"She didn't say anything. My mom sent you a lot of things, which will probably arrive in a few days."
Yun Jin was shocked: "Are you sure it was your mother who sent it?"
He Tingchuan nodded: "Originally, she wanted to come and take care of you during your postpartum period."
"No." Yun Jin was afraid. She knew that in the original novel, the old lady did not like Feng Qianqian's marriage to He Tingchuan. She always felt that her son could marry someone better. She hadn't even liked Feng Qianqian from her street, so she would look down on her even more since she was from the countryside.
In the original novel, the old lady never mentioned He Tingchuan's deceased first wife, and she would get angry if others brought it up.
Anyway, they really disliked the original wife who was the cannon fodder, feeling that she was the one who ruined their son's life by making him a widower at a young age.
"I know you don't want the old folks to go through all that trouble." He Tingchuan was good at flattering Yun Jin.
She didn't say she was reluctant to let the elderly woman go through all that trouble; she simply didn't want He's mother to find fault. Since ancient times, the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been difficult to resolve, and she didn't want to clash with He's mother.
“The journey is long, and my dad is getting old and needs someone to take care of him. My mom can’t leave, so she said she can’t come to take care of you during your postpartum period, but the things have to be sent over.” He Tingchuan knew how to say nice things to his mother.
Yun Jin found that this person had a high EQ. Whether it was true or not, if she hadn't read the novel, she would have almost believed his nonsense and thought that Mother He really liked her, his country daughter-in-law.
"Mom, you're too kind. I'll definitely take good care of her in the future!" Anyone can say nice things. If Yun Jin wanted to, she could coax the birds down from the trees.
It's just a handful of millet.
As she was talking, Yun Jin's leg started cramping again, and she cried out in pain.
He Tingchuan sat up with a swift movement, skillfully massaging her legs with his large hands, while also paying attention to her emotional state: "How are you feeling? Have you been drinking bone broth these past few days?"
"Yes, but it's not very effective. Ouch, it hurts so much! Why is being pregnant so uncomfortable?" Yun Jin couldn't help but complain.
Hearing her gasp for breath, He Tingchuan felt guilty and couldn't help but say, "We'll just have one child, and you don't need to get pregnant again."
"Huh?" Yun Jin thought she had misheard.
"One child is enough; I love my daughter and my son equally," He Tingchuan stated.
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