At first, Yang Ruoqing thought it was very interesting. It was the first time she had experienced such a thing. Please search for (Pin#书... the most complete novel on the Internet! The fastest updated novel
But later on, I was tired and sleepy, and my eyelids were fighting.
Finally seizing the opportunity, he dozed off with his pillow on Mrs. Sun's arm.
Fortunately, this season has already entered summer, and it’s not too cold to doze at night.
Otherwise, staying up late is really unbearable.
Finally, daybreak came.
The white curtain in front of the coffin was removed, and Yang Huazhong and the others began to tie the coffin there.
Another group of people piled all the clothes, shoes, and used things Yang Huaan had worn on the open space at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Begin preparations for burning.
Yang Huaan's body is about to be sent up the mountain.
Old Yangtou and Mr. Tan were helped to the ancestral hall to see Yang Huaan on his last journey.
In the ancestral hall, people suddenly burst into tears.
Especially when the coffin was lifted and all the way to the entrance of the ancestral hall, Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan were crying so hard.
During this period, Ms. Tan also fell down and hit her forehead on the corner of the coffin.
"My son, my heart..."
"Mom is still here, why did you leave first?"
"I agreed that I would support my mother until she is old and die. Hua An, my dear son, my mother can't bear to leave you..."
Mrs. Tan's hair was disheveled, she cried heartbrokenly, and kept beating the coffin.
Jin also burst into tears and convulsed on the ground from crying.
Husband and wife fell in love overnight. Although Yang Huaan didn't treat her well when he was alive, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
Infected by such an atmosphere, everyone else in Lao Yang's family was also wiping away tears.
Including Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei.
No matter how sad and reluctant you are, when it's time to leave, you have to go.
The coffin finally swayed onto the road, heading all the way to Mianniu Mountain behind the village.
Yang Yongxian is the eldest son and leads the way holding the soul-calling flag.
The other members of the old Yang family all followed the coffin and sent Yang Huaan up the mountain in tears.
…
In the middle of the morning, Yang Ruoqing and Daan came back.
The burial is over, and the funeral has come to an end.
"Oh, I'm so exhausted!"
Yang Ruoqing entered the main room and lay down on the rocking chair.
In his previous life, he went out on missions, traveled over mountains and ridges, and stayed up several all-nighters in a row, and it didn't have any impact at all.
But now, after just one night, I was so exhausted that I was about to fall apart.
"Sister, can I rub your shoulders for you?" Daan came over and asked with a concerned look on his face.
Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "No need, you've been tired for the whole night, I'll just go back and take a nap."
In the next few days, Yang Ruoqing fell into a dark sleep.
In the meantime, Tuoba Xian took the initiative to take up the kitchen work, delivering delicious food to Yang Ruoqing's house three times a day in various ways.
"Mom, why are you so embarrassed? It's my job to take care of you. But you are the one taking care of me..."
Yang Ruoqing sat on the bed, holding the Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup in her hand, with a moved expression on her face.
Tuoba Xian smiled lovingly.
"Although we are mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, I have always treated you as my daughter."
"You have a special body right now, so I should take care of you instead of Tang Yazi," she said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled, and suddenly...
"Mom, what do you mean? What's so special about my body?" she asked.
Tuoba Xian smiled even more gently, and she raised her hand to gently stroke Yang Ruoqing's hair.
"My mother and I are going to talk privately. You tell your mother, how long has it been since you had your period?" Tuoba Xian asked.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment.
Huh……
Her little day was supposed to be the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, but today is already twenty-two and it hasn’t come yet.
"How long has it been? Have you calculated it?" Tuoba Xian asked again.
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and said, "It's been more than half a month."
Tuoba Xian smiled, "Haha, that's right."
Seeing that Yang Ruoqing still looked confused, Tuoba Xian continued: "You are so smart in other aspects, why are you a bit stupid here?"
"You are pregnant!"
Pregnant?
There was a bang in Yang Ruoqing's head, as if something exploded in an instant.
After a brief period of shock, there was overwhelming surprise and ecstasy!
"I-I'm pregnant?"
She quickly put the bowl aside and put her hands on her belly.
No wonder I've had a bad appetite and been so sleepy during this period.
It turns out that it’s because a little life has been conceived inside it?
This is her child, her and Luo Fengtang’s first child!
"I'll take my own pulse!"
Yang Ruoqing said, clasping her right hand on her left wrist.
However, this heartbeat was too crazy.
Breathing too fast.
The blood flowed so fast that she couldn't feel any slight abnormality in the beating of her pulse.
"No, mother, I can't control my emotions. I can't handle it."
"I have to ask Uncle Fu to come over and diagnose my pulse!"
She said to Tuoba Xian.
Tuoba Xian stood up and said, "Okay, I'll ask Uncle Fu to come over right now."
Tuoba Xian went to invite Uncle Fu. In the room, Yang Ruoqing was extremely excited.
He quickly put his hand against his still flat belly, gently stroking and feeling it.
It’s amazing, there is life in it!
Tangyazi, your seeds have taken root and sprouted in my land.
You are going to be a father...
Soon, Tuoba Xian invited Uncle Fu over.
Also coming with Uncle Fu were Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun.
"Qing'er, no wonder you've been so sleepy these days and have a bad appetite. So you're pregnant? That's great!"
Da Sun said excitedly as soon as she entered the house.
Old Mrs. Sun also couldn't hide her happiness, but she still wanted to drink from Mrs. Sun.
"Let's wait until Uncle Fu is diagnosed before congratulating him," said Mrs. Sun.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Uncle Fu to take Yang Ruoqing's pulse first.
Uncle Fu has been doing these things all his life. As soon as his fingers touched Yang Ruoqing's wrist, he immediately knew what was going on.
"Congratulations to Qing'er, congratulations to Qing'er, you are going to be a mother!"
Uncle Fu clasped his fists in his hands, arched his head to Yang Ruoqing, and congratulated her repeatedly.
Yang Ruoqing put down her sleeves, her eyes surprisingly bright.
"Approximately how long will it take?" she asked, suppressing her excitement.
Uncle Fu also asked about the last time she had sex with Luo Fengtang, and the specific date of her last menstrual period.
Then, Uncle Fu said, "It's been a month and a half. The delivery date is probably tomorrow in February."
This is similar to Yang Ruoqing's own estimated due date.
"Thank you Uncle Fu, this is the lucky money, please accept it."
Yang Ruoqing said, then took out a red envelope from under the pillow and gave it to Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu quickly waved his hand: "How can I accept Qing'er's red envelope..."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "This is the wedding money. Uncle Fu, you must accept it to make me happy!"
On the side, Tuoba Xian and Sun were also there to persuade Uncle Fu to accept it.
Uncle Fu said: "Okay, then I will accept it, thank you Qing'er!"
