“Actually, I was already thinking about these things when I was on the ship. This isn’t just your business; it’s a big deal for our family.” Zhao Jingyu turned her around and said seriously, “You have to believe me. No one wants you and the baby to get through this smoothly more than I do.”
"Actually, I didn't want to go to the People's Hospital not entirely because of Tang Wenya, but because I felt there was no privacy," Xu Qingning said truthfully. "You saw it too, there were so many people together, it was too awkward."
Although she believed in the allure of the hidden plot, she was still very nervous.
Seeing so many people together, it gave me goosebumps.
"You're overthinking it. We'll definitely draw the curtains then." Zhao Jingyu hadn't expected her concern to stem from the hospital environment. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, if there aren't any curtains, I'll draw them for you so no one can see you."
"Do you think you can solve all the problems by just drawing a curtain?" Xu Qingning rolled her eyes at him. "I'm the one giving birth. You'll never understand my anxiety and unease."
“How could I not understand? I can understand.” Zhao Jingyu thought for a moment and then said, “How about this, I’ll go ask Old Man He tomorrow. His mother was a famous midwife in Jiaodong City before Liberation. Let’s see if she’s willing to help us.”
"A midwife?" Xu Qingning instantly pictured an old woman in a black coat in her mind. "Then it's better to go to the hospital!"
“Their old lady isn’t your average midwife. Ten years ago, she was hired by the provincial hospital to work in the obstetrics and gynecology department, and she was even the head of the department. A year ago, she injured her back while hiking, so she came back from the provincial capital and has been recuperating at home ever since, without going back to work.” Zhao Jingyu thought it was feasible more and more. “She’s been recuperating for a year, so she’ll definitely be fine. I’ll have a good talk with Old Man He, and I think they’ll agree.”
“Okay, then go ask her.” Xu Qingning also thought it was a good idea. Since she had worked at a provincial hospital and even served as the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department, she was a real doctor, not just a midwife.
"Okay, I'll go tomorrow." Zhao Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she agreed, and took her hand. "You must tell me what you're thinking, and we'll face it together."
Xu Qingning nodded, her mood lightening. This old lady was part of the hidden storyline, so this should work.
Listen to what others have to say before making any plans.
The fire in the stove was blazing, casting a reddish glow on the wall opposite the bed. Neither of them spoke, but he held her hand and gently stroked it.
The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.
Xu Qingning tried to pull her hand away, but he held it even tighter. Then his face suddenly loomed closer to hers, and his cool lips landed on her face. He whispered in her ear, "Relax, I'm going to kiss you for ten minutes."
Thinking of the letters he had written to her before, Xu Qingning's face burned, and she whispered, "Stop fooling around, do you want them to hear?"
Neither Yang Yuexiang nor Zhao Jingwen went back; they both stayed at Yang Yuelan's place.
She could hear them talking, so they must be able to hear her too.
If they hear this, I'll be dead.
Based on her understanding of her relatives, they certainly wouldn't talk about Zhao Jingyu, but would say that she was pregnant and still clinging to a man, shameless.
“They can’t hear us.” Zhao Jingyu held her hand tightly and kissed her lips without saying a word.
It doesn't matter if you hear it.
They are the ones who should feel embarrassed.
Yang Yuexiang's mind was filled with thoughts of Wu Huihui and Yang Zhibin. She was wide awake and chatted enthusiastically with Zhao Jingwen, constantly asking about Yang Zhibin and even asking Zhao Jingwen to act as a matchmaker.
Zhao Jingwen was also very interested in this matter, saying that he would ask Yang Zhibin when he had time to see what his cousin thought.
They also said that Yang Zhibin is a very good person, not only good at his job but also good-tempered. He is an only son and has no burdens.
Yang Yuexiang became more and more satisfied as she listened.
Aside from being a bit older, Yang Zhibin is quite good in every other way, even better than Zhao Jingyu.
Although Zhao Jingyu's salary was high, his job was too dangerous. This accident was a lesson to be learned, and it was quite frightening.
Furthermore, Zhao Jingyu has many siblings, and his family is not as well-off as Yang Zhibin, who is an only child.
Yang Yuelan was on tenterhooks when she heard this.
On one side is her own sister, and on the other is her sister-in-law. If the two of them start arguing, it won't be appropriate for her to take sides.
Yang Yuelan did not want her son to be the matchmaker. Firstly, it was not a man's job, and secondly, it was easy to offend people.
But she couldn't say these things to Zhao Jingwen in front of Yang Yuexiang. After thinking for a moment, she said to Yang Yuexiang, "Sister, although Jingwen is familiar with Zhibin, they are still peers. It's not appropriate for peers to be matchmakers. Why not find someone older who is not related to either family to be the matchmaker?"
“What’s wrong with that?” Yang Yuexiang was eager to make this happen and didn’t care about anything else. “Don’t overthink it. Jingwen is familiar with Zhibin, so he’s the most suitable person. Besides, he’s just helping to make the connection; he doesn’t have to do anything else.”
“Mom, Auntie is right. I just wanted to ask Zhibin if he has feelings for Huihui.” Zhao Jingwen also thought Yang Yuelan was overthinking it. “If he does, great; if not, then forget it. Zhibin is all grown up and should be thinking about his own life.”
Yang Yuelan could no longer object.
Yang Yuexiang got more and more excited as she talked, and continued to chat with her: "I only have one daughter, and I have to make good plans for her. She will be someone to rely on in the future. You know, I can't count on my two daughters-in-law."
“Sister, if you can’t rely on your daughter-in-law, you can rely on your son. You can’t always think about relying on your daughter.” Yang Yuelan said what was on her mind. “No matter how filial your daughter is, she can’t take you home to live.”
“My daughter Huihui is filial to me, she definitely will.” Yang Yuexiang had great confidence in her daughter. “It’s you who doesn’t visit your daughter all year round, so you don’t have this idea. Don’t be fooled by how hard you work for your three sons now, they may not treat you well when you get old.”
The topic is too sensitive.
Zhao Jingwen couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled the blanket over his head, faced the wall, and went to sleep.
On his first night in the city, Wu Xiufang scolded Yang Yuelan all night, saying that she only cared about helping Zhao Jingyu and didn't care about things back home.
It was also said that Zhou Chunyan had a lot of complaints about Yang Yuelan, saying that when they were pregnant, they still went to work in the fields, but Yang Yuelan did not take care of them like she did Xu Qingning.
If Zhao Futang hadn't stayed in his hometown, they would have made a fuss about making Yang Yuelan go back long ago.
The two sisters chatted back and forth until two or three in the morning.
Zhao Jingwen couldn't sleep well all night because of their noise, and he pushed his bicycle away as soon as it was light, because he needed to go back and catch up on his sleep.
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