Chapter 71

"What are you thinking about? You look so absorbed."

Shang Nanchen was particularly considerate and pretended not to notice Jing Xian's embarrassment and asked.

"I want to have a daughter."

After saying that, Jing Xian's body stiffened, and she subconsciously raised her head, just in time to meet Shang Nanchen's half-smiley eyes. She pretended nothing happened, silently looked away, and planned to lie back and pretend to sleep.

Click.

The door was locked.

Shang Nanchen jumped onto the kang like an agile cheetah and pressed her under him.

Jing Xian quickly held him back with both hands: "Get off quickly, this is not a good thing!"

Not only did he not get up, he hugged her and kissed her, his deep voice carrying a subtle excitement: "You want to give me a daughter?"

What kind of daughter will you give birth to?

Jing Xian immediately denied it: "No! What's the point of having a daughter? Will she marry into another family and be bullied?"

"How could she be bullied? She has four brothers, who can bully her?" How could Shang Nanchen let others bully his daughter?

He thought it would be nice to have a daughter like Jingxian, a sweet and soft little girl who would call him daddy sweetly.

Just thinking about it makes me a little impatient.

"Let's have a daughter!"

Jing Xian looked at Shang Nanchen who was eager to try, and covered his mouth: "Please, don't say anything!"

Even with her eyes closed, she could sense how burning his gaze was.

Neither of them spoke, they could only hear each other's breathing, and -

A violent heartbeat.

She looks so nervous, which is really endearing.

Shang Nanchen couldn't help but kiss her from her forehead to her nose and then down, cherishing her very much.

The taste has changed without me noticing.

Halfway through, Jing Xian remembered that the medicine she made was gone and wanted him to stop.

Then I thought, it’s just a one-time thing, and it won’t really happen.

If it really happens, give birth to it.

Jingxian fell asleep later and didn't know what time the children came back.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning.

She sat up, her legs felt like noodles, and the area below the waist didn't feel like her own. Shang Nanchen wasn't in the room, and she looked at the time on her watch. It was only five o'clock.

Shang Nanchen probably went for morning exercises.

She sat on the kang, paused for a while, got up, put on her clothes, went downstairs to wash her face and brush her teeth, and then cooked.

The ashes in the stove have been cleared away.

You don't need to ask to know that it was Shang Nanchen who did it.

In the morning, make some dumpling soup, add a few poached eggs, a handful of green vegetables, and a peeled persimmon.

When the meal was almost ready, the children all got up.

Fusheng was the first to come out of the house. When he saw Jingxian, he asked with a worried look on his face, "Mom, are you feeling better?"

"What?"

Jing Xian suspected that she had heard it wrongly.

Fusheng said, "When we came back yesterday, you were already asleep. My dad said you were not feeling well, so you went to bed early. He asked us to be quiet so as not to disturb you."

Jing Xian: “…”

How could she not know that she was not feeling well?

Thinking of what someone said in her ear last night, Jing Xian's ears turned red instantly.

"It's all right now. Hurry up and wash your faces and set the table for dinner." Jing Xian deliberately urged the boy loudly to prevent him from asking again.

"I need to go to the restroom."

After saying that, Fusheng ran out.

Tiedan came out and saw Jingxian and asked, "Mom, are you feeling better?"

Jing Xian: “…”

She really wanted to say that she was fine.

"Okay, go wash your face and eat." Jing Xian was able to talk to the kid calmly this time.

After a while, Damao came out and saw Jingxian and asked, "Mom, where did you feel uncomfortable yesterday? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"I'm fine. Everything is fine. You guys should wash your faces and eat. You'll be late for school soon." Jing Xian said this, her heart was calm and she couldn't stir up any waves.

Wave.

When she turned around, Xiao Mao was standing beside her, watching her.

Jing Xian didn't wait for him to say anything, and said, "I'm fine now. I'm not feeling any discomfort. I'm going to wash my face and have dinner now."

Xiao Mao put on a cool face, blinked his eyes and said, "Mom, my pants are broken."

Jing Xian: “…”

She's had enough!

"Okay, bring it here for me to see."

Xiao Mao handed the pants to Jing Xian, and Jing Xian asked Damao to bring breakfast. She looked at the scratch on the pants and asked Xiao Mao to eat first. She returned to the west room, took out the sewing machine, and put on the needle and thread. She got up and went to the cupboard, found a piece of cloth of the same color, and did not cut it into a square, but cut it into the shape of a cat's head.

She used the sewing machine to mend the trousers with the cloth and gave them to Xiao Mao to put on.

The other children immediately looked at her with the same expression. This expression was not unfamiliar to them at all.

It has happened before.

Jing Xian immediately warned the boys: "If you tear your pants on purpose, I will cut out a different color of cloth and mend it for you."

The other three children immediately stopped thinking.

Shang Nanchen didn't come back for breakfast, so there was a small bowl of dumpling soup left, so Jing Xian heated it up in the pot.

If Shang Nanchen came home late, he could still have a hot meal.

Jing Xian arrived at the hospital entrance and saw Xu Ning, who looked unwell. She asked in surprise, "You didn't just come here this morning, did you?"

"No, I arrived last night." Xu Ning pointed upstairs and said, "I'll go up first and come down to tell you later."

"Okay, go ahead."

Jingxian went to the pharmacy to check the medicines and do statistics.

Sun Hongxia was sitting on a chair eating sunflower seeds. She didn't say anything to Jingxian when she saw her come in. Jingxian didn't pay any attention to her. No one came to see a doctor in the morning. After Jingxian counted the medicines in the pharmacy, she couldn't help frowning.

Sun Hongxia gave the patient medicine that had expired three years ago.

“Knock knock.”

Jing Xian was sitting in the office. She turned around and saw Xu Ning coming over. She called her, "Come in and sit down."

Xu Ning walked in and sat down next to her, with a look of depression written all over her face.

"Did you encounter setbacks when you returned to your husband's house?" Jing Xian asked her.

Xu Ning shook her head and sighed: "It's not that I encountered setbacks, it's that every woman will encounter this kind of thing. I didn't think about it before, and when it was my turn, I didn't know what to say."

"Say whatever you want." Jing Xian was writing a medical record.

They were carefully sorted out one by one and placed in the cabinet.

"Let's talk about it after you're done. This will disturb your work."

"I'm done." Jing Xian finished writing the last medical record, stood up and put it in the cabinet, turned around and said to Xu Ning, "Hurry up and tell me."

Xu Ning sat up straight and said, "This time when I went back, my mother-in-law urged me to have a baby."

"normal."

Jing Xian said this, but in her heart she was thinking, what's going on today? Why do people talk about having children no matter where they go?

Xu Ning smiled bitterly: "It's normal, but Song Zheng and I are together for less than six days a month. This is the result of our hard work. Sometimes, we only see each other once a month, stay for two nights and then separate. How can we live like this?"

"You didn't tell your mother-in-law?"

"Yes."

"What did she say?"

Jing Xian knew without asking that the result would definitely not be optimistic.

"My mother-in-law told me to go back to the hospital in the city." Xu Ningzhen felt that her mother-in-law was a little naive. "She has no idea how difficult life is for Western doctors out there. If I were a Chinese doctor, I would definitely go back. But I'm not. If I go back to the city, I'll be worried every day."

"Didn't your mother-in-law ask Song Zheng to come over?"

"Don't mention it. She thinks that Song Zheng is too much trouble for coming here once or twice a month. She wants me to be more sensible and not torment my lover." When Xu Ning heard this, she was about to explode with grievance. "Don't I feel sorry for Song Zheng? Don't I worry about what he might encounter on the way when he runs back and forth? Every time he comes, I worry about what will happen to him.

When I left, I was also very nervous, worried that the road would be difficult to walk at night. If something unexpected happened, I would definitely regret it for the rest of my life. "

Jing Xian handed her the silk scarf over. "It's freshly washed."

"I don't mind." Xu Ning wiped her tears and cheered up again, "I can't tell these things to my parents, nor to other people in the family. I can't tell Song Ning either."

Song Ning could help her out, but it was difficult for a little girl like Song Ning to get involved.

Besides, she couldn't always let Song Ning stand in front of her.

"In fact, the fact that you have been separated for so long is not a big deal. Song Zheng is not much younger than Shang Nanchen, right?"

"Just a few months."

“…”

This was something Jingxian had not expected.

Xu Ning was not ignorant: "I can understand my mother-in-law's desire for a child. After all, she is not young anymore. There are already several children of the same age. The oldest one is already in school for several years. It's not that I don't want to have a child, but how can we have one now?"

"What did Song Zheng say?"

"What else can I say? It all depends on fate."

Jing Xian: "Then you are still worried."

"I feel unhappy." Xu Ning propped her chin with her hands. "I thought I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect that I'm not very good at getting along with my mother-in-law. If I really have a child in the future, she will definitely come over to help take care of the child. I feel a headache when I think about that kind of life."

Jing Xian said: "Why don't you find someone to help take care of the child when the time comes?"

"Let's talk about it later." Xu Ning stood up. "I'm going upstairs. I'll come to your place tonight and we'll talk."

"OK."

A patient came in the afternoon.

People with bad legs and feet.

Jing Xian prescribed him a plaster she made herself and asked him to go back and apply it.

For this matter, she even went to see the dean.

Prevent trouble in the future.

On her way back home in the evening, Jing Xian went to the grocery store and bought two pieces of tofu.

She cooked a pot of millet rice and steamed it in the pot in the west room.

While we were picking vegetables, Song Ning came with a cloth bag containing two cans of maltose and a bag of toffee.

"Why did you bring this here?" Jing Xian said she didn't want anything.

Song Ning put the things on the cabinet: "Don't argue with me, these things are not for you, but for the children. Besides, these things will be gone in two days. It's just a token of my appreciation."

"You can leave the things here, and I'll give you the money." Jing Xian was about to give her the money.

"You are such a boring person." Song Ning was determined not to take the money. "If you feel embarrassed to accept it, just make me a few more skirts to wear."

Jing Xian looked suspiciously at Song Ning who was too guilty to look at her tomorrow, and felt that she was really a bit stupid.

"If you want me to make clothes for you, just tell me directly. The cloth is cheap cloth you got. You want a few skirts, why not just ask? Why do you have to beat around the bush?"

Jing Xian didn't expect that Song Ning was so supportive.

Song Ning said embarrassedly: "I'm just worried that you're busy!"

"No matter how busy I am, I can still find time to make clothes for you." Jing Xian took out a notebook and a pen and asked Song Ning, "Do you have any requests?"

"No, I believe you."

"Then don't say it doesn't look good then."

"No."

Jing Xian thought that Song Ning wore military uniform all year round and seemed to have very few casual clothes.

I'll make two more coats for her when the time comes.

As she was thinking, Song Ning suddenly came over like a curious baby and asked in a low voice: "Jingxian, you have been married for more than half a year, right? How come you are still not pregnant at all? Is it because Shang Nanchen is not good enough?"