Chapter 77 Micro Dream
It was getting light outside, and the ambiguous sounds in the house continued intermittently all night long. A snow-white, delicate arm suddenly stretched out from the hibiscus tent. Soon, a big hand grasped her, interlocked her fingers, and pulled her back into the quilt.
That night Xue Miaoyun felt like a small boat in the ocean, with no other options except to rise and fall with the waves.
The next day, when Xue Miaoyun woke up, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
"Hiss!" After moving my body, I felt my waist and legs were sore. Fortunately, my body feels fresh.
They say a short separation is better than a new marriage, but Cang Ling’s honeymoon period wasn’t this cruel. It turns out that a man who has had sex is not to be messed with.
Xue Miaoyun got up with difficulty, saw the thermos cup on the bedside, took a sip of water, and felt a little better.
He took out a bowl of porridge from the space and filled his rumbling stomach.
Before she could get up and get dressed, there was a noise at the door.
The door opened and Cang Ling appeared at the door.
"Yun'er is awake." Cang Ling walked a few steps to Xue Miaoyun, sat beside the bed and looked at her.
"Are you hungry?"
"I've eaten something. I'm not hungry now. Have you had lunch?"
"I brought food back."
That means not eating.
Xue Miaoyun stretched out her arms, "Carry me to wash up, and then we'll have dinner together."
"Okay." Cang Ling naturally wished for his wife to be close to him. He stretched out his big hands and picked up his wife like a princess.
After Xue Miaoyun finished washing up, she could only lean weakly in Cang Ling's arms.
"You, you've gone too far!" Xue Miaoyun patted Cang Ling's chest.
Cang Ling didn't feel any pain at all with this little bit of force. Instead, he felt that his wife was just acting coquettishly.
Place the person directly on your lap. He took the food and said, "Wife, it's all my fault. I'll serve you food. Open your mouth."
The two of them finished the meal in a sloppy manner.
After seeing Cang Ling off, Xue Miaoyun rested for another two hours. Then he went out with two bags of brown sugar and two cans of milk powder.
"Xiaoxiao." Xue Miaoyun looked at An Xiaoxiao who was holding the child and coaxing her, and felt that she looked much more haggard. She saw that there was no one else at home except her and the child.
"Miaoyun, you're on vacation." An Xiaoxiao was very happy to see Miaoyun.
After putting the things down, Xue Miaoyun looked at the child. A little thin.
"You are still in confinement after childbirth, right? Why is there no one else at home?" Xue Miaoyun felt it was a bit strange. Even if her mother-in-law didn't come, her biological mother should always come to take care of her during the confinement period.
"My mother-in-law doesn't want to come, saying that the family can't live without her. My sister-in-law is pregnant, and my mother is taking care of her." An Xiaoxiao just said these two simple sentences, but Xue Miaoyun could hear the grievance and bitterness in them.
"This..." Xue Miaoyun really didn't know what to say.
"I'm fine," An Xiaoxiao saw the pain on her friend's face and felt the depression in her heart dissipate a lot. But the next second she felt very pathetic that her biological parents did not care about her as much as her friends whom she had only known for a few months.
"...Being a parent is the only thing in this world that doesn't require an exam." Xue Miaoyun knew what An Xiaoxiao's heart was tied to: "Everything is about fate. If there is fate, then cherish each other. If there is no fate, there is no need to force it. Love yourself more, and don't let your children become the next you."
Xue Miaoyun looked at the little girl sleeping next to her. She was pink and tender and very cute.
"I brought you some milk powder. Breast milk and milk powder are actually similar in nutrition, except for the colostrum in breast milk, which is extremely good and important for babies. Otherwise, breast milk and milk powder are similar. In fact, if the mother's nutrition is not enough, it is better to give the child milk powder."
"But milk powder is expensive." An Xiaoxiao doesn't have a job, and the family expenses all depend on her husband, and her husband's allowance is also used to support his parents-in-law in their old age. Most of it is sent back every month.
Xue Miaoyun also frowned. This was indeed a problem. She had no shortage of milk powder in her own space. She had milk powder for all stages, but she could only deliver it once or twice. More than that would not work.
Xue Miaoyun looked at the novels placed in the corner. "The Lady of the Wild River", "The Sword Stained with Royal Blood".
If these books were published a year ago, they would probably be banned.
"Do you like martial arts novels?"
An Xiaoxiao followed Xue Miaoyun's gaze and was shocked. When did this book get placed there?
"Don't worry, it's not the same as before. Our school library also has novels." Xue Miaoyun comforted.
An Xiaoxiao felt relieved after hearing her say that.
"I like it very much. I have always envied those female knights who can wield swords in the world." An Xiaoxiao's tone was full of envy and her feelings were sincere.
"Then have you ever thought about writing something yourself?" Xue Miaoyun felt that the job of an author was the most suitable job for An Xiaoxiao now and for a long time to come.
When she was preparing for the college entrance exam, An Xiaoxiao had written the final essay several times, although it was just a joke. But he writes much better than her.
"I, I write it myself?" An Xiaoxiao's eyes widened. "No, I haven't even graduated from high school."
An Xiaoxiao was originally confident in her academic qualifications, but she was not confident in front of Miaoyun.
"There is no necessary connection between literary literacy and academic qualifications. I have read your articles, and they are better than mine in terms of storytelling and literary talent. You can try writing them and submit them. The cost is just a few pieces of paper and stamps. I have some submission addresses for newspapers and magazines, and we can discuss and see where to submit them." Xue Miaoyun thought this was a good idea. First, this method was low-cost, and second, if it was accepted, it would definitely be a face-saving thing.
Xue Miaoyun felt distressed when she saw Xiaoxiao like this. What would happen if she accidentally suffered from postpartum depression?
It would be better to find something to divert her attention. If it really works, Xiaoxiao will have the confidence in this family in the future. The economic base determines the superstructure. Only women can understand the pain of asking their husbands for money when they don't make money.
There are actually very few men like Cang Ling who hand over all their wages. Especially since there are elders to support.
"I, I..." An Xiaoxiao was moved, but had no confidence at all.
"Xiaoxiao, you are not the kind of person who will accept your fate. It's just one more child. Can't you have your own life and your own career in the future?" Xue Miaoyun felt that having a child had destroyed An Xiaoxiao's previous ambition.
Is giving birth to a child so scary?
An Xiaoxiao was provoked by Xue Miaoyun, "Okay, I'll try."
"That's right, come to my house after you finish your confinement and we can discuss what to write and where to submit it." As a friend, Xue Miaoyun would not hesitate to help.
"Thank you, Miaoyun." An Xiaoxiao felt that the best thing she had ever done in her life was to make friends with Xue Miaoyun.
If only they had met earlier, she might have been able to go to college and see the outside world.
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