novelraw Chapter 1194: No long memory yet (monthly ticket 1800+ more)
Chapter 1194: No long memory yet (monthly ticket 1800+ more)
Chapter 1194 No long memory yet (monthly ticket 1800+ more)
The freshman's baby changed her name. According to the character of Yu's father, she must have a name that matches her second brother's baby. Xiaoqian thought about it in her mind, such as sunshine and masculinity. , No matter which one is not so nice, I couldn't help worrying about the girl's name.
Neither Yu Yiguang nor Yu Yigang is a good name.
But at this time, the whole family was immersed in the joy of Tian Ding’s import. When the father rushed over, his three grandsons had already come out. Although the newborn baby looked almost wrinkled, but they just thought their own baby was pretty. During the time, the whole family is beaming and in a particularly good mood.
Because it was a normal childbirth, after three days of observation in the hospital, the adult and the baby can be discharged after being okay. On this day, Xiaoqian wants to go to see her freshman year, and Xiaoqian’s mother also went with her.
Fortune drove, Xiaoqian and her mother were both sitting in the back. Because they were both family members, Xiaoqian's mother didn't have so much scruples when talking, she just complained.
"I thought you were married to a high school, but now, the high school is not good."
"Mom, why are you crazy? How do you say this in a good way?"
Xiaoqian admits that her mother-in-law did not lose money because of her mother's. Why does her mother look resentful?
"I can’t tell you what my son-in-law is doing. I can bear it. Now people ask how much my son’s salary is. I said that they don’t believe me. Those who are in the New Year’s Eve, the son-in-law also runs out of sight. What is it? Ah, it's not as good as selling cold skins at the door..."
When someone asked Xiaoqian's mother about what was clear, Xiaoqian's mother was vague, and they thought that she was doing a bad job. This has already caused that Xiaoqian's mother to complain.
My son has good prospects, he entered the headquarters to work, he still entered according to his own strength, and the salary came up. Qian'er’s mother went out and said that everyone thought she was bragging and didn’t believe that her uninspiring child had such good prospects.
Fugui and Xiaoqian are happy.
"Aren’t you all used to this?"
"I can bear it, but look at this old Yu family, why Yu Minglang is so busy all year round? Is there anything that can't wait for the New Year to be tossed? What is the job for the New Year? Why don't you change your life? Have to toss about the Chinese New Year?"
After a long period of trouble, it was here to fight the injustice.
The absence of a Chinese New Year is very uncomfortable to Xiaoqian's mother. If she is not at home for the New Year every year in the future, what will her poor girl do?
"Whether there is a temporary job abroad, family members also have to understand. It is impossible for your son-in-law to be so busy all the time."
Xiaoqian doesn't care too much about this, she is used to it, who made him do this? There are so many festivals a year, there are always people who can't spend time together, she's all good, at least she can often Seeing him, who should be reasonable with those who have not seen their husbands after staying at home for a year?
"Then I don't care, anyway, if you have a child in the future, he will have to come back no matter how busy he is, but he can't let you live forever!" A mother doesn't want to worry about so much, she just misses her daughter.
"Then what if he can't come back?" Xiaoqian teased her.
"Can't come back..." Xiaoqian's mother was embarrassed.
The wealth and honour who are usually stable, don’t know what’s wrong today. Hearing the conversation between the two girls and opening the CD in the car, the melody of Erquan Yingyue overflowed.
The emotionally rich old lady in menopause heard this melody, her emotions were out of control, she shed tears when she took out a small handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes.
"If you don't have a baby, he won't come back, that would be too much."
"Isn't it? I was lying on the hospital bed with blood stabbing, trembling hands stretched out to the sky, ah, I'm looking for my husband~"
Xiaoqian’s description with this melody can hardly be too miserable.
Xiaoqian’s mother was sour, and she cried even harder.
"My horrible girl! Why did you find such a family to marry..."
"Okay, Rich, you change the song, don't fix this." Xiaoqian saw her mother cry so badly, she couldn't bear to continue teasing her.
"Okay, okay, isn't this all joking with you? Not to mention that I have had a baby for a few months, but that Xiaoqiang will not be there at that time, aren't you all the mothers here, and my mother-in-law will also come over. At that time, I won’t be so pitiful to have a baby by myself. It’s just to scare you."
This is called collapse therapy. Xiaoqian jokingly told her mother’s worst fears, and guided them to give a reasonable explanation to appease the old lady, so she didn’t worry that she had been thinking about it in the past few months.
"You girl, kidding about your mother!" Xiaoqian's mother wanted to touch her girl's forehead with her hand, and she stretched out her hand halfway to the chair and poked the chair fiercely.
"Puff! Mom, did you practice a Yang finger?"
Wealth and dignity all the time listening to these girls playing tricks, Le’s stomach hurts.
Is this a mother-daughter dialogue, or is it a cross talk? It’s so cute.
"What are you practicing! I'm afraid of poking you on the head. My grandson will come out with a bag! These are all very particular."
"It's superstitious again! Mom, your hair is burnt, why is your knowledge so short? How can you be so particular!" Xiaoqian has convinced her mother, and she doesn't know what she believes every day.
"Bah, baah! You girl, don't say anything, you can't talk nonsense in the future, you know? You talk the most when you are pregnant. If you want to have a son, if someone asks you, you will say that you are pregnant with a daughter. You have to tell Minglang how your girl is, but you can’t just talk about things other than gender. For example, if a man is not at home when you have a child, you can’t say that. What if it comes true? Hey, my hair for the New Year’s Eve Just let it be burned. It's too unlucky. When I turn around, I have to burn some more incense and donate more money for sesame oil..."
Xiaoqian was really speechless about the stubbornness of this old lady, and complained to the rich.
"Rich, do you say that the folks say it is weird? A bunch of unfounded claims are still self-contained. This set of claims has been circulating for so many years, and there are still so many people who believe in it. The degree of universality is almost universal. It is more convincing than our psychologists."
"Yes, these self-contained claims are all the life experiences that our ancestors summed up over a long period of time. Although some sound ridiculous, there are reasons for these claims." Fugui and Xiaoqian Professional There is a common language for talking about these things.
"This is true, some superstitions can be explained by science." Xiaoqian glanced at her mother and asked.
"Mom, is there such a saying in your superstitious head that there can be no beams in the bedroom?"
"Yes, yes! It's not lucky to have beams in the bedroom. This is about the feelings of the host and hostess. If there are beams in the bedroom, it will be murderous, and the feelings of the husband and wife are at odds!"
(End of this chapter)