Lin Qingqing didn't expect that she was so useless that she would wake up laughing in a dream. Fortunately, the dream was over, otherwise it would be such a pity.
Last night they reached an agreement to sleep separately during this period, she would sleep on the bed and Zhou Zhuo would sleep on the sofa. Zhou Zhuo said that he did this so that he could concentrate on preparing for the college entrance exam, but in fact he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.
He has to guard this soft and sweet beauty every night without being able to move. Unless he is not a man, he will definitely go crazy.
"I dreamed of making a lot of money and was so happy." Lin Qingqing stretched and spoke in a sweet voice.
Zhou Zhuo believed it. His wife was a money-grubber. It was normal for her to wake up with a smile after dreaming about making money. The one who was abnormal today was Xue Guixiang...
Because when Xue Guixiang woke up early in the morning, she found a bloody towel thrown in the trash can!
There are only two women in the family. If the blood is not hers, then it must be her daughter-in-law's!
Oh my God, something irreversible must have happened last night, causing them to deal with it directly with a towel. My daughter-in-law has always been very diligent, but she got up late today. All this tells her that her grandson is gone!
Unexpectedly, despite all her precautions, her eldest grandson still died in his mother's womb. Woohoo, she wanted to cry so hard!
It must be because the noise she made that night was too loud and her grandson was tortured to death. Her poor grandson!
Xue Guixiang was in a bad mood and for the first time ever she didn't make breakfast. She ran back to her room and cried under the quilt for a while.
But as she cried, she thought of her daughter-in-law who had just had a miscarriage. She couldn't just care about her grandson, she also had to care about her daughter-in-law. Although her daughter-in-law was not her own flesh and blood, she was someone else's daughter. Shouldn't she love and care for her? If her daughter-in-law's mother hadn't died early, she would also be a treasure in her mother's heart.
Fortunately, my daughter-in-law is fine. As long as there is life, there is hope.
Xue Guixiang struggled to get up from the bed, and suppressing the immense grief in her heart, she cooked a bowl of brown sugar millet porridge for her daughter-in-law, with two poached eggs in it.
A short confinement period for women is more harmful to their health than a long one. Regardless of whether they can have children in the future, if their body is not well taken care of, they will suffer from pain here and there in the future, and they will suffer all by themselves.
After cooking the porridge, she brought it in to her daughter-in-law. Sure enough, she saw that she was still lying in bed, with her son standing beside her.
Xue Guixiang was a very tactful mother-in-law. She did not ask about her grandson because she felt that her son and daughter-in-law were already miserable enough, and asking again would only make things worse.
She placed the porridge on the bedside. Lin Qingqing noticed that her mother-in-law's eyes were red, as if she had been crying. She was startled and asked hurriedly, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Xue Guixiang rubbed her eyes and forced a smile: "It's okay, there's sand in your eye. Mom made you some nourishing porridge, drink it while it's hot. Don't go to the stall today. Although making money is important, your health is more important."
"Zhou Zhuo, Mom forgot to cook for you today. You can just make do with what you eat later."
After Xue Guixiang finished speaking, she turned and left, because she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back her tears if she stayed any longer, so it would be better for her to go to her room and cry.
Lin Qingqing was a little confused. What happened to her mother-in-law? She cried early in the morning and said a bunch of incomprehensible things to her.
Zhou Zhuo was even more speechless. Why did she forget to cook for him? Couldn't she add an extra bowl of water when cooking for her wife?
He's not picky about food! He looked at his wife with a bit of jealousy as she drank the sweet millet porridge. A serious question popped up in his mind: who is the biological child?
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