Chapter 116
Yao Jinglan's body froze, and it took her several seconds to react.
She looked at Mu Qingxuan's belly in astonishment: "Girl, are you pregnant?"
Mu Qingxuan was wearing loose clothes, and Yao Jinglan noticed that her chin was rounder, so she thought she had gained weight and didn't think about it at all.
Unexpectedly, there was good news.
"Yes, grandma, it's been more than five months."
Huo Changfeng looked at the grandparents and grandchildren hugging each other, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said softly: "Grandma, with us here, you can rest assured and take care of your health."
Yao Jinglan smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth: "Okay, okay, I will definitely take good care of myself in the future!"
As she was speaking, she wanted to get up.
Mu Qingxuan quickly stopped her: "What are you doing?"
Yao Jinglan said: "You are pregnant, it is not suitable for you to stay in the hospital for too long. The smell of disinfectant here is too bad."
As a result, just as her skinny hands supported the edge of the bed, a pain in her waist made her groan, and her body shook uncontrollably.
When Mu Qingxuan saw this, her heart suddenly rose to her throat.
She held the old woman's shaking shoulders firmly with both hands, and her tone was full of anxiety: "Grandma, don't move!"
"I'm fine!"
Yao Jinglan stubbornly stretched her neck and tried to shake off Mu Qingxuan's hand, but her body was limp and weak and she could only struggle in vain.
As she spoke, she reached for the cane on the bedside table with her other hand, her fingertips almost touching the handle.
Mu Qingxuan was not willing to comply. She simply stood by the bed and her eyes became stern: "No! You can't leave the hospital now."
Huo Changfeng also walked forward quickly, gently held down Yao Jinglan's restless hand, and advised in a gentle voice: "Grandma, Xuanxuan is also worried about you."
"Just stay in the hospital for a few days. When you feel better, we can go home together, okay?"
As he spoke, he carefully helped the old woman back to the head of the bed and placed a pillow behind her back so that she could lean back more comfortably.
Yao Jinglan was tied up by two men and pinned down on the bed. She was unable to move for a moment and could only turn her head away angrily.
She kept muttering, "Why worry so much! My old bones are still strong..."
Yao Jinglan rolled her eyes, looking speechless, but a smile slipped into her face as she turned her eyes to the side.
It is only when having children around that life feels lively and fulfilling.
In the ward, the afternoon sun shone through the blinds, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
Mu Qingxuan sat on the edge of the bed and carefully took out the sterilized silver needle from the silver needle bag she carried with her. She gently twisted the needle handle with her fingertips, her movements gentle and skillful.
She looked up at Yao Jinglan, her eyes focused and serious: "Grandma, I'll give you an acupuncture to dredge your meridians, and then I'll see how your condition is in the afternoon and give you a massage. If your waist is better, I'll let you go."
Yao Jinglan lay on the hospital bed and sighed helplessly, but there was a hint of smile in her eyes: "You girl, now you are controlling grandma."
Huo Changfeng raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's almost noon, I'll go buy some lunch. What do you want to eat?"
Mu Qingxuan said without even looking up: "Just buy something light, grandma can't eat greasy food now."
Huo Changfeng nodded, turned and left.
After Huo Changfeng left, only the grandparents and grandchildren were left in the ward.
Mu Qingxuan found the acupoint and with a slight turn of her wrist, the silver needle sank into Yao Jinglan's skin like a swimming fish. Her technique was steady, accurate and gentle.
Yao Jinglan narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling the tingling sensation brought by the silver needles, and suddenly asked, "Girl, tell grandma the truth, how do you feel about Huo Changfeng?"
Mu Qingxuan's hand paused slightly, her earlobe instantly turned red, and every detail of the past emerged in her mind.
She bit her lip and said in a voice as light as a mosquito: "He's fine."
"What's the point of being good?" Yao Jinglan snorted while lying on the bed. "Even if Huo Changfeng's conditions are good, if my girl doesn't like him, there's no need to give birth to a child for him."
Mu Qingxuan put down the silver needle in her hand, held Yao Jinglan's calloused hand, put her face on it, and said coquettishly: "Grandma, don't worry, I really like him. He is very good to me and obeys me in everything."
Only then did Yao Jinglan feel relieved and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
She took Mu Qingxuan's hand and patted it gently: "As long as you like it, that's good. As long as you like it, that's good."
"By the way, tell grandma, is life in the capital really that prosperous?"
Mu Qingxuan tilted her head, thought for a moment, and began to describe it vividly.
Until her mouth was dry, she looked at Yao Jinglan's expression.
Seeing that the old woman was listening intently and her eyes were full of curiosity, she continued, "Grandma, if you are curious, why not follow me to the capital."
"I'm really worried about you staying here alone. If you go, I'll make delicious food for you every day and take you around."
Yao Jinglan pursed her lips and said nothing, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.
She looked out the window for a long time before she slowly spoke: "Let grandma think about it again..."
Three days later.
The autumn breeze swept across Lotus Village, carrying the fragrance of drying rice.
Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, Aunt Wang was concentrating on sewing shoe soles, with the coarse linen thread passing back and forth between her fingers.
Suddenly, she saw three figures walking along the bluestone road. She squinted her eyes and when she saw that it was Mu Qingxuan and the man she called "adulterer", her cloudy eyes suddenly widened.
A malicious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she was about to shout out the word "little bitch" at the top of her voice.
Just then, she caught a glimpse of Yao Jinglan beside the two of them.
The old man's silver hair was combed meticulously, and his navy blue shirt was starched and washed until it was white but smooth and neat.
Aunt Wang's hand holding the sole of the shoe suddenly tightened, the needle pierced her fingertip and a drop of blood oozed out, but she was completely unaware.
Aunt Wang knew that if she said anything bad about Mu Qingxuan, Yao Jinglan would definitely stand at her door and scold her for three days and three nights.
Aunt Wang felt a chill on the back of her neck. She lowered her head in panic, pretending to fix the soles of her shoes, muttering quietly, "I can't afford to offend him, but can I still hide from him?"
When the three of them returned home, Chen Hongxia was standing on tiptoe to look out the courtyard wall, her floral apron still stained with flour.
Seeing the three figures, she immediately trotted out to greet them, wiping her flour-stained hands on her apron again and again.
She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Yao Jinglan said bluntly, "I just have a sore waist, but when you say it, it sounds like I'm going to die."
"Xuanxuan and I had a big fight."
Mu Qingxuan frowned and glanced at Yao Jinglan unhappily, not happy that she always kept saying the word "return to the west".
Chen Hongxia smiled awkwardly: "I wanted to explain it clearly, but Qingxuan ran away directly..."
"At least you are okay!"
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