Even in modern society with advanced medical care, there are still many cases of pregnant women dying due to pregnancy, let alone in ancient times when medical care was underdeveloped.
After saying this, Meng Dashan fell silent.
Hearing Meng Zhao's words, Xu Yunrong suddenly became agitated. "Zhao Zhao, you can't think like that. Your parents' situation is different from yours. You didn't have grandparents or maternal grandparents. Back then, no one taught your parents what to do after you were pregnant, so you were clueless when you were born. But you are different. If you are pregnant, your parents will always be by your side and teach you little by little. Your situation will never happen like mine."
Xu Yunrong continued in a trembling voice, "And Zhaozhao, you must know that no matter how much suffering your mother endured back then, she has never regretted her decision to give birth to you. Even if I had to choose again, even if I had to go through all those hardships again, I would do it willingly."
At this point, tears welled up in Xu Yunrong's eyes. For her, having such a daughter was the greatest blessing, and she was willing to endure any hardship.
Seeing her tears, Meng Zhao felt a sharp pain in her heart, her eyes filled with heartache. However, the chasm between their thoughts was insurmountable, so she could only step forward and hug her, saying through tears, "Mother, I know, I know you suffered so much to bring me into this world, and I truly feel for you. But not everyone has that much courage. Besides, even if I successfully give birth and my health isn't affected, who can guarantee I'll give birth to a healthy child? What if it's stillborn? What if it's disabled? Ten months of pregnancy is both torture and a gamble, and I really don't want to endure it."
Even if Meng Zhao stayed in ancient times for a long time, she was still a modern person. Even if Meng Dashan, Xu Yunrong, and she herself were all healthy, they had not undergone genetic testing. Who knew if there might be any hidden hereditary diseases?
Without an ultrasound, she couldn't know the baby's development, the amount of amniotic fluid, the condition of the placenta, or perform anomaly scans or fetal heart rate monitoring; she knew nothing.
If she were an ancient person and didn't know about these things, that would be one thing. But she clearly knows about them, so if she gets pregnant, the psychological pressure she will have to bear before the child is born is enormous.
Moreover, the huge gap between ancient and modern society will only have a greater impact on her during the emotionally unstable period of pregnancy. Even though she has always had a good mindset and has long accepted the fact of time travel, she really cannot guarantee that she will not suffer from postpartum depression.
After hearing Meng Zhao's words, Xu Yunrong's tears flowed even more uncontrollably, streaming down her cheeks. She was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. That was her daughter, the precious child she had carried for ten months and risked her life to give birth to. How could she bear to let her suffer?
But as a woman, it seems natural for her to get pregnant and have children. If I go along with her wishes and agree that she shouldn't get married or have children, how much gossip will she have to endure in the future? What will others think of her?
When Meng Dashan was around, he could protect her, but what would she do when people pointed fingers at her after they left?
In short, she had to choose between two kinds of suffering. Thinking that her daughter would have to suffer no matter what in the future, Xu Yunrong became more and more upset. It felt like a huge stone was pressing on her heart, making it hard to breathe.
Seeing his wife crying so sadly, Meng Dashan felt distressed as well. He gently put his arm around Xu Yunrong's shoulder and whispered to comfort her, "Wife, please stop crying. What if you hurt yourself?"
Seeing Xu Yunrong cry even more sadly, Meng Zhao felt heartbroken. She didn't know if she had done something wrong. For people of this era, her ideas were too unconventional, even rebellious.
Should she not have made her thoughts so clear so soon? After all, her three-year mourning period is not over yet; she could have waited a little longer.
Thinking of this, Meng Zhao felt a pang of guilt. She stepped forward and gently hugged Xu Yunrong, her voice choked with emotion: "Mother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you angry. Please don't cry, I... I shouldn't have been so willful."
Feeling her daughter's embrace, Xu Yunrong's heart softened, and she hugged her back tightly. "Zhaozhao, I'm not blaming you. I'm just... just afraid that you will suffer in the future."
After a while, Xu Yunrong's emotions gradually calmed down. Meng Dashan glanced at Meng Zhao, who was in low spirits, gently patted her shoulder, and gestured for her to go out first.
After Meng Zhao left the room, she gently closed the door, leaving only Meng Dashan and Xu Yunrong inside.
Seeing his wife still frowning, Meng Dashan gently put his arm around her shoulder and said in a low voice, "Wife, you know that our daughter is different from other girls. She has a lot of ideas and big ideas. Look at how well she does business. She earns more money in a year than I do in a lifetime. Now that she's grown up, even if we want to manage things, she might not listen to us."
Hearing this, Xu Yunrong felt even worse. "Of course I know our daughter is different, but no matter how different she is, she is still a woman, not like you men. Even if she can't get married, at most people will laugh at her for being incompetent. But if she can't get married, who knows how many people will point fingers at her? Besides, she has so much money, who knows how many people will be eyeing her in the future? If she doesn't get married and have children, who will protect her in the future?"
Xu Yunrong's worries were also Meng Dashan's worries, but then he remembered what Meng Zhao had said earlier: what if something happened to his daughter when she gave birth? Wouldn't he be heartbroken?
Thinking of this, Meng Dashan sighed, his tone carrying a hint of compromise: "We gave birth to our daughter, raised her, and did everything we could. The rest of the journey is up to her."
Hearing Meng Dashan's words, Xu Yunrong immediately pinched him. "Do you think I don't know the way and want her to walk by herself? But as parents, how can we not worry? If the two of us are here, we can protect her a bit, but if we're not here, how can she withstand all the gossip? If she's targeted by those with ulterior motives, who will protect her?"
Seeing that his wife had regained her temper and could even pinch him again, Meng Dashan felt much relieved and a smile appeared on his face. "Don't worry, my wife, I will eat and drink well and try to live to ninety-nine! When that time comes, if anyone dares to say a bad word about my daughter, I will go straight to their house and see if they dare to talk back!"
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