Everyone discussed the pregnancy of Xiao Yaxue and Yang Ruolan again, and everyone was very happy.
Xiao Yaxue and Na Risong have been married for several years.
If you compare it to other normal couples, at least they have three children, and the eldest child can take care of themselves.
But there was no movement in their stomachs.
This pregnancy made the couple extremely excited.
I heard that Xiao Yaxue was trapped in the yard by Na Risong and she was not allowed to run around. Na Risong went to town the next day to buy Xiao Yaxue her favorite snacks.
Yang Ruolan and Ahao were even more surprised.
From the moment he found out that Yang Ruolan was pregnant, Ahao took over the laundry, cooking and other errands at home.
Yang Ruolan bent down to pick something up, but Ah Hao wouldn't allow it.
It was also because the transportation team had not gone out for long-distance running in the past few days. Ah Hao said that the next time the transportation team went on a long-distance trip, he would be away from home for several months.
Then spend some money and hire a woman from a neighboring village to take care of Yang Ruolan and her mother.
"Has the world changed or something like that? I feel like the young people of their generation love their wives more than we did back then!"
Da Sun covered her mouth, giggled and said.
Bao Suyun also smiled and said: "All of this started from Tang Yazi."
Da Sun nodded: "That's right, Tang Yazi doted on Qing'er so much at the beginning, and later Yongjin, Narisong, Ahao and the others followed suit."
"Oh, this good atmosphere was all brought here by Tang Yazi. Girls like them are lucky."
"Haha, aunt, it would be very unpleasant if my uncle heard what you said." Yang Ruoqing also joked with a smile.
Da Sun said: "I just want him to hear it on purpose, and let him change his stupid temperament and pamper me more."
Old Mrs. Sun couldn't help but laugh: "You, you are not serious enough to say these things in front of the juniors."
"Fortunately, this room is full of family members who know everything about you and what kind of character you are."
"If outsiders heard this, they would really laugh out loud. I am an old married woman, and I am not ashamed to say the same things as these young wives."
After being slapped in the mouth like this by Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun lost all her temper.
He was smiling and begging for mercy, and the atmosphere in the room was very good.
Sun and Yang Ruoqing even began to discuss using a big pot to cook watermelon porridge at noon. Then they would fry two bowls of potatoes and two bowls of scrambled eggs with chili as side dishes, and everyone would come over to eat the porridge.
At this moment, Cao Bamei, who had been laughing in the crowd before, suddenly dropped the watermelon in her hand.
He covered his stomach with his hands and bent down.
Yang Ruoqing was the first to discover something was wrong with Cao Bamei.
"Bamei, what's wrong with you?" she asked, raising her hand to put on Cao Bamei's shoulder.
Cao Bamei raised her head.
"Ah, why do you look so ugly? What's wrong with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
This voice attracted everyone else's attention.
The eldest Sun family also quickly gathered around: "Eight Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Cao Bamei took a breath and pointed at her belly.
"It hurts so much here, like being pinched hard by an awl..."
These words could not be said in a string, and the cold sweat on his forehead was rolling down like raindrops.
Everyone immediately panicked.
Yang Ruoqing asked: "Did you feel bad after eating watermelon? Do you want to go to the toilet?"
Cao Bamei shook her head.
Da Sun said: "Perhaps the banquet in the morning was a bit greasy, and now I eat this iced watermelon, which makes my stomach and intestines twist. I used to do this often. It's okay. It's okay. Come on, go to bed and lie down first."
Just as Mrs. Sun was helping Cao Bamei up, Yang Ruoqing's sharp eyes saw a wet mark on the stool where Cao Bamei sat.
"Wait a minute, what is this?"
She said, leaning over to dip her fingers into the thing, and put it in front of her eyes for a look.
"Blood!"
she said.
"Eight sisters, you're on your period and you still eat watermelon? No wonder you have a stomachache!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Hearing this, Cao Bamei was stunned.
"What? I, my menstruation has been irregular this past year. I didn't know what happened to me!" she said.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what Cao Bamei had told her before.
After giving birth to Xiuxiu, other women's menstruation will be more regular than before when they were girls in their parents' homes.
But Cao Bamei is an exception.
Xu is a first-time mother and has a lot of psychological pressure.
Later, after experiencing Yang Huaan's voyeuristic inner shadow, he followed Yang Yong to live in the town and then in the county.
The living environment keeps changing, and I come into contact with new people and things. In the process of adapting, the psychological tension affects the body, so there are some problems with the body.
But at this time, she wanted to give Yang Yongjin another son. The longer she didn't get pregnant, the more anxious she became.
Therefore, menstruation became more and more irregular. Sometimes it was a month, sometimes it was two months, and the longest period was only once every five months.
A severe endocrine disorder made her thinner and thinner, and she also had a few more freckles on both sides of her nose.
"Then it's probably menstruation." Yang Ruoqing said, coming over to help, "Come on, go lie down on the bed and drink some brown sugar water later."
He helped the pale-faced Cao Bamei to lie down on the bed.
Seeing her painful expression, Yang Ruoqing was a little confused.
While Sun went to make some brown sugar water, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but grab Cao Bamei's hand and feel her pulse.
I didn't know it, but this time, I was shocked.
"This pulse is wrong!" Yang Ruoqing said.
"What's wrong?" Da Sun and the others came over and asked nervously.
Yang Ruoqing herself also frowned lightly.
"Why does it feel like Ximai?" she said.
"Happy pulse?" Mrs. Sun suddenly became excited.
Yang Ruoqing said: "You guys keep an eye on me while I go to Uncle Fu and ask him to come over and give me a good diagnosis!"
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Half an hour later, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on her face, Yang Ruoqing personally escorted Uncle Fu to the outside of Sun's courtyard.
Standing at the door of the courtyard, Uncle Fu was still there, giving her careful instructions.
"Ms. Cao's body bones are already weak, and she has been taking medicine to improve her health a while ago."
"Now that I'm pregnant, I have to stop taking this medicine immediately and don't take it anymore."
"Although it is a hot day, her constitution is weak and she should avoid eating cold things."
"Later, I will prescribe two more anti-fetal medicines for her, and she will take them first to see the effects," Fu Bo said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, keeping every word Uncle Fu said in mind.
When I go back later, I have to convey it word for word to my eighth sister and eldest aunt.
After sending Uncle Fu away, Yang Ruoqing walked back to the house quickly.
In the room, Cao Bamei was lying on her back on the bed, with a thin quilt on her stomach.
After drinking hot brown sugar water and taking some medicine prescribed by Uncle Fu, her face looked better now.
I can also sit there and listen to the chattering chatter between the eldest Sun family and Sun family Bao Suyun next to the bed.
The topic everyone talked about was naturally about Cao Bamei's pregnancy, and everyone had surprises and surprises on their faces.
Especially the eldest Sun family, who was talking so much that they were spitting and dancing.
Cao Bamei listened with a smile, her hands gently stroking her belly, and her face could not hide the relief and expectation.
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