bowl of cold medicine.
"Roger, are you home? Why are the windows closed?" Anson came back from working in the field.
Roger was startled, he breathed a sigh of relief, opened the window and poured out the medicine, he comforted himself, the medicine was already cold and its properties were no longer good, and Anson and the others had no time to drink it when they came back.
"Such a smell of medicine, Roger, are you sick?" An Luo came in and asked.
"It's just a headache, nothing serious."
An Luo patted his head, and said without a fever, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say it, don't be bored."
Roger boiled the medicine four times in total, and the fourth time he had already brought the medicine soup to his mouth, there was a gentle thump in his stomach, which completely broke him down.
"Dad, what should I do? Dad, what should I do? I can't stay, but what should I do with the baby in my stomach?" Roger curled up in the corner, clutching his hair in pain. His mother died early, and he and his father They have been dependent on each other for so many years, and now that their father is seriously ill, he can't even stay by his side. Ambu, should be the person who knows him best, why did he do this, why did he let himself become pregnant again? Does he want to keep himself in this way? I can understand but how can I forgive him
"Anbu..."
Luo Jie's condition is very bad recently, and his family members feel it. He often wakes up in a dream at night, and he is obviously alienated from Anbu. He wants to ask Qingqiao pharmacist to show him, but he firmly disagrees.
It was also during this time that some gossip began to spread in the tribe. Zhu Xi refused to find a partner, and Anbu helped send the orcs who came to the door, so many people began to think that Zhu Xi and Anbu were a couple. The two grew up together since they were young, and their relationship has always been good. If Anbu hadn't left the tribe, it wouldn't be Mallow who held the ceremony with Zhu Xi. Now that Mallow has passed away, it seems to be a matter of course for the two to get back together again.
Anbu thought that Roger was feeling uncomfortable after hearing the gossip, so he explained to him: "Roger, I have nothing to do with Zhu Xi, don't you believe me?"
Roger lowered his head to pick the fresh shepherd's purse and dandelions in the shallow basket on his knees, and glanced at him lightly when he raised his head, without answering. He knew that Anbu and Zhu Xi were fine, and he still had confidence in this, but other than that, What else would he believe.
"Why have you lost so much weight recently, let's hold a ceremony, Roger?" Ambu knelt down and touched his face.
Roger pursed his lips, trying his best to suppress the violent agitation in his chest, and held the ceremony? What ceremony can be held
Anbu didn't know what was going on in his heart, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Roger, wait for me, I'll show you something." Turning around and running back to the house, he took a half-meter-long milky white The animal tooth comes out, which is taken from a kind of animal called saber-toothed beast. The male saber-toothed beast is naturally aggressive and extremely brave. The exposed fangs are very sharp. Orcs have always been able to hunt a saber-toothed animal The beast is proud, if the orc can give his female a bone knife polished by a saber-toothed beast during the ceremony, that is almost the best gift.
"I hunted this when I was wandering outside. I originally wanted to give it to you when we held the ceremony. I also carved something on it. I have been working on it for a long time. I can finish it in a few days. You Look, can you see what it is?"
Roger didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he saw his eyes filled with joyful anticipation, he turned his head to take a look, and his heart was slightly moved. The stone house, the lake, the distant mountains, the bamboo forest... What's more, there was a person leaning against a leopard I am sleeping, the carving is not very good, outsiders may only have a rough look, but Roger has experienced it himself, how can he not know, it is far worse than the exquisite bone carvings he saw in modern times, but it can be seen It is very hard to go out.
"I was on the road during the day, and I made something when I stopped at night. I thought I would give it to you when I met..."
"Ambu..." Roger interrupted him in a hoarse voice. He already knew from Anson that Anbu was looking for himself during the two years when he left.
Anbu hugged and patted him on the back, and said softly: "I will finish it soon, and then we will hold a ceremony. When we have a child, I will show it to him and let him know his father How did you meet Ah Mo?"
Speaking of children, Roger closed his eyes, and his heart became cold again. Forgiveness is unforgivable. Forgiveness means another compromise and giving up. He pushed Anbu away and said calmly, "There will be no children."
"What do you mean?" Anbu was confused.
Roger took his hand and put it on his lower abdomen, stared into his eyes, and said coldly word by word: "Here, there was a child three days ago, and I - beat - lost - it."