Ye Qingqing dared not move, remaining motionless in her upright position, wondering if it would bounce again. The previous movement was too light, and she wasn't sure if it was fetal movement. However, when she chatted with other expectant mothers during her prenatal checkup, they said their fetal movements were continuous, sometimes lasting for ten minutes or more, like Nezha causing havoc in the womb, exhausting the mothers.

Now she doesn't have any other high expectations for the little rascal in her belly. She just hopes that he can move around more, at least like a normal baby, instead of being like a salted fish, not moving at all from morning to night.

Every time Ye Qingqing hears a group of expectant mothers chatting in the hospital, and hears those women proudly and excitedly talking about how naughty their babies are, she feels quite sad. Those women may complain, but they are actually very proud. The fact that their baby can move means that the baby is healthy, lively and smart. Which mother wouldn't be happy?

But her family's...

Ye Qingqing felt heartbroken whenever she thought about it, and now she felt even more heartbroken.

Because she had been bending over for so long, and the little rascal still hadn't moved, her back was aching from bending over.

"Hey, move a little more! You're so light, I know whether you're just talking nonsense or trying to greet me. Let me tell you, that last little movement doesn't count. Have you not eaten or do you just not want to move? I eat so many supplements every day, and they all go to you. The doctor said you weigh at least eight pounds, how could you be so weak... I think you're just lazy..."

Ye Qingqing was furious. She muttered to herself for a long time about how light the movement was. How was she supposed to know if it was fetal movement? Other people's fetal movements were like Nezha stirring up the sea, but hers was even quieter than a fart.

Oh dear, she's so angry!

I talked to the little rascal in my belly for ages, my mouth was dry from talking, but there was still no movement. It was like I was a general who would sleep as long as you made a fuss.

"Qingqing, what's wrong now?"

Lin Shufang brought over a bowl of steaming chicken soup, and from a distance, you could hear the girl muttering to herself.

"I was disciplining that little brat. I just scolded him, and he seemed to understand, he moved slightly. I told him to move again, but well, he's like he's deaf, he just won't move... I'm so angry... Mom, was Lu Mo like this before? I can already imagine his miserable life in the future!"

Ye Qingqing got angrier and angrier as she talked. In the early stages of her pregnancy, she was full of wonderful dreams about raising a baby. Now... well, she just wanted to return the baby to where it came from, and not let it stay in her belly.

Lin Shufang found it amusing and scolded, "Don't talk about death or life, it's bad luck. Amo was naughty when he was little too. What child isn't naughty? A motionless person is like a wooden doll..."

Halfway through her sentence, Lin Shufang suddenly fell silent, looking awkwardly at Ye Qingqing's belly, which was completely still!

Ye Qingqing's face fell instantly, and she wailed, "It's all over, it's all over! My baby is like a wooden doll, what am I going to do now? Mom... I want to return him/her, I don't want to have him/her anymore..."

Lin Shufang was both amused and exasperated, and gently comforted him, "It's not even born yet. Maybe it will make your head ache from all the noise later. You'll be hoping for some peace and quiet. Come on, drink your chicken soup. Don't say things like that again. An eight-month-old baby can understand what adults are saying. If you say things like that, my grandson will be sad."

Ye Qingqing sniffed and said irritably, "I was worried to death but he didn't care. I'm not going to care about him anymore. I won't drink the chicken soup, I'll let this little brat starve to death!"

You're drinking so much nourishing soup and you're still not moving? What's the point of drinking it?