Yang Guohua's face froze for a moment. He raised his hand to touch Wang Jingyi's forehead, then subconsciously touched his own.
"You don't have a fever, so why are you suddenly talking nonsense?" He asked, his tone tinged with doubt.
Wang Jingyi said urgently, "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm just asking if you want a daughter."
Yang Guohua stared intently at Wang Jingyi's belly and said cautiously, "I want to, but you can't have a baby right now."
More than a decade ago, Wang Jingyi gave birth to twin sons, which damaged her health.
During her postpartum period, both sets of mothers took meticulous care of her for over a year before she was finally able to get out of bed and walk around.
At that time, there were many things to do in the army, and Yang Guohua was only able to go home when his two children were almost a year old.
Seeing Wang Jingyi's thin figure and sallow complexion, Yang Guohua felt extremely distressed.
The next day, he took her to the hospital for a checkup, and the doctor told Yang Guohua seriously:
His wife is very weak and has had her uterus removed. She needs to take good care of herself and cannot do heavy work or upset her.
Yang Guohua felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Damn it, such a perfectly good young woman, and she gave birth to his child.
My health deteriorated so much that part of my body was removed.
The idea of leaving the army grew stronger; whoever wanted to be a soldier could do it, but he wasn't going to.
However, Wang Jingyi gave him a stern lecture, telling him not to be pretentious, to work hard, and that once he was eligible to join the military, he should bring his mother and two children to join him—that was the real priority.
Wang Jingyi paused for a moment, then looked down at Yang Guohua, saying, "What are you talking about? I didn't give birth to her."
She's too old to have children.
Besides, without a uterus, you can't have children even if you want to.
When Yang Guohua heard that she wasn't the mother, an absurd thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that he had to have sex with someone else...?
He said firmly, “Comrade Wang, even if I want a daughter, I can’t make a mistake. This is absolutely unacceptable.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Jingyi's eyes widened, and she grabbed Yang Guohua's ear hard. "So, Yang Guohua, you actually want to have a daughter with someone else. You've been telling me all these years that having two sons is enough, but it turns out it was all a lie."
"Ouch, don't pull so hard, it hurts."
Yang Guohua grimaced in pain as he explained, "Didn't you say you wanted to have a daughter? That's why I quickly refused. Why are you still angry?"
Wang Jingyi said irritably, "I said I wanted to recognize Su Yue as our daughter, what are you thinking?"
After saying that, she sat down angrily to the side.
Ignoring his burning ear, Yang Guohua quickly moved over and put his arm around Wang Jingyi's shoulder. "I misunderstood. If you wanted to adopt Xiao Su as our daughter, you could have just said so. Why go through all this trouble? Your body doesn't allow you to have children. I just misunderstood."
Thinking to myself, I gave him quite a fright.
How could Comrade Wang so easily admit to making such a mistake?
“You’re a political commissar, and you’re usually so cunning. How come you can’t even understand what I mean? Who are you trying to fool? Stay away from me.”
Wang Jingyi moved a little further to one end of the stool.
Yang Guohua quickly moved along with him, saying, "What you mean by 'usually' is during work hours. Now, at home, with Comrade Wang around, I can relax completely. Why would I need to be so suspicious..."
Yang Guohua coaxed her for a while before Wang Jingyi slowly turned around and asked, "So what are you thinking?"
She genuinely wanted Su Yue to be her daughter, especially when Su Yue nestled against her shoulder and neck in the morning; her heart softened completely.
Unlike her two brats, who, once they could talk and run around, were never home and were sometimes quite infuriating.
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