After hearing her words, Liu Qing counted on his fingers and said, "Oh, that's the Chinese New Year..."
Before she finished her words, Mu Huaixi inexplicably thought of the blessing of "always successful" at the group wedding, and thought that she would have to prepare more things to nourish the qi and protect the fetus during this period.
"Hey, I feel like I haven't been sleeping well lately, and my mouth is always dry. Do you think I should take some medicine to maintain my pregnancy?"
Mu Huaixi shook her head. "It's okay, Sister Liu Qing. Early pregnancy will be a little uncomfortable. This is the body adapting. Don't be nervous. Get some rest and get more sun."
Liu Qing was not pregnant with her first child, but she was still inexplicably anxious. She had to listen to Mu Huaixi's advice before she felt a little better.
"Xiao Mu, can you tell if I'm pregnant with a boy or a girl? Don't worry, I love it equally, I'm just... a little curious."
"I can't feel it now, let's wait until the month is a little later," Mu Huaixi didn't agree. "But I don't know if it's accurate, sister-in-law, you know, I don't have a child myself."
"Yes! Hahahaha", Liu Qing looked at her in surprise, and suddenly realized that the doctor he was asking was a new bride without children. Perhaps it was because the pediatric massage that Mu Huaixi taught her before was very effective, or perhaps it was because her medical skills were too reliable, or perhaps it was because the fact that she had saved two pregnant women was too impressive, which always made people forget that she was a new bride who had just married.
"Hey, Xiao Mu, then teach me where to feel a pregnant woman's pulse. I'll let my husband feel it when I get home and give him a surprise."
"The pulse of happiness is generally slippery. If you put your hand on the Cunkouguan and Chi pulses of the wrist and feel it beating like a rolling ball, it is a slippery pulse." Mu Huaixi originally wanted to pull Sister Liu Qing's hand to show her the position, but seeing that she had already put her left hand on her right hand, he also raised his hand to feel his own pulse.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
Mu Huaixi could clearly feel a row of small iron beads sliding under her fingertips, and she froze in place.
"Rolling balls, rolling balls," Sister Liu Qing was still muttering about rolling balls, not noticing her sudden change of expression.
"Why can't I feel it?" She struggled for a long time but couldn't feel the slippery pulse that Mu Huaixi described, and couldn't help but raise her head in confusion.
Mu Huaixi had come back to his senses and adjusted the position of Sister Liu Qing's fingers. Seeing that she still couldn't feel it, he said, "Maybe the pulse is still shallow now. Wait three months and then feel it again, and you will definitely be able to feel it."
"It seems that Chinese medicine is not something that ordinary people can learn," Liu Qing's sister-in-law shook her head regretfully. She didn't think Mu Huaixi was lying to her, but rather felt that her medical skills were superb. After all, this was Mu Huaixi's livelihood, and Liu Qing soon let it go.
She sniffed and grabbed Dr. Mu, who seemed lost in thought. "Hurry up, hurry up, the buns are out of the oven!"
Mu Huaixi brought home the soft, white and plump big buns. She had originally planned to make egg soup, but she became dazed while sitting in front of the stove.
She looked at the dancing flames in the stove and took her own pulse again. The ball-like touch appeared under her fingertips again, beating on her heart.
"I must be dreaming...", Mu Huaixi muttered to herself. For the first time, she doubted her ability to take a pulse. How could this pulse condition appear on her?
"What are you daydreaming about? The pot is about to burn red."
The man's voice suddenly appeared in her ears, and his warm fingers lightly flicked her forehead. Mu Huaixi was startled and stood up like a catapult. She hurriedly took a few steps back and kicked the small stool behind her.
“…”
Ying Mingcheng didn't expect her to react so strongly. He looked at her in surprise for a moment, then gently took a step forward and stroked her forehead with his big hand. "Are you scared? Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just, it's too sudden," Mu Huaixi turned her eyes away guiltily. She didn't know why, but when she looked at Ying Mingcheng at this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of guilt.
Ying Mingcheng saw sweat on the tip of her nose, obviously she was really scared. He took a step forward and wanted to pick up the fire stool, but found that she had hidden in the corner again.
"?"
Ying Mingcheng felt suspicious and noticed her evasive gaze, so he swallowed what he was about to tell her.
"Okay, you want to make soup, right?" Ying Mingcheng knew what she was going to do as soon as he glanced at the stove and pushed her out of the kitchen. "You go inside and rest. I'll be ready in a few minutes."
Mu Huaixi felt that this scene was familiar. Thinking carefully, she realized that when she just came back, the second battalion commander's sister-in-law also kicked the disruptive children out of the kitchen. "Alright, alright, go play in the sandbox. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
She returned to the living room with mixed feelings and collapsed on the slightly warm kang bed. She had to think carefully about how to tell Ying Mingcheng.
On the other side, Ying Mingcheng quickly boiled water, threw the egg liquid, chopped vegetables and day lily into the pot, and stared at the flames, lost in thought.
How should I tell Xiaoxi?
During his recent vacation, he spent every day with Xiaoxi, and their relationship grew stronger, but soldiers always have unshirkable responsibilities, and he had to go on a mission again.
Originally, Ying Mingcheng was worried that she would be reluctant to leave, but when he saw her evasive just now, he began to worry that she would not be reluctant at all.
"Oh," Deputy Battalion Commander Ying sighed rarely, looked up and saw white smoke rising from the pot, so he took a piece of firewood from the stove, put it into the small stove, and put the kettle on the stove.
Both of them had something on their minds, and the delicious shepherd's purse and pork buns had no taste. After the meal, Ying Mingcheng brought over a teapot and made a cup of fried rice tea for them both.
"You speak first or I speak first."
Mu Huaixi knew that she couldn't hide her appearance from him. She held the cup resignedly and whispered, "You speak first."
She has to know what Ying Mingcheng wants to say before deciding whether to tell him, right?
What if, what if she was wrong?
Ying Mingcheng stared at the whorl of hair on her head, twisted the edge of the teacup with his fingers, and said, "I got the seed oil you sent this afternoon. I've already applied it to the cabinets in my office."
"Um."
"I heard from Captain Wei that you want the military wives to run this workshop, and I support it."
"Um."
Mu Huaixi secretly looked up at him. Could it be that Ying Mingcheng just wanted to say this?
"I...I have a mission the day after tomorrow, and my return date is uncertain," Ying Mingcheng said with all his heart. Seeing her look up in surprise, he quickly added, "If everything goes well, I'll be back sooner. I should be able to catch up with the training."
The regiment's spring training was in May. Mu Huaixi had heard him say that, and she thought it was a really long task.
"What about you? Do you have anything to say to me?" Ying Mingcheng's eyes were burning with anticipation.
Mu Huaixi hesitated for a moment, then withdrew the hand holding the cup under the kang table and covered her lower abdomen. "I, the child and I will wait for you to come back."
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