Zhao Xiulian felt a little embarrassed when she saw that she had vomited the chicken soup.

"I know you have a problem with me, but you can't do this."

Yang Lu quickly explained, "Mom, my stomach is a little upset, let's drink it another day."

She didn't directly embarrass him.

Zhao Xiulian's face darkened; she felt that the woman was deliberately refusing to drink, and she angrily took the bowl away.

"If you won't drink it, I will."

She cooked it for two hours and it's done, how can we waste it!

To her surprise, after gulping it down, she realized something was wrong—it was way too salty.

She suddenly remembered that when she was adding salt, she had been keeping an eye on when they would return, running out to check several times and adding salt twice.

Gao Baoliang saw that she had vomited, and immediately understood what was going on. He coldly said to her:

"Mom, please don't cook for Lulu anymore. It's not good if she doesn't eat well and it hurts the baby."

These words were harsh, and Zhao Xiulian felt bad after hearing them. She picked up her bowl and left in anger.

Unable to please Yang Lu with food, she then turned to children's clothes.

She went to the store and bought some tools and some fabric to make clothes for her child.

Gao Baoliang thought it was good that she had something to do, so he acquiesced to her behavior.

At least, Yang Lu no longer has to drink overly sweet chicken soup.

That day, it was time for her prenatal checkup again, and she and Gao Baoliang had arranged to go to the hospital for the examination.

Zhao Xiulian insisted on following him no matter what.

Gao Baoliang said there was no room in the car, so she didn't hesitate to call a three-wheeled vehicle to follow them.

"Don't ask the doctor about the baby's gender."

Gao Baoliang reminded her when she entered the hospital.

Zhao Xiulian nodded with a smile: "I know, I know, I won't let them make mistakes."

She followed Yang Lu with small, quick steps, and because she was a woman, she was able to enter the ultrasound room smoothly.

Yang Lu took off her shoes, lay down on the bed, and lifted the clothes covering her stomach so the doctor could examine her.

The doctor moved the probe across her stomach after applying lubricant.

Looking at her round belly, Zhao Xiulian smiled and sighed.

"With such a round belly, it must be a boy."

The doctor frowned slightly as he listened to her speak.

"Family members, please remain silent."

Zhao Xiulian, who had been talking to herself, chimed in and asked:

"Doctor, I need to prepare clothes for my child. Do you think pink or blue would be better?"

The doctor snorted, "I think yellow is nice; both boys and girls can wear it."

Zhao Xiulian choked. Why are the doctors here so old-fashioned? In the countryside, the doctors would have said so long ago.

She then asked, "Should I name my child Gou Dan (Dog Egg) or Cuihua (Cuihua)?"

Before the doctor could answer, Yang Lu became angry.

"Mom, do you want the child to have the same name as my sister-in-law?"

The doctor, growing impatient, said in a cold tone:

"Please have your family members wait outside. Don't disrupt our work."

Zhao Xiulian had no choice but to leave the consultation room dejectedly.

After she came out, she saw Gao Baoliang and suggested to him that they go to a small clinic outside, where they would definitely be able to find out the answer.

“They don’t have ultrasound scans, how could they possibly know!” Gao Baoliang refuted her idea.

Zhao Xiulian became anxious: "How could I not know? There's an old Chinese medicine doctor back home who can tell whether someone is a boy or a girl just by feeling their pulse."

Many people pay him to determine the sex of their child, and if he's wrong, he'll refund their money!

Gao Baoliang sighed and remained silent.

Since the fetus can have two sexes anyway, there's a 50% chance of guessing blindly. If you guess right, you get paid; if you guess wrong, you get your money back. So he still makes a profit!

She can't even see through this little trick. My mother seems shrewd, but she's actually a complete fool.

“No, if you keep making trouble like this, I’ll go back to my hometown.”

Gao Baoliang finally uttered those outrageous words.

Zhao Xiulian immediately covered her face, filled with grief and indignation, and cursed him as an ingrate who had forgotten his mother after getting a wife.

With that, she left, feeling ashamed and indignant.

Unexpectedly, she went to a pavilion outside the hospital to calm her agitated emotions and ran into Jiang Rou.

At this moment, Jiang Rou was emaciated and looked like a skeleton, except for her bulging belly, making her look just like an African refugee.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Xiulian asked with concern:

"You're here for a prenatal checkup too, right? Why is no one here with you?"

Jiang Rou smiled wryly. Sister Hong was busy with her business, and everyone else had things to do, so she had to do it herself.

The doctor just finished the examination and found that the fetus was too small, so he still advised her to terminate the pregnancy.

If she doesn't get rid of it soon, her life will be in danger.

Jiang Rou felt that she had already suffered for so long, so she didn't care about the last few months. She could just grit her teeth and get through it.

At this moment, Gao Baoliang and Yang Lu came out hand in hand, looking very affectionate. Zhao Xiulian glanced at them and curled her lips in disapproval.

Just as he was about to get up, Jiang Rou stopped him.

"You know them?"

Zhao Xiulian said calmly, "My son and his wife, these young people nowadays, they have no manners at all, no respect for the elderly or care for the young..."

While she was still complaining, Jiang Rou grasped the key point.

It turns out that the old woman was Gao Baoliang's mother, and she was very dissatisfied with them.

She couldn't help but deliberately sow discord:

"Your son probably doesn't really mean to treat you like this. It must be your daughter-in-law who instigated it. She's bound to follow the example of the people around her!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiulian thought to herself that Yang Lu's best friend should be Jiang Ning.

This Jiang Ning, when she's at home, I've never seen her do a single chore; she's a lazy bum.

Yang Lu must have learned it from her.

"Girl, talking to you has made me feel much better. Where do you live? I can chat with you again in the future."

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