Ten months of pregnancy and one day of delivery.

Which mother doesn’t feel the joy of anticipation?

When a child dies at birth, the person who is probably the most sad and upset is his mother.

As a father and a mother-in-law, who had not experienced the pain of pregnancy and had not developed any feelings with the child, the degree of sadness she felt was much more limited than that of a mother, and she quickly put it behind her.

Feng Qingxue saw this situation when she went to visit Hongling.

Guo Guangcheng was chatting with someone in the sheltered and sunny place at the door, and there was not much sadness on his face. Guo's mother was there too. Although she sighed, she kept saying that the child was unlucky and that Hongling was useless for not being able to keep a boy.

"That was a grandson, weighing four and a half pounds, and he died just like that."

Mother Guo patted her thigh while speaking, with only regret in her expression.

After hearing this, the people around offered their comforts.

"Guangcheng and Hongling are still young. Take good care of them. After the confinement period, they can be pregnant. By the end of the year, you will be able to hold your grandchildren."

"Think positively. No one wants something like this to happen, but what can you do if your child is unlucky? It's not just yours that dies at birth. My third child only lived for one day."

"Yes, my child only lived for three days. He caught a cold and his stomach burst."

"You all died of colds, but I was different. I had a daughter as my first child, and then my mother-in-law pushed her into the toilet and drowned her. My second child was also a daughter, and she lived for seven days. I don't know why the window was opened at night, and the girl caught a cold and had a high fever. She died within two days!"

Feng Qingxue was impatient to listen any longer, so she called Guo's mother "Auntie," "I'm here to see Sister Hongling!"

Seeing Feng Qingxue carrying a basket on her back, Mother Guo thought about it and immediately smiled, "It's Xiaoxue, you're here to see Hongling? I'll take you in, she's in the house recuperating after giving birth!"

Feng Qingxue thanked her and went into the room to see Hong Ling, who was lying on the bed, heartbroken.

When Hongling was pregnant, she lost a lot of weight and her belly looked particularly big, what a comparison!

Now, her stomach was deflated, her face was pale and bloodless, and her eyes were swollen like rotten peaches. She had heard the voices outside the house a long time ago, so she turned her head to look at Feng Qingxue, and tears instantly flowed down her face again.

"Xiaoxue!"

Feng Qingxue quickly sat down on the edge of the bed, "Sister Hongling, don't cry. Tears during confinement will hurt your eyes."

"I know that, but I feel sad when I think of my dead child."

Guo's mother, who was following behind, couldn't help but say, "The child is dead, what's the point of being sad? If you are sensible, wipe away your tears for me, take good care of yourself while you are not too busy, and give me a grandson!"

After hearing this, Hongling immediately stopped talking and hurriedly wiped her tears.

Feng Qingxue didn't like Mother Guo's attitude, and hurriedly said, "Auntie, there are so many people at the door, please go and do your thing. I want to talk to Sister Hongling, and I will advise her to take good care of herself."

Guo's mother didn't say anything and just glanced at the backpack.

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Feng Qingxue understood in her heart, but how could she give the things she prepared for Hongling to Guo's mother? Judging from Guo's mother's attitude, if the things were in her hands, they would definitely not reach Hongling's mouth.

So Feng Qingxue pretended to be stupid and asked in confusion: "Auntie, is there anything else?"

"No, it's okay!" Even though Mother Guo was thick-skinned, she was too embarrassed to ask Feng Qingxue directly what she brought. Thinking that the things would be no different in her daughter-in-law's hands than in her own hands, she went out.