Although she said it wasn't a big deal, who knows what Ye Lingyu would think if she just didn't get an answer?
Cheng Qingyan pulled Ye Lingyu's hand, which was on her waist, and held it in his palm: "My wife, I've told you before, I come from a thousand years in the future."
"A thousand years later, with the rapid development of technology, expectant mothers will be able to see their baby's growth and position in advance."
"Even if there is a difficult labor, they can cut open the abdomen, take out the baby, and then suture the incision in the abdomen."
"Back then, the hospital had highly skilled and experienced doctors, as well as countless advanced pieces of equipment."
“Giving birth there was almost risk-free, but now, here, it’s practically a life-or-death situation.”
"A mother's life is used to fight for her child's life."
"If it succeeds, everyone is happy; if it fails, at best the child or mother loses their life, at worst, both mother and child die. This kind of thing is too common in this era."
"I was born during a difficult labor and was premature; I almost didn't survive."
“Every time my grandmother and the others talk about these things, they can’t help but sigh. Being able to survive is due to both divine intervention and medical expertise.”
"My wife, I can't let you take any risks, not even the slightest danger."
"I can accept not having children, but I can't accept not having a wife. If you're not by my side in the future, what reason do I have to exist here?"
Ye Lingyu covered Cheng Qingyan's mouth, stopping her from continuing.
She understood that Cheng Qingyan was worried about her. She also understood what Cheng Qingyan meant when he said that giving birth was a life-threatening gamble.
Not only could Cheng Qingyan not accept her taking risks, but she also couldn't accept Cheng Qingyan taking risks.
Even if it's just a chance, it won't work.
Who knows if they are one of the minority?
Moreover, if the method of verification involves risking one's life, then she absolutely cannot accept it.
Money and fame can be earned back, and even if you lose them, you won't die. But life, once it's gone, it's truly gone.
The thought of Cheng Qingyan not sleeping well and worrying about her made her feel extremely distressed.
She was already living a good and smooth life, and didn't want to add any more trouble.
He reached out and hugged Cheng Qingyan.
Ye Lingyu rested her head on Cheng Qingyan's shoulder and said softly, "Ayan, I understand."
"Moreover, I am very content with this peaceful life now."
“I will not think about having children anymore. God has given us Jiangjiang, and I am already very satisfied.”
"We are so lucky to have such a big child without having to go through a life-or-death ordeal."
"Ayan, I am already content to be with you, and I dare not ask for more."
"If happiness is too abundant, I'm afraid it will overflow. It's just right as it is now."
The hand placed on Ye Lingyu's back gradually tightened, holding Ye Lingyu tightly in his arms.
"My wife, I love you so much~"
"Silly Ayan, I love you so much too~"
In the distance, Jiang Jiang was perched on a tree branch, spitting out a fruit pit. The ginseng leaf on his head swayed back and forth, and he looked completely satisfied.
She hasn't been back for a while, and I feel like she's grown bigger. She had a few leaves, but now she has an extra one. I'm so happy.
She was very satisfied with the food, and her father had planted some more of her favorite fruits. She picked them straight from the tree and ate them in the blink of an eye; they couldn't be fresher.
The taste is completely different from the fruit you buy in the market.
I'm just full and want to sleep.
Just before falling asleep, she was still thinking about whether she could pick some of these fruits and give them to Meng Chuying and Yun Yue.
Delicious food is more enjoyable to share with loved ones.
Jiang Jiang, who was asleep, felt a tickle on the tip of her nose and waved her hand.
Unexpectedly, my nose and face started to itch, and then I was woken up by a sneeze.
A bunch of foxtail grass appeared in front of him. What was there to misunderstand? Cheng Qingyan was waving a bunch of foxtail grass back and forth in front of his face.
Jiang Jiang, now awake, rubbed her nose and yawned, saying, "Father, you're so childish. Mother, don't you care about your husband?"
Hey, this little guy, he's gotten so brave after waking up from his nap?
Cheng Qingyan grabbed Jiang Jiang and pulled him down from the treetop: "What, you've eaten and drunk your fill? You ate fruit, but what grew in your head was courage?"
Jiang Jiang waved her arms and legs, trying to grab Cheng Qingyan's arm, but unfortunately, her arms were too short to reach it.
She could only turn to Ye Lingyu for help: "Mother, look, Father is bullying Jiangjiang!"
Ye Lingyu walked over and patted Cheng Qingyan's hand: "Good boy, Ayan, let go."
Cheng Qingyan obediently let go of Jiang Jiang without hesitation.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness nearly caused Jiang Jiang to lose control of her body. She rushed to Ye Lingyu to accuse Cheng Qingyan of cruelty.
"Waaaaah, Mother, Jiangjiang almost fell to his death! Mother, you must do justice for Jiangjiang!" Jiangjiang cried out, hugging Ye Lingyu.
Ye Lingyu glared at Cheng Qingyan: "Why did you have to provoke her for no reason? Now look what's happened, you've made her cry and now you have to comfort her."
Without even a second thought, Cheng Qingyan knew that Jiang Jiang was faking her tears. With a thought, he took out a Devil Fruit from his spatial storage.
The Devil Fruit is a fruit no bigger than a fist, which she grew out of curiosity some time ago.
This fruit is also sold in fruit shops, but it may only be available in more southern regions.
Cheng Qingyan weighed the fruit in his hand and said with a smile, "Oh, my wife~ look, these are the fruits I just grew."
"It's so delicious, so delicious! I specially saved it for you to try, my wife. I've never had it before!"
"Should I open it now and let my wife taste it?"
Jiang Jiang quietly turned her head away from Ye Lingyu and peeked through the gap into Cheng Qingyan's hand.
These were fruits she had never seen or tasted before, and she never expected that Cheng Qingyan would want to keep them all to himself and hadn't even given them to her.
Thinking of this, Jiang Jiang, who had been pretending to cry, now cried for real.
"Waaaah~ Little cabbage~ Turning yellow in the field~ Father has mother~ Jiangjiang has turned into a blade of grass~"
Cheng Qingyan covered Ye Lingyu's ears. What kind of nonsense was Jiang Jiang singing? It was like a demonic melody.
"Father eats alone, oh, Jiang Jiang's heart aches!"
Cheng Qingyan rolled her eyes and handed the fruit to Jiang Jiang: "Here, take it, here you go, stop crying."
Jiang Jiang immediately took the fruit with a grin, looked it over from left to right, and asked uncertainly, "Dad, is this really edible?"
Cheng Qingyan stretched out her hand: "Give it back if you're not going to eat it!"
Jiang Jiang cut the fruit in half, keeping one half for herself and handing the other half to Ye Lingyu: "Mother, I'll share half with you."
After giving Ye Lingyu half of the fruit, Jiang Jiang smiled and ate it with a clear conscience.
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