Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

As soon as Mu Jiawen finished speaking, she heard a "click" from the direction of the door.

She thought it was her mother who had gone to school to pick up Yu Ang, but she turned around and saw her second brother when she walked out.

"Is the meal ready?" Yu Feng asked while changing his shoes.

Mu Jiawen pouted, "How do you know how to eat when you work all day long? You can run faster than a rabbit. Ah, what are you doing?"

"Stinky girl, do you still want to do a B-ultrasound tomorrow? I'll tell you."

"What are you telling me? Isn't it just front-facing, that's why it suddenly looks bigger? Do you think I don't know?"

Ok?
Yu Feng was stunned for a moment. The prefix may be that he just mentioned it to Jiang Yan in the afternoon.
cut!
He understood.

He turned around and glanced at the boy who was still cooking in the kitchen but not looking at him, and sneered coldly.

Not long after, Yi Hailan came with her son. She had the day off and took her son to see her comrades.

When Mu Chenyan and Yu Heng's family of three arrived, dinner officially began.

The next day Jiang Yan accompanied Mu Jiawen to the hospital for a check-up.

Because the prenatal check-up has just been done a few days ago, there is no need to repeat some items. Yu Feng asked her to come at noon and he would take a photo of her.

Unfortunately, when they arrived, Yufeng was called away for an emergency surgery and they were unable to check her for the time being.

Mu Jiawen didn't want to find someone else to go through the back door, so she asked Jiang Yan to register and planned to wait in line honestly.

Because of her young age and her outstanding appearance and exquisite facial features, even though she was sitting there with a big belly, patients and family members coming and going kept looking at her.

Mu Jiawen didn't care. When others looked at her, she looked at the pregnant women passing by her, the shape of other people's bellies, the way they walked, and then looked down at her own.

It feels like there are thousands of people with different faces, each with his own uniqueness, and no one is the same.

"Hello, how many months are you here?"

While Mu Jiawen was observing others with interest, a pregnant woman sitting next to her looked at her and chatted with her.

"Six months, how about you?" She is quite happy to chat with pregnant women now. There is no harm in exchanging experiences.

"We are about the same age. I am more than five months old and almost six months old. You look quite young, just over twenty?"

Isn’t it about sharing stomachs? Why do you still ask about other people’s real ages?

Only then did Mu Jiawen take a closer look at the woman's appearance. She had short ear-length hair, a bit of dark skin, and a few freckles on the end of her nose. However, her eyes and face shape were pretty good-looking, except for the obvious crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, which made her look like she was in her thirties. On.

Delayed marriage and childbearing?

It's not surprising, after all, her eldest brother and sister-in-law didn't have children until they were over thirty.

"Ah."

She responded vaguely, without saying her specific age.

"Then you must be pregnant with your first child, right? Did the doctor do a B-ultrasound and check to see if it's a boy or a girl?"

For the doctor who does the B-ultrasound? Which?
Why check if it’s a boy or a girl? Don’t those who are investigated or not have to give birth?

Also, doesn’t each family only have one child? Why do we still divide the first and second babies?
She looked puzzled, and in the eyes of the short-haired woman, she was a young and innocent little sister who didn't understand anything. It was probably because she was so beautiful that she got her as soon as she was chased by a man. Then she got pregnant and she was so confused that she didn't know anything.

I don’t know, it’s so easy to lie!
She moved closer to Mu Jiawen, leaned close to her and whispered, "Sister, to tell you the truth, this is a boy in my belly."

When she mentioned the word "boy", she smiled proudly at Mu Jiawen, and then waited for Mu Jiawen to ask her "how did you know", and then she could implicitly hint to her that she had a way? Yes, as long as she spends some money, she can also let her know the gender of the child in her belly.

However, to her surprise, the other party just looked at her with a flat expression, indifferent.

This. This is stupid?
After there was no movement for a long time, the short-haired woman had no choice but to ask directly, "Sister, don't you want to know what's in your belly?"

Mu Jiawen shook her head honestly, "I don't want to."

She had warned her second brother not to say anything before, but the guy seemed to have told Jiang Yan anyway.

There was no surprise at all then, it was so boring. The smile on the short-haired woman's face was a bit unbearable. She couldn't bear it and said, "Why don't you want to?"

Mu Jiawen was very surprised. She asked, "Why do you think about it? Don't you have to give birth in the end?"

"That's true, but what if your husband's family wants a boy?"

"She wants to give birth to her, it's none of my business."

The smile on the short-haired woman's face completely disappeared, and she faintly collapsed.

She looked at Mu Jiawen's face and thought, no wonder many people say that beauties are idiots, they have faces but no brains, and this is true.

Taking a deep breath, the short-haired woman tried to make the final argument, "Sister, I think you are young and talkative, so I am telling you the truth. You are young and beautiful now, and men are looking for you. Not to mention you give birth to a girl, even if you give birth to an egg, he will still find it delicious. But once you get older and lose your temper, what do you want to rely on? "

"Rely on yourself." Is there any need to ask?

Mu Jiawen looked at her very puzzled. What on earth did this woman want to say?

The short-haired woman opened her mouth, but the words she was about to say got stuck in her throat. She looked at Mu Jiawen like he was a fool, and what was even weirder was that she found that the other person seemed to look at her the same way.

Both of them were silent for a while.

"Sister Wang, sister Wang, I'm sorry, I'm late."

At this time, a voice came from far away, and a short, chubby woman walked slowly with a belly much smaller than the two of them. She came to the short-haired woman and sat down next to her.

"It's not too late, it's just the right time, let's go, let's go in now." He stood up and pulled the pudgy woman to leave.

"Oh, Sister Wang, take this."

"You still carry it cleanly, unlike some people."

One of the two people gave the money, the other received the money, and then walked away muttering.

Mu Jiawen stared at the backs of the two people until they were out of sight before turning back, wondering in her heart, some of the people she was talking about were referring to me?

impossible.

She didn't understand a little bit about this woman's brain circuit, she was babbling about what she was talking about.

But it is obvious that she is not really doing an examination in the hospital, but making a deal, a deal about the gender of the child.

She frowned, feeling strangely uncomfortable.

"Hang it up, there are ten more waiting ahead."

Jiang Yan came over with the registration form, saw Mu Jiawen's expression and said strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Meet a fool."

She briefly recounted the incident to Jiang Yan, including the few hundred yuan that the short and fat woman handed to the short-haired woman in the end. She was very puzzled and said, "Why would they do such a thing? What if they find out it's a boy or a girl?" Like? If you don’t want it, can you still do it?”

She didn't say the last two words, but Jiang Yan obviously understood what she meant.

He took out his mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it to Yu Feng, and then explained to his wife, "You don't know if you haven't been in contact with her. Some families favor sons over daughters to an outrageous level. In our factory, last month there was a woman There was a quarrel in the factory. Her daughter worked as a worker in the workshop and said that her son did not have enough money to buy a house when he got married, so his daughter had to pay for it. Without letting the factory pay her first, it was equivalent to advancing her daughter's salary in advance, but her daughter was already married. , she also has her own children to raise, so how can she give her all the salary.

But she wouldn't leave without giving it to her, and she would behave and roll around, making it very ugly. It's useless even if you call the police for this kind of thing. In the end, there was nothing you could do. Her daughter took a knife and wanted to cut herself, so she was forced to leave. "

To be honest, this kind of thing is not unusual at all.

Mu Jiawen sighed, "When I was in Jianglin Village, Song Xiaoli's family was the most patriarchal family I saw. Her parents favored her younger brother, but they actually didn't treat her materially well. , it’s up to her to study. Overall, it’s not serious, at least it’s not comparable to what you said.”

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. After all, it has nothing to do with us."

"That's true, but if you have a chance to have another daughter in the future, who will you love?"

"I love you. If I want anything, I must love you first." (End of Chapter)