Yun Jin transmigrated into a book. She has no cheat, no space, and is about to experience death with her child, starting from hell.
The female lead from the book is eyeing her husband, waitin...
Mother He swallowed this bitter pill and didn't bother arguing with the old woman.
Yun Jin was worried about Li Aimei, so in the afternoon she took He's mother and the ever-present He Ziqian to the hospital to see Li Aimei, wondering how she was doing today.
Yun Jin told He's mother that Zhang's mother was a bit unreasonable and liked feudal superstitions.
Mrs. He: "I didn't get to explore the streets enough before!"
Yun Jin thought so too.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Li Aimei underwent a cesarean section. Unlike a vaginal delivery, the incision was so large and deep that she would definitely need to rest in bed, and the baby would be difficult to care for.
When they arrived at the ward, Li Aimei was resting alone in bed; neither the child nor Zhang Qingwei and his mother were there.
Li Aimei winced in pain. When she saw someone coming, and realized it was He's mother and the others, she tried to sit up.
Mother He immediately stopped her: "Lie down and rest properly. You've suffered. Don't move around. You need to take good care of yourself."
"Why did you come all this way on such a cold day? Grandma even had to make the trip." Li Aimei said apologetically.
Mother He shook her head: "Why didn't you come to see me when you gave birth? These are eggs I brought for you. Eat more nutritious food during your postpartum period."
Li Aimei looked at the large basket of eggs that Mother He had brought out, which looked to be over a hundred.
Yun Jin also brought malted milk powder, brown sugar, white sugar, and red dates, all of which are good for the body.
In addition, there are two brand new sets of baby clothes, both made of pure cotton, soft and gentle on the skin.
"Sister-in-law, you've gone to so much trouble!" Li Aimei said, touched.
Yun Jin asked, "Where are they, mother and child?"
“She took the baby to get checked out.” Li Aimei’s eyes welled up with tears as she spoke of the child. “I told Qingwei, and he doesn’t want his mother to go back. He wants to stay here to take care of my yard and the baby.”
Mrs. He frowned: "Then you'd better keep an eye on her, lest her feudal superstitions harm the child."
Li Aimei nodded.
Yun Jin comforted him, "Alright, if he's staying, then he's staying. He trusts his mother, so let her take care of him. Just take good care of yourself and don't think about anything else. If he bullies you, you can't tolerate it."
Li Aimei nodded to indicate that she understood.
Thanks to Sister Yun Jin in Beijing for supporting her, otherwise Li Aimei wouldn't know who to ask for advice.