Liang Yinqiu sat on the bed, her hands tightly clasped together, her eyes fixed on the wardrobe, her heart in a mess, her eyes full of tears.
If Xiaofeng comes back and asks her, how will she answer?
And what about the one in Bi Yue's belly, whether it's a grandson or a granddaughter, do you really not want it anymore?
Liang Yinqiu quickly got up and opened all the windows, feeling like she couldn't breathe.
If her daughter and son became enemies because of this incident, if the two children became strangers and didn't talk to each other, it would be torture for her as a mother!
With every passing minute, Liang Yinqiu's psychological pressure would increase.
Occasionally, she would look at the grandfather clock anxiously. By 8:30 in the evening, she could no longer sit still. The psychological burden was extremely heavy. She kept wiping away her tears and muttering to herself:
"Old Chu, Old Chu, hurry back. Why can't I rely on you at the critical moment?"
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It was dark when the aroma of food began to waft through the Bi family's courtyard.
Liu Yafang held a large bowl in each hand and pushed open her daughter's bedroom door with her elbow.
"Eggplant stew and noodles, do you want some?"
Bi Yue had just finished washing her face, nodded, picked up the chopsticks and started picking noodles.
With a red face from crying, Liu Yafang bent down to get a kettle to give Bi Yueliang a glass of water.
"Mom, leave it there. I want to make some milk."
"Hey, hey, I'll make some for you. Eat more." Liu Yafang swallowed her words, asking her daughter to think about it again. She glanced at the walnuts and jujube kernels on the desk:
"You went out with Liang Xiaoxiao last night, didn't you have dinner?"
"Um."
Liu Yafang thought and thought again, she felt very conflicted.
It's wise to stop saying it.
But... my daughter seems reluctant to let go.
Otherwise, how could her daughter act like this to her? The girl was speaking from her heart.
If you don't want to keep the child, you can't let her know at all. What are you hesitating about these two days?
When Liu Yafang stretched out her hand, Bi Yue's body stiffened, then slowly relaxed, lowered her head and continued to eat noodles, allowing her mother to tuck the loose hair around her ears.
Her hair had grown longer, and Liu Yafang stood aside and looked at Bi Yue:
“Where did you get the money to buy the house?”
"Chu Yifeng left it to me. Mother..."
Liu Yafang turned and left: "Wait, I'll get you the money."
Tears fell into her bowl. Bi Yue felt that her mother was really a big shot, saying that if she could make her cry, she would cry. She cried and warned herself: those who love you should be put first, and those who miss you should be remembered.
In fact, Liu Yafang also felt that her daughter was really capable. Even though her eyes were blinded by crying for the girl, she could still cry for her daughter. She cried while rummaging through the wardrobe, not caring whether Bi Tiegang could hear her inarticulate words, and said to herself:
"Dani'er ate as much as she could. It was like, wow, like she was giving a death row inmate a full meal. My daughter ate noodles, milk powder, and even dates, which she used to dislike. Her father, why didn't the Chu family die? What kind of fate does my daughter have?"
Bi Tiegang couldn't stand it anymore, his eyes turned red and he turned around and walked out.
…
"Daniel."
The father and son did not have a face-to-face conversation.
Bi Yue was wearing a very loose white T-shirt and standing facing the wardrobe. Bi Tiegang had pushed the door open, turned his back, and squatted at the door, smoking.
"Dad is not cruel, he is still my grandson, Dad can't bear to let him go.
I was thinking about giving birth to a child because I was afraid that you would regret it in the future and not be able to start over with a child.
Now that his family’s attitude is clear, the only thing left is a fight between the two families. I’ve given up.
I don't think about marrying him.
If you don't live well, our family will be worried.
But if we want one ourselves, it will be a child who will be born without a harmonious family.
Nier, your mother is right. I've told you what I think. Whichever one you choose, I'll accept and support it. Don't worry about me saying it in front of others."
Bi Yue wiped her eyes with both hands and blocked her nose with her hands.
Even at this time, her parents are still thinking about her.
The loose clothes made Bi Yue's shoulders look even thinner. She suppressed her sobs, trying her best to do so, but the trembling of her voice still betrayed her emotions. She covered her lower abdomen with one hand and her face with the other:
"Dad, I understand everything. I didn't understand you before, but now I understand everything. I'm not a good daughter. I'm sorry."
Bi Tiegang, who was squatting at the door, shook his head with red eyes, and tears dripped onto the concrete floor.
"Tomorrow, Dad, let's go to Miyun County Hospital. I know a doctor there, let's do the abortion."
She didn't want to make the people who loved her sincerely worry anymore, and she didn't want to give birth to the child because her mother would secretly wipe away her tears when she looked at her and the child.
An angel that is not expected is worse than not existing.
Since she couldn't protect him, she would become a sinful woman like her mother in her previous life.
Bi Tiegang listened to her daughter's decision and walked back to the house with heavy steps. Liu Yafang came again, but she didn't dare to say anything. She was afraid that her daughter would cry all night and not get any sleep, so she put down the passbook and left.
Having an abortion tomorrow will harm her body. My daughter hasn't slept well these past few days, so let her have a good sleep.
Chu Yifeng, who was looking forward to the birth of his child, had already felt his legs become numb from standing. Seeing the conductor checking tickets, he quickly asked:
"Comrade, is there a dining car on this train?"
"No."
It's been ten o'clock in the evening since noon, and Chu Yifeng has not eaten or drunk anything. He can't stand it anymore.
"Auntie, how many eggs did you bring? Can you sell me two?"
Chu Yifeng took an egg and a pancake with a red face, and then awkwardly handed the food back to the old lady. He had one hand free, so he quickly took out the money from his trouser pocket:
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