Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 293: Him, postpartum depression?

When Lian Tianyi said that Lian Pei was sick and saw that he was in a panic, the director was also anxious. He hurriedly called the accompanying doctor and rushed to where Lian Pei lived. He found that he was sitting there, and he suddenly became relaxed. tone.

It's okay, he was so scared that his legs were weak.

He also thought that the next chance of house collapse would fall on him.

No, I can never invite Xi Yan again in the future!

After calming down, the director stepped forward and asked with concern: "Lian Pei, are you okay?"

Lian Pei didn't seem to be in a good mood, but when he saw the director, he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Seeing him like this, the director was worried, "Why don't you let the doctor check you out, just in case."

"Yeah." Lian Pei didn't care and responded casually, his eyes always falling on Wu Xiaowen.

He could still hear the fucking voice in his ears. It was rough, sharp, and full of meanness, which hurt his ears. But his wife seemed to be used to it. She lowered her head and took it all in. She didn't speak or refute. Jing was scolded.

Unlike anger, Lian Pei's heart was actually numb.

This numbness also made him more and more panicked.

The doctor examined him, and suddenly his eyes became a little strange. After thinking about it, he stood up and whispered to the director.

The director was a little surprised when he heard what he said. He glanced at Lian Pei suspiciously and his eyes became strange. Finally, he cleared the scene and led the staff out.

Qin'er and Lian Tianyi were also called out.

However, Chuzhou didn't go far and sat down on the steps at the door. Seeing this, Lian Tianyi also stopped, but he was a little afraid of her and quietly sat in the seat furthest away from her.

Woohoo, the little fat girl is so scary.

He will also eat a lot in the future and strive to be stronger than her earlier!

Congee didn't know what he was thinking. She was holding a porcelain bottle in her hand, her short legs crossed together, her fat paws holding her plump little breasts, and she was sitting firmly on the steps, looking like she would never sell until she did. Willing to walk.

She still wants to make money!

Seeing her like this, the director didn't say much. He just frowned and seemed a little confused in his eyes, muttering to himself: "How could this happen?"

How could a good person get this disease?

Qin'er heard his words with sharp ears and was a little curious. He quietly pulled off the sleeves of Chow Chow and asked, "Cai Cai, is Uncle Lian really sick?"

Porridge shook his head, "No, it's my aunt who is sick."

Wu Xiaowen?
But isn’t the person who wants to see a doctor Lian Pei?

Qin Er didn't understand either, but seeing that the director was still there, he didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, in the room, Lian Pei was shocked when he heard the doctor's diagnosis.

He said in disbelief: "Postpartum depression?"

he?
He is a man suffering from postpartum depression?
His face was a little distorted, and he twitched the corners of his mouth with difficulty, "Doctor, are you kidding me?"

The doctor put his hands in his pockets and said, "My preliminary diagnosis is this. If Mr. Lian is worried, you can go to the hospital for a detailed examination."

"It's not that I don't worry about it, it's absolutely impossible." Lian Pei waved his hands with an ugly face and looked at the doctor with a somewhat unkind look.

What a joke, he's a man!
Seemingly reading his thoughts, the doctor pushed up his glasses and explained: "Postpartum depression does occur with a certain probability among men. After a woman gives birth, when a man feels too stressed and causes a psychological burden, It may cause postpartum depression, which also shows that Mr. Lian loves his wife very much."

The doctor's words were tactful, but Lian Pei suddenly fell silent.

He knew very well that he was not in the situation he said he was.

So why on earth did he have this diagnosis?

Wu Xiaowen was also in the room. He had hung up the phone and had finished being scolded unilaterally.

After hearing their conversation, she took a deep breath, walked over, and said, "I am the one suffering from postpartum depression."

Lian Pei looked at her blankly, "Xiaowen?"

Wu Xiaowen's eyes were inexplicably calm, as if she had made up her mind. She slowly said, "Lian Pei, let's get a divorce."

Widowed marriage, the husband's neglect, the mother-in-law's double-dealing, even the biological son, under the influence of his grandmother, beat and scolded her at will, without any respect.

She was too tired at this home.

"Xiaowen..." Lian Pei looked at her in shock and a little confused, "Why?"

Hearing this, Wu Xiaowen couldn't help but laugh as if he had heard some joke. At the end of the laugh, he felt a little pitiful.She covered her face and tried to calm down her emotions, so that she would not look hideous and degrading because of her resentment.

She shrugged and said with a wry smile: "Look, you don't even know what kind of life I live. You only believe what you see."

Thinking of what he said just now, Lian Pei was speechless. After a moment, he said, "You can tell me."

Hearing this, Wu Xiaowen showed a little ridicule on his face, "I said it, do you believe it?"

Do not believe.

Not only that, but they would also accuse her of being meddlesome and unfilial.

Recalling the past, her face was full of exhaustion, but the determination in her eyes was deeper, "Lian Pei, let's get a divorce."

This time, she wasn't negotiating with him.

Lian Pei looked at his wife, a little dumbfounded, and didn't know how to react.

Outside the door, Qi Zhou waited for a long time, but didn't wait for them to come out. She didn't dare to leave, fearing that the money she got would fly away, so she took out the small gold bucket Ye Lingfeng gave her from her bag and ran to the next door. There was a bucket full of rice, and the vegetables were piled high, which was enough for her meal.

She rushed back in less than a minute, sat down on the ground, and slurped her meal while guarding her "customers".

Qin Er followed suit and came over with his own rice.

Lian Tianyi watched from not far away, his mouth watering with greed and his stomach growling.

After a while, he finally couldn't hold it back and moved closer to them step by step, watching eagerly.

The little fat girl eats so deliciously.

He couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth and asked, "Does it taste good?"

Porridge nodded vigorously, "It's delicious." Then, without even looking at him, he quickly finished the meal in front of him.

After eating, I didn't forget to look at him and said seriously: "It's really delicious."

Lian Tian looked at the empty bucket in her hand, touched his flat belly, and cried "Wow".

Porridge frowned, "Why are you crying?"

Lian Tianyi cried so hard that his lips trembled and he said, "I want to eat it."

Hearing this, Qi Zhou suddenly realized, "Then you should have told me earlier."

She neatly took out the check and said, "Give me the money!"

Just give him food if you give him money, what a big deal.

Seeing that the business was coming, Qin Er quickly put down his bowl. Knowing that he couldn't write, he kindly helped him fill out the information and asked him to sign it.

Fortunately, Lian Tianyi is also in kindergarten. He doesn't know a few words, but he can still write his name.

He wrote it crookedly, and then Qin Er led him to the next door and asked: "Is there anything else you want to eat? I accept a la carte service here."

As he spoke, he waved the check.

The implication is that if you have money, you can talk about anything.

Lian Tianyi had no idea about money, so he ordered several dishes lavishly.

Qin Er asked him to write the check as usual, and then took the money to buy vegetables at the vegetable market.

I finally bumped into the God of Wealth, I must catch him!

Porridge's calculation is really accurate, and today's fortune is indeed very good.

In fact, the rice porridge is so swollen now that she doesn't even care about this small amount of food money. She wants to make a lot of money.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened from the inside.

Porridge immediately turned around and saw Wu Xiaowen walking out. Her eyes lit up immediately, she stood up and trotted to her.

Looking up at the nearly broken marriage line on her face, Little Fatty Claw took out a few marriage charms from his bag.

She asked with a sweet voice: "Auntie, do you need a marriage charm? You can choose any height, short, fat or thin. It is guaranteed to be reliable. One hundred pieces, no one can bully anyone."

Lian Pei, who was chasing him out: "..."

He is still here!

(End of this chapter)