As Chi Qiao spoke, she felt increasingly wronged and couldn't help but cry.
Chi Yu knew that she had been in a tense state ever since she transmigrated, and now she needed an outlet.
Seeing this, he didn't say anything, but just hugged her and gently patted her back.
Chi Qiao cried for a while, venting all her unhappiness before wiping away her tears.
Then, under Chi Yu's gaze, he got up and walked to the table, where he began to eat the hot food in large mouthfuls.
After she had eaten and drunk her fill, she let out a burp, leaned back, and then started talking about the child.
"Little Fish, don't worry about anything else from now on. Focus on your postpartum recovery and get well first."
By the way, the baby was premature and is not in good condition. We have hired a doctor from the neighboring Anning County to take care of him.
I'm thinking of bringing the baby back after you finish your postpartum confinement period.
Also, I heard from a colleague that colostrum can increase a child's immunity.
"From now on, you should express your milk every day and have your third sister-in-law deliver it to her."
At this point, her expression suddenly became extremely serious.
"Little Fish, even in modern times, it would be difficult to raise a premature baby like this."
Being weak and sickly is a problem that affects not only children but also adults.
Ideally, babies should live in incubators from birth.
But we're here now, and we don't have the means, so you'd better be prepared.
Chi Yu knew that she was doing this for her own good and to give her a heads-up, so she nodded.
"Yes, sis, I know everything you're saying!"
I'll just do my best to raise it.
It would be best if the child could grow up safely.
If it doesn't work out, then I'll have a clear conscience.
At least I took over someone else's body, and I didn't ignore the child.
Chi Qiao reached out and touched her head, her eyes filled with relief.
"It's best if you can think that way."
Alright, I'll stay with you tonight. Let's just stay in our own rooms and rest.
As for those wastelands outside, see if you can clear them with your mind.
"If it works, great. If not, I'll take care of it when I have some free time!"
Upon hearing this, Chi Yu immediately shook his head.
"Sister, it won't work. I tried it when I saw the wasteland before."
Chi Qiao paused, then said, "I'll think about it and make a decision after I've dealt with your matter!"
If we can't clear the land with our minds and can only use physical labor, it's definitely not enough for her to do it all by herself.
As she looked around, she estimated that the wasteland to be several acres in size.
This is a valuable piece of land; if we handle it properly, it could turn into several acres of rare, fertile land.
Isn't growing things here better than those wastelands in Chijia'ao?
In any case, at least we don't have to experience various natural disasters.
You can harvest as much as you plant there, and you don't have to pay land tax!
However, labor is a problem.
Or maybe we should find an opportunity to make the old man who treats Xiaoyu like his daughter go in and do hard labor?
She wasn't sure if others would tell anyone about Xiaoyu's situation.
But she understood the old man.
Even if they knew that Xiaoyu possessed a rare treasure, they would definitely keep it a secret!
Qijia Village
Qi Mingyu was sitting in the main hall of the old clan chief's house at this moment.
He looked extremely embarrassed under everyone's gaze.
His mouth opened and closed several times, but he kept his lips tightly shut.
Some impatient people, once their patience runs out, can't help but urge others on:
"Mingyu, what are you really thinking? Tell me."
Otherwise, wouldn't it be inconvenient to have us all standing here waiting for you?
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