In 1982, Si Jingyu graduated.
After taking the graduation photos, he hurriedly pulled Su Qingzhu home.
Su Qingzhu was confused at first, until she was pressed down on the bed, she reacted.
"Si Jingyu, it's broad daylight!"
Si Jingyu said righteously, "So what if it's broad daylight? I want to be a father, otherwise the child will call me 'Grandpa' in the future."
"..." Su Qingzhu felt a row of crows flying overhead, "Ayu, you are only 26 years old, in the prime of your life."
"Yes, that's why we have to have a baby now." Si Jingyu was very determined. "I will be 27 when the baby is born, and 45 when the baby is 18. I can stand next to the baby and pretend that we are brothers or sisters."
"Pfft~" Su Qingzhu was amused. "How do you know you can win the bid in one try? Don't worry, uh..."
As a result, all the unpleasant words were swallowed.
A group of river crabs crawled sideways...
Su Qingzhu never knew that Si Jingyu was so eloquent.
In the past two months, he kept saying that he would become a father at the age of 27. Unexpectedly, he came true.
Su Qingzhu patted her flat belly and said, "You only know how to love your father, but are you worthy of your mother carrying you for ten months?"
When Si Jingyu came home from get off work, he saw his beloved wife sitting on the sofa and talking to herself in front of her belly, and he wanted to laugh.
She says she doesn't want to be a mother at such a young age, but she actually wants to be one in her heart. She's a typical hypocrite.
"Ahem, Qingzhu, what are you doing?"
Hearing his voice, Su Qingzhu turned around and glared at him angrily, "It's all your fault!"
"What's wrong with me?" Si Jingyu responded in confusion, thinking that this little look made him itchy and he wanted to be stared at, but of course it was just a thought.
"Here, look for yourself!" Su Qingzhu threw a small stick over.
A light stick fell accurately into Si Jingyu's hand.
He looked down and saw that he had seen this stick in Su Qingzhu's space. It was...
He was stunned for a long time before coming to his senses. He ran over and hugged Su Qingzhu in joy, "Qingzhu, I'm going to be a father?"
Su Qingzhu turned his head away, "I don't know, I can't see, hum!"
Isn't this just a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt?
The book says that pregnant women are prone to mood swings, but Si Jingyu thinks that Su Qingzhu, who is in a bad mood, is so cute that she melts him.
He decided to go into the space tonight and learn more words from Zhineng to praise his wife, so that his Qingzhu would be happy every day and as beautiful as a flower!
In the days that followed, Su Qingzhu remained the same, looking for human traffickers when necessary and beating people when necessary, until she suddenly suffered from morning sickness.
I once heard someone say that once morning sickness starts, it really starts.
Su Qingzhu was out of control.
In her previous life, she had seen her secretary assistant vomiting, and it made her feel uncomfortable. At that time, she said she would approve leave for the assistant, but the assistant said that the assistant might vomit for one or two months. She was stunned on the spot. Was she going to vomit for so long?
Only after vomiting did I realize that morning sickness can be mild or severe. Su Qingzhu's was severe. She vomited everything she ate, and she vomited until tears streamed down her face. She felt like she was going to vomit out her bile.
Si Jingyu was so distressed that he ran to ask the doctor. The doctor did not recommend taking medicine, and Su Qingzhu also said that he would definitely not take medicine.
He had no choice but to seek help from an old Chinese doctor.
The old Chinese doctor also disagreed with prescribing medicine, saying that even the mildest medicine would still be poisonous, so he taught Si Jingyu the massage method.
The massage had some effect on Su Qingzhu. At least he could eat something and no longer vomited everything he ate.
This kind of days lasted for more than a month.
One day, Si Jingyu reached to his side in a daze, but didn't feel anyone. He was so scared that he jumped out of bed.
Downstairs, Su Qingzhu was drinking porridge and eating meat with big mouthfuls, and his appetite was very good.
Feeling that he was standing upstairs, she raised her head and smiled brightly at him while holding up the big ribs, "Good morning, Ayu!"
All of Si Jingyu's worries disappeared in this flower-like smile, "Good morning, baby!"
After that day, Su Qingzhu seemed to have unlocked some incredible skills. His appetite increased greatly. He could eat the amount that used to take three meals a day, but now he could eat it in one meal, and sometimes more than three meals a day.
However, although she ate so much, her arms, legs, face, etc. were not fat, except for her stomach, which grew almost four or five times its size in half a month as if it had been inflated.
This made Si Jingyu anxious again, "Qingzhu, are you feeling unwell?"
Su Qingzhu touched her belly and felt it carefully, "No, it's fine."
"But yours," Si Jingyu looked at her belly, "is growing too fast."
"Is it big? It's normal if it's big." Su Qingzhu patted her belly, and then Si Jingyu grabbed her hand, "Stop patting it. If you break it, you'll be the one who gets upset, and I'll be the one who gets hurt."
Su Qingzhu was stunned, then laughed while holding her belly, "Haha, Si Jingyu you are amazing, you are really good at holding the water."
It not only expresses his concern for the younger one, but also expresses his concern for her.
The master of keeping things in check!
Si Jingyu was helpless, afraid that she would fall down from laughing, so he sat beside her and hugged her.
"If I don't love the child you gave birth to, you'll probably have objections. After all, it's a piece of your flesh that fell off, and you must be in pain. But I love you more than the child."
Su Qingzhu laughed again, "It seems like he has learned a lot of sweet talk skills from Zhineng."
"Life has more than just food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, how can it be without sweetness?" Si Jingyu leaned over and kissed Su Qingzhu, "So sweet!"
Su Qingzhu rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're so smooth-talking."
"To please my wife is not about talking, it's about instinct!" Si Jingyu spoke from the heart.
Su Qingzhu didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued eating pig's trotters and watching TV.
However, after she fell asleep, Si Jingyu still secretly carried her to see an old Chinese doctor.
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