Chapter 1106 Hard Work 1

After enjoying a delicious meal of chicken soup, the Feng Qingxue sisters took Xibao and Fubao and set off on the journey back to the army.

They left quietly without disturbing the villagers, especially Grandpa Lu San, who wanted to keep Xi Bao at home. He only said goodbye to the elderly people who had been sent down and Wang Zhengguo and his sister in advance.

Despite their busy schedule, Guan Cheng and his two younger brothers still saw them off to the car, then sent a telegram to Lu Jiang at the army before returning.

Fortunately, Feng Qingyun was brought along to take care of the two children, and the conductor Xiao Wang helped, otherwise Feng Qingxue would have wanted to die. She started vomiting as soon as she got on the train, and she vomited so violently that bile came out.

Moreover, she would vomit whatever she ate, which scared Fubao so much that he cried several times.

"Fubao, don't cry, Fubao, don't cry." Feng Qingyun hugged her niece again and said seriously, "Mom is very uncomfortable, so Fubao should be obedient to her brother and don't let Mom worry."

"Don't cry, sister." Xibao pulled her collar and wiped Fubao's tears like a brother.

Then think about it in your mind, think about it several times, think about it more, and you will always gain something.

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Not long after she finished eating, the train started rattling and Feng Qingxue vomited out all the food she had eaten with a "wow". She vomited so quickly and violently that it even came out of her nostrils.

When it was time for dinner, Feng Qingxue forced herself to eat some clear soup noodles and passed the egg in the bowl to Feng Qingyun.

Fubao crawled out of his aunt's arms, crawled to Feng Qingxue, and blew air on her face.

Xibao and Fubao shared a bowl of noodles, but Fubao only ate a few mouthfuls of noodles. He was very interested in the steamed buns sold on the car, so Feng Qingxue bought three scallion oil steamed buns for each of them.

"Be good, Mom. Go to sleep." Fubao was particularly sensible at this time.

I don’t know if it’s because of the heat or the pregnancy reaction, but Feng Qingxue felt uncomfortable all over. However, she was very touched. She touched her daughter’s little face and said, “Well, Fubao’s blowing has made me feel better. Fubao is so well behaved. I like Fubao the most.”

"Mom, it hurts. Blow on it and it will go away!" She blew hard, making Feng Qingxue's face full of saliva.

She had originally planned to make good use of the time on the return trip to study and carefully read the manuscripts of Guo Ming and Wen Ruyu. However, now that her pregnancy reaction was so severe, it would be more comfortable to lie down, and her plan was almost ruined.

Fubao fell asleep quickly, but Feng Qingxue kept her eyes open, thinking about the knowledge she had recently learned.

Fortunately, Xiao Wang was used to preparing a toilet for them, otherwise the sour and smelly smell would have filled the box.

Feng Qingxue was so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep at all, but she still lay down as her daughter wished and placed her daughter on the inside. Fortunately, both mother and daughter were not fat, so the narrow bunk bed could accommodate them.

"Are you okay, sister?" Feng Qingyun turned over swiftly, walked to his sister's side, patted her back gently, eyes full of worry, "You weren't like this when you were pregnant with Xibao. Why are you vomiting so much? You vomit everything you eat. How do you supplement your nutrition? The baby also needs nutrition."

Feng Qingxue finished vomiting, stood up and stroked her chest, "It's okay, it's just that the reaction was a little bit strong."

Taking the handkerchief handed to her by her crying daughter, Feng Qingxue wiped the corners of her mouth and nose, put her hand into her hair, and gathered her messy hair back, "It's really okay, don't worry."

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How could I not be worried? Feng Qingyun was almost dying of worry. This couldn't go on!

(End of this chapter)