Chapter 124: Poor Qianqian ran to Song Keling first and asked for a hug.
As a result, after just two classes without eating anything, Qianqian found that her waistband had become a little tight. She went to the bathroom to unbutton her pants and saw a little red mark.
It's a mark left by being squeezed.
When I tried to button it again, it was difficult to button it up.
In the afternoon, Qianqian changed into the spare long skirt in the closet. After changing the skirt, she had no place to hang the key chain, so she hung it on her bag.
After school, Qianqian rode her bike to the laboratory building to find Song Keling.
She didn't need to send a message in advance. As soon as the car parked, she saw Song Keling coming downstairs while chatting with an old professor.
Song Keling looked over here as if she had sensed something.
The two looked at each other.
Qianqian felt that she understood something from Song Keling's eyes. She raised her hand to make an OK gesture, then took a step back obediently and waited by the side.
Song Keling couldn't help laughing.
The professor noticed it and stopped talking. He looked at Song Keling and then followed her gaze.
Naturally, I saw the beautiful girl under the Sophora japonica tree.
The locust flowers in Xincheng always fade late.
The setting sun dyed the clusters of white locust flowers orange and yellow. The little girl under the tree had eyes that were as clear as water. The setting sun fell on her through the gaps between the branches, and it seemed as if her whole body was glowing.
No wonder this good student was so fascinated by it.
Professor Cheng had been listening to his students gossip quite a bit lately. Despite his age, he wasn't old-fashioned; he was quite open-minded. He smiled and joked, "That legendary girlfriend of yours?"
Song Keling withdrew her gaze and looked at the professor, pursing her lips and smiling to agree.
"Go ahead. I won't keep you here."
After watching Professor Cheng leave, Song Keling walked over to Qianqian and raised her hand to help her remove a small locust flower that had fallen into her hair.
Qianqian raised her head slightly, "Song Keling, am I disturbing you?"
"No, we've already finished talking about it." Song Keling said, looking at the skirt she was wearing and asked, "Why did you change into this?"
Qianqian immediately remembered and whispered, "Oh yes, I wanted to tell you, I found that I am getting more and more pregnant."
Song Keling laughed. What kind of explanation was this?
Qianqian continued, "I couldn't wear the pants I wore this morning in the afternoon. I couldn't even button them. Song Keling, do you think this is..."
This time, before Qianqian could finish her words, Song Keling's expression changed and there was no trace of smile in her eyes.
It’s late at night and the master is too old to be bothered.
After receiving a call from Song Keling, she asked Shi Ling to come and take a look at the situation.
When Shi Ling arrived, it was around nine o'clock in the evening. Qianqian was already asleep at that time. She didn't know Shi Ling was coming, nor did she know that Song Keling had contacted the founder of the Taoist temple.
After making sure Qianqian was asleep, Song Keling drove to the high-speed railway station to pick up Shi Ling.
Shi Ling was carrying a small schoolbag with more than half of her homework in it. She sat upright in the passenger seat, and said stiffly but politely, "Cousin, you don't have to pick me up. I can take a taxi myself."
Song Keling thought it didn't make sense to let Shi Ling make such a long trip and then ask her to take a taxi.
Shi Ling felt a little uneasy when she didn't hear her cousin's answer. After a moment, she asked again, "Is Sister Qianqian okay?"
"It's okay at night." This is also the reason why Song Keling can feel a little more at ease.
"She is now..."
"Asleep."
After hearing Qianqian say that she was "showing her pregnancy very quickly" in the evening, Song Keling knew that something was wrong, but she didn't show it at the time. She just said that it might be because she was pregnant with too many babies.
So Qianqian ate and drank well in the evening, just like usual.
However, Qianqian's belly did grow slower at night. She was worried, so she measured it several times and found almost no change, unlike the afternoon when the changes were visible to the naked eye.
She almost called her eldest brother, wanting him to ask someone to apply for a flight route and fly a private plane to Qingyun Temple.
That is to say, the speed slowed down later, and the process of applying for routes was not so fast, so I listened to the advice of the ancestor and asked Shi Ling to come to the new city.
After the car stopped, Song Keling remembered and asked Shi Ling: "Did you not have dinner?"
Shi Ling said, "I ate two small loaves of bread."
Song Keling asked her what she wanted to eat and took out her cell phone to order takeout for her.
Shi Ling was very flattered and didn't dare to order anything expensive, so he decided to order KFC.
It was quiet when they entered. Shi Ling knew that the pregnant little snake demon was sleeping, so she didn't dare to breathe and followed behind cautiously.
The spacious flat has a soft and comfortable light that can be seen from the corner of your eye as the bedroom door opens.
And a faint coolness from the air conditioner.
Song Keling whispered, "Wait a moment."
Shi Ling nodded immediately, but then remembered that she was following behind her cousin and she couldn't see her. She hummed softly and stood by the door with her eyes downcast, not looking around at all.
Song Keling walked to the bedside, with a helpless yet doting smile in her eyes, and touched the slightly round pregnant belly of the sleeping person with her palm.
Sure enough, I sweated a little, and it was cold.
She pulled down Qianqian's pajamas that were above her waist.
After becoming pregnant, Qianqian always felt hot, so the air conditioner was always on in the room. But even so, she was still restless after falling asleep. She would not cover herself with the quilt and would lift up her clothes.
Song Keling turned around and saw the little girl still standing obediently at the door with her schoolbag on her back, looking down at her toes.
She called Shi Ling in.
During the National Day holiday, Shi Ling read through all the books related to monsters in the Taoist temple.
Even after reading it, she is still an elementary school student.
But Qianqian is her first fairy friend. She said she would help Qianqian, so she will do her best.
First, he checked the talisman as his grandfather instructed. The talisman was not damaged. Then he checked Qianqian's body. Shi Ling found something wrong.
The little snake demon's body was full of spiritual energy, and it didn't look like it had been suppressed by a talisman for over a month.
It's easy to imagine that Qianqian definitely didn't keep the talisman with her.
Fortunately, it was discovered early. If it was discovered later, the little snakes in the womb would have turned into human form, and they would be ignorant and their belly would have burst.
Shi Ling walked out of the bedroom and said to Song Keling, "The current situation requires us to seal her spiritual veins. The talisman's suppressive effect can only maintain the status quo and is irreversible."
Song Keling frowned and asked, "Then why did she become like this?"
Now that she had figured out a solution, betraying a friend was not something Shi Ling would do. She said, "Maybe Grandpa didn't draw the talisman well enough."
In the middle of the night, the master sneezed violently in the Zen room. He took off his reading glasses and wiped them.
Little bastard.
Talking bad about him in the middle of the night.
never mind.
The old man with a sage-like appearance muttered for a while, then put his glasses back on and continued to read the national news on his phone with small words.
Song Keling moved her lips, wanting to say something but she didn't say it. She only asked again, "Does the matter of sealing the spiritual vein require the Grandmaster to come?"
"No need, I'll do it. He's not as reliable as me. The old man is old and has a bad memory... Ouch!" Shi Ling suddenly raised his hand to cover his head and rubbed it in pain.
Song Keling looked at her in surprise.
Shi Ling put down his hand with a wry smile under her gaze, not daring to say anything bad about his petty grandfather anymore, but secretly complaining in his heart.
Song Keling was worried about entrusting such an important matter to a ten-year-old child, so she only let Shi Ling stay for one night.
Shi Ling seemed unaware and nodded in agreement.
Just at this moment, the takeaway arrived. Song Keling went out to get it and happened to receive a call from the master.
I don't know whether Shi Ling was enlightened or the master had foresight, but he said it was okay to let Shi Ling do the meridian sealing. The little girl was very capable, but she just didn't like to learn and was rebellious.
Song Keling didn't know that Shi Ling was rebellious, she just thought the little girl was smart, pleasing and smooth.
A child in his teens, with the emotional intelligence of a twenty-something.
Now that the master had spoken, Song Keling felt a little relieved.
The KFC is still hot, and the aroma fills your nose as soon as you open the paper box and paper bag.
Shi Ling knelt on the carpet in the living room, holding an iced cola in one hand and sucking on a piece of original chicken with the other. He did not eat with much gusto, but ate quite politely.
Song Keling watched Shi Ling eating and wanted to ask about Qianqian, but before she could open her mouth, she heard a confused voice: "It smells so good, I want some too..."
She turned her head.
Shi Ling also looked up quickly.
At the bedroom door, a little elf who was soundly asleep not long ago, was standing there in two-piece pajamas, with a slightly round pregnant belly, rubbing her eyes.
Qianqian was a little more awake, but her tone was still sleepy and soft. "Shi Ling?" She walked closer. "Why are you here?"
"I'm coming over..." Before she could finish her words, she heard Song Keling's almost inaudible cough. Shi Ling's mind raced, and she immediately changed her words: "Travel! I had no place to stay tonight, so I came to stay with my cousin. Besides, I wanted to see you anyway. You're pregnant, so as a friend, I have to come and check on you."
"Oh oh..." Qianqian believed it and became happy immediately, but she first ran to Song Keling for a hug.
Song Keling put her arm around her waist and whispered, "You're not wearing shoes."
"They're all carpets." Qianqian rubbed Song Keling.
Song Keling knew it, so she didn't ask her to go back and put on her shoes right away.
Soon Qianqian pushed Song Keling away and walked over to Shi Ling, wanting to sit down. "Let's eat KFC. I want some too!"
Shi Ling was tactful and gave her the egg tart in the box.
Qianqian: "I want to eat meat!"
Shi Ling had no choice but to push the box of original finger-licking chicken to her.
Qianqian took off her gloves and put them on, picked up the chicken pieces and took two bites.
The chicken is plump, juicy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it’s especially delicious.
She swallowed and was about to take the third bite when she felt something hit her stomach and she felt a violent nausea.
Qianqian quickly covered her mouth.
The feeling of nausea came over her again and she couldn't suppress it anymore. Qianqian quickly got up and ran to the bathroom.
Song Keling followed closely behind.
Shi Ling quickly stood up and followed.
Qianqian spit out what she had just eaten. She felt a little better after rinsing her mouth, but after vomiting, her eyes were a little red and she looked pitiful.
She turned around and looked at Song Keling.
Song Keling hugged her and gently rubbed her belly, her tone full of concern: "Did you eat too fast?"
Qianqian nodded and said, "I'll eat slowly later."
However, when Qianqian returned to the living room, she smelled the odor and turned around and ran into the bathroom to retch.
It smelled delicious before, but now it just feels greasy.
The thought of greasiness makes me want to vomit.
This is the second sign of pregnancy, morning sickness.
Qianqian couldn't tell whether she was happy or not. Her eyes were red and watery, and she nestled miserably in Song Keling's arms, letting her palm gently rub her belly. She whispered, "Song Keling, will I never be able to eat KFC again?"
"No, it's just for a while. It will be fine in a few days."
"Song Keling, human birth is so pitiful."
"Well, I won't have any more children in the future."
The air purifier was on in the bedroom, and there was only a faint citrus scent.
Qianqian listened to Song Keling's gentle and patient voice, feeling aggrieved in her heart for a while, then digested it herself, turned her head and buried it in the crook of Song Keling's neck and rubbed it.
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