ebookland Chapter 221 What's there to be happy about for a little girl?
Chapter 221 What's there to be happy about for a little girl?
Jian Yue quickly waved her hand to refuse, and said half-jokingly: "Comrade Ye Qingqing, I just want to take a walk with my man and enjoy our world together, and you won't let me do that!"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingqing's face turned red.
"Xiao Yue, look at what you said, you only know how to show off your affection in front of me, well, go take a good walk!"
Jian Yue smiled and waved at her, then walked side by side with Jiang Zeyuan.
The smile on Jiang Zeyuan's face seemed to be about to overflow.
He stretched out his arms and put his arm around Jian Yue's shoulders naturally and intimately.
Full of joy, "Wife, what you just said really touched my heart. I love it so much!"
Jian Yue rolled her eyes at him and pried his hands apart.
"Be careful about your manners as a group leader when you're out there! Look at how cocky you are. I just told you the truth, and you look so happy."
Although she said this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
The two continued to stroll in the moonlight.
The breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness and stirring their heartstrings.
Jiang Wenwen lay in bed at night, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
Thinking about the recent grievances, tears couldn't stop welling up in my eyes.
Finally she couldn't help sobbing, and her cry was particularly clear in the silent night.
Zheng Aijun was already a little confused, and he was suddenly at a loss when he heard the crying.
He quickly sat up and turned on the light. Seeing his wife's tear-stained face, he felt heartbroken.
"Wenwen, what happened? Don't cry, don't cry. Tell me if you have any grievances."
Zheng Aijun asked anxiously while hurriedly wiping Jiang Wenwen's tears.
Jiang Wenwen choked up, as if she had found an outlet to vent.
She recounted in a rush all the things her mother-in-law had done recently.
"Aijun, your mother won't let me move at all. She keeps me on the bed all day long and won't allow me to do anything. I know she's doing this for the good of the child, but I'm really going crazy. Also, I can't eat anything I want. I have to do everything according to her wishes. I feel like I have no freedom at all in this family. I feel so uncomfortable."
Jiang Wenwen became more and more excited as she spoke, and her crying became louder.
Zheng Aijun patted Jiang Wenwen's back gently to comfort her, while frowning and feeling a headache in his heart.
He knew his mother's temper and understood his wife's grievances, and was caught in the middle.
"Wenwen, don't cry. It's not good to hurt yourself. Mom is also old-fashioned. Let's talk to her slowly and don't get angry. I will find a suitable opportunity to talk to mom, don't worry."
Zheng Aijun comforted Jiang Wenwen in a soft voice.
Jiang Wenwen sobbed and said, "Aijun, I don't want this to happen either, but I really can't stand it. I just hope I can give birth to the baby smoothly and don't want to be so depressed every day."
Zheng Aijun hugged Jiang Wenwen tightly, "It will be fine, everything will be fine, I promise."
In the room, the two hugged each other and cried.
The moonlight shone through the window onto them, reflecting a sense of melancholy.
On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, Jian Yue got up early and got busy preparing for all matters related to the festival.
Towards evening, Ye Qingqing and Lin Shuhuan came to Jian Yue's house carrying a chicken and a pound of milk candy.
As soon as Ye Qingqing reached the door, she shouted, "Xiao Yue, we're here!"
Jian Yue came out to greet him with a smile, "Hey, what a rare visitor! Come in, come in."
I was just teasing him on purpose.
After all, ever since what happened last time, it seems that Ye Qingqing still can't let go.
Jiang Zeyuan took the things they brought, raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a bit of ruffian: "You came just like that, and you brought so many things."
Lin Shuhuan smiled and said, "It's a festival, let's have some fun together."
"Xiao Yue, let me help you." Ye Qingqing volunteered.
Jian Yue looked at the chicken and said, "I happen to have cooked a lot of food, so I won't kill this chicken tonight."
The dining table was filled with sumptuous dishes.
There are braised pork, braised pig's trotters with bamboo shoots, salt and pepper prawns, cold kelp shreds, and Ganoderma lucidum pheasant soup stewed by Jian Yue.
When the two walked in, they were stunned.
"Did you know we were coming over for a free meal? You actually cooked so many dishes." Ye Qingqing couldn't help but sigh.
Jian Yue glared at her and said, "Guess!"
After that, everyone sat together, eating, chatting and laughing.
"This braised pork is so delicious, I miss it so much." Ye picked up a piece of meat gently, his eyes shining, and nodded in praise.
Jiang Zeyuan took a sip of the soup and smacked his lips.
He leaned back and said, "That's right, my wife's craftsmanship is impeccable!"
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After dinner, the two men cleaned up the dishes together.
Then, the group sat down in the shade of the trees in the yard to rest.
Jian Yue brought out the mooncakes and fruits she had made herself, as well as the brewed tea.
"Let's eat and enjoy the moon."
Jiang Zeyuan took out the chessboard, raised his chin towards Lin Shuhuan, and said with a wicked smile: "Come on, let's play a game. I'll beat you to pieces."
So, the two started fighting on the chessboard.
Jian Yue and Ye Qingqing were watching the game from the side.
With every step Jiang Zeyuan took, he shook his head confidently and winked at Jian Yue from time to time.
"Zeyuan, you made a wrong move." Jian Yue said anxiously, frowning slightly.
"A true gentleman watches chess without saying a word." Lin Shuhuan teased with a gentle smile on his face.
Jiang Zeyuan curled his lips and snorted, "Wife, don't make trouble, just watch how I beat him."
Everyone was talking at the same time and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
The moon gradually rose, and the bright moonlight sprinkled in the yard.
"The moon is so round tonight." Ye Qingqing looked up at the sky, her face full of intoxication.
"Yes, may we live long and enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands miles apart." Jian Yue said with emotion, her eyes gentle.
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Jiang Wenwen gave birth.
I spent more than ten hours in the hospital in pain before giving birth.
When the nurse came out holding a pink and tender baby girl, Jiang Wenwen's mother-in-law's face instantly turned black.
His brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of disgust and disappointment, and he was still muttering, "Why is it a girl? How unlucky!"
But Zheng Aijun is completely different.
He carefully took his daughter from the nurse's hands, his eyes full of joy.
With his mouth wide open, he couldn't help but kiss his daughter's little face, and said excitedly: "My daughter is so pretty, as beautiful as her mother."
When the mother-in-law heard this, she became even more furious.
He rolled his eyes at Zheng Aijun and said unhappily, "What's there to be happy about as a girl? She can't even give birth to a boy. She's really useless."
Zheng Aijun's face darkened. "Mom, what are you talking about? It doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl. This is my own daughter. I love her so much!"
The mother-in-law snorted coldly, "What do you know? Girls are raised by other families. What use will they be in the future?"
Zheng Aijun hugged his daughter tightly and raised his voice a little, "Mom, if you say that again, I will be unhappy. Whether it is a son or a daughter, they are my beloved ones, and I will love them well."
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to his mother's unhappy expression, turned around and walked towards the ward.
In the ward, Jiang Wenwen lay weakly on the bed.
Seeing Zheng Aijun coming in with his daughter in his arms, a relieved smile appeared on his face.