Chapter 62: No sex, no more thoughts

"It's been so long, even a sow should be pregnant with piglets, but you haven't even had any movement in your belly."

Old Mrs. Luo looked at Zhao Jiayun's belly and looked at her with a disappointed look, as if she was a hen that couldn't lay eggs.

"Mom, it's only been a short time. You wouldn't know even if she's pregnant." Zhao Jiayun's face was dark. Not to mention that she and Luo Yiping didn't even have a bridal chamber. One of them slept on the bed and the other on the floor. They would not be able to have a child even if they died.

"Do you think everyone is like you? The girl in our village who got married before you got pregnant two days ago."

"And the pockmarked wife next door is already pregnant with her third child, and you are not yet."

Old Mrs. Luo pinched her waist and yelled at Zhao Jiayun, making him feel ashamed. Zhao Jiayun stepped forward and begged, "Mom, please keep your voice down."

"What do you mean by small? I'm telling you, if you can't get pregnant again, go to the county hospital. There's no educated youth as weak as you."

Old Mrs. Luo became more and more excited as she spoke. She was so angry that she opened the door, stuck her head out, and yelled at the outside. If someone didn't know, they would think that there was something wrong with Zhao Jiayun's body and she couldn't have a baby.

"Hey, Aunt Luo, what happened?" The neighbor next to her leaned out and asked with a smile.

"It's all because of my daughter-in-law. We've been married for such a long time, but she's not even pregnant."

Old Mrs. Luo shamelessly talked about the sex life of Zhao Jiayun and Luo Yiping with her neighbors. When she talked about the sad parts, she was about to cry.

It was really unbearable. Zhao Jiayun listened to Old Lady Luo suppressing her in front of outsiders and secretly saying that she was ill. She gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, it's nothing."

Old Mrs. Luo waved Zhao Jiayun's hand away and said, "Go, if you can't get pregnant again, you will be the sinner of our Luo family."

The people who were watching the fun came out immediately. They loved to listen to other people's jokes. After hearing what Old Mrs. Luo said, they looked at each other and their expressions immediately turned to Zhao Jiayun.

Seeing herself trapped in the situation of inducing labor, Zhao Jiayun suddenly had an idea. She covered her face and stretched out her voice, appearing particularly fragile, "Mom, it's not that I don't want to have a baby, it's just... just..."

"Just what, Yiping, my dear wife, there's an old saying that goes, raising children is a way to prepare for old age, don't be fooled."

The older ladies began to stand up and persuade the family, using the attitude of someone who had experienced it, saying, "If you have a son, there will be someone who will break the pot when he dies."

Zhao Jiayun cried and sobbed, "Mom, Yiping doesn't even want to sleep with me. He sleeps alone under the bed."

The people around were shouting silently with excitement. They didn't expect to hear such news. Are the Luo family members stupid? They are unwilling to sleep with their wife even after getting married.

Could it be that...

Everyone smiled silently with their lips pursed, saying nothing yet seeming to have said everything. You looked at me, I looked at you, but no one said a word.

Old Mrs. Luo was completely dumbfounded. She shut her mouth subconsciously, took two steps back, and stared at Zhao Jiayun in a daze.

Zhao Jiayun looked annoyed, she said it out loud because she was angry. She had agreed with Luo Yiping to keep it a secret from Old Lady Luo, but who knew that she would tell it all today.

"Mom," Zhao Jiayun walked forward and supported Mrs. Luo, fearing that she would faint from the shock.

It would be better to say it out loud, let Old Lady Luo talk to Luo Yiping. Zhao Jiayun was anxious, wondering when Luo Yiping would be able to go out and have fun like he did in his previous life?

Although they are husband and wife in name only, they are not in reality. If Luo Yiping becomes rich in the future, he will abandon me.

Zhao Jiayun thought too much. Since everything had been said, he might as well force Luo Yiping through Old Lady Luo to make him "willingly" be with him.

"Are you serious?" Old Mrs. Luo grabbed Zhao Jiayun's arm and asked for confirmation seriously. The force was so strong that Zhao Jiayun couldn't help but take a breath.

She replied calmly, "Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, you can go to the house and see that there is still his quilt in the closet."

After hearing this, Mrs. Luo sat down on the ground, unable to recover for a long time. Zhao Jiayun helped her go home first, closed the door and avoided the malicious gazes of neighbors.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't say anything. When Luo Yiping returned home, Mrs. Luo showed a stern expression to her son for the first time. Her face turned red with anger and she said, "Come here."

Luo Yiping didn't know what was going on. As soon as he stepped forward, Old Lady Luo gritted her teeth and ruthlessly hit him with the firewood stick, without leaving any strength.

"You've grown up and dared to hide it from me. If Zhao Jiayun hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known it. Yiping, you're very tight-lipped."

Old Mrs. Luo had tears in her eyes and trembled as she hit her son hard, "Don't think about the wrong people. I've told you so many times that you're already married, so just live a good life with your wife."

"Now that's good, I was urging you to have a baby so I could have a grandson. Okay, you can sleep on the floor, right? You can keep it a secret from me, right?"

Every time he said something, Mrs. Luo would hit her son with a stick.

After hearing this, Luo Yiping stopped hiding and let his mother beat him, lowering his head and saying nothing.

The mother felt the pain of beating her son. Old Mrs. Luo shed tears of heartache. When she heard her son's groan, she dropped the stick and wiped away her tears.

He said forcefully, "I didn't care before, but from today on, you two must sleep together. Zhao Jiayun, you watch. If he doesn't want to, just tell me."

"Yiping, even if mom begs you, don't think about things you shouldn't think about. We farmers should just work hard, farm, get married, have children, and live a healthy and safe life."

The only person he liked was Chu Zhiqing, whom he no longer had the qualifications to like.

Luo Yiping naturally understood the hidden meaning of his mother's words. With tears in his eyes, he said in a muffled voice, "Mom, I know."

After the hard one, there is still the soft one. Old Mrs. Luo motioned Zhao Jiayun to leave first. After the people left, she opened her son's clothes and saw the scars on his back. Old Mrs. Luo touched it gently and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Old Mrs. Luo let go of her hand and sighed, "You've grown up. Your father must be very pleased down there. Mom is also old. Her eyesight and legs are not very good anymore. Her biggest wish is for you to get married and have some children."

"Mom just wants to help you take care of the children while I'm still here."

Old Mrs. Luo knew that her son was soft-hearted. If she brought up the deceased man, he would definitely agree. As expected, Luo Yiping was silent for more than ten seconds, and then answered in a hoarse and difficult voice: "Mom, I understand. I will listen to you from now on."

"That's good, that's my good son. Zhao Jiayun is also an educated youth from the city. Although he can't compare with Chu Zhiqing, his family is well-off. You should live a good life."