Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 378 He should be a good obedient boy (1)
The problem is still, although her husband-in-law is also beautiful, he is disabled!And it was a sickly-looking cripple, not only did this little lady not dislike him, but she was able to kiss him so passionately!If she could kiss them on the cheek too, they would be willing to die!
However, they just thought about it. In the eyes of the little lady, they really only saw her crippled husband-in-law.

However, this is exactly what Dongnuangu thinks in her heart. She just wants everyone to know that no matter whether her peace has a right arm or not, she only has him in her eyes. Change!

When Si Jixia was sitting in front of the stove burning firewood, Dong Nuangu sat next to him, propped his hands on his forehead and looked at him with his head tilted, seeing his profile face reddened by the fire, looking at his long eyelashes, and smiling curved.

Si Jixia knew that she was in a good mood today, even though she was not used to being looked at like this, she didn't say anything.

Dong Nuan looked at him, then suddenly stretched out his hand, pinned the broken hair behind his ears, and asked softly with a smile: "Ping An, you haven't answered the question I asked you, do you want to be a father in Ping An?"

Si Jixia's hand that was pulling the firewood suddenly trembled, and his body froze.

Dong Nuan was waiting for his answer.

Dry wood crackled and burned in the hearth.

It was very quiet in the kitchen.

After a few moments of silence, Si Jixia didn't raise his eyes, just stared at the fire in the stove, and said in a low voice, "Ah Nuan, I'm afraid."

It's not that he doesn't want to be a father, but...

"What kind of child will I give birth to with my body?" Si Jixia's voice trembled slightly, and the flames danced violently in his eyes.

Si Jixia looked at the bright red fire in the stove, his eyelids drooped.

Before Ah Nuan asked him this question, he never thought that he would one day become a father. It was the first time he thought of such a question when Ah Nuan asked him.

It wasn't that he didn't want to answer her question, it wasn't that he didn't want to be a father, but that he didn't know how to answer it, because even he himself wasn't sure if he could give her the answer.

He said that for the sake of Ah Nuan, he will try his best to live on, but it doesn't mean that he can cure his sick body. He has done his best to live. If he has a child, what will the child be like? appearance?
He was afraid, he was afraid that his and Ah Nuan's children would be like him.

He didn't dare to think about this question, but this question has been entrenched in his heart and mind for the past few days. Even if he didn't dare to think about this question, he couldn't erase it from his heart.

But he had to give Ah Nuan the answer.

His heart is very conflicted.

His heart is heavy.

"Well... what kind of children will Yi Ping's body give birth to?" Si Jixia's eyes were heavy and sad, but Dong Nuan leaned his head on his crippled right shoulder, repeating Si Jixia's words just now Once again, Si Jixia's body was tense, but Dong Nuangu didn't seem to notice his sadness and heaviness. Instead of comforting him with distress as before, with a smile on his face, he picked up a stick and piled it on the stove. The fine firewood in front of him was scratching something on the ground covered with firewood ash, and he said slowly as he stroked, "Then I will help Ping An think about it."

"As for Ping'an's child, he shouldn't be too ugly, on the contrary..." Dong Nuan ignored Si Jixia's reaction and didn't look up at him. His shoulders smiled so that the corners of his mouth curved upwards, "Ping An was born so well, the child should also be beautiful."

"What's more, he should be a good and obedient child." Dong Nuangu was still gesturing with the fine firewood on the ground, her voice was very slow and soft, but Si Jixia was in her soft voice Stretching his body tighter and tighter, trembling slightly uncontrollably, only listening to Dong Nuan, he still said softly, "Whether he is born to run or jump, or whether he is beautiful or ugly, I will love him .”

As long as it is her and Ping An's child, even if he is born with a disability, she will make his life full of sunshine.

"What do you think of peace?" Dong Nuan just stopped making gestures when he finished speaking, but he still didn't look up at Si Jixia, but put down the fine firewood in his hand, put his hand on the back of Si Jixia's hand, and He held it gently with trembling hands.

Si Jixia opened his eyes slightly, staring fixedly at what Dongnuan was gesturing on the ground covered with a thin layer of black wood ash.

It was...a painting, a very, very simple painting.

It is a small doll with a round face with big fists, a square body, four slightly thicker lines representing the arms and legs, the little doll is running, its eyes are bent into two curved crescents, and the left hand of the little doll is facing toward the A long line protruded from the top, and a crooked thing was drawn at the end of the line. Si Jixia looked at this thing for a while, but couldn't tell what it was.

The lines of Dong Nuan's old painting are crooked, saying that it is a "painting" is a big compliment to her, Si Jixia looked at it very carefully, and worked very hard to identify it, so that he could roughly see what she was painting.

Also because he looked at it seriously, he forgot what Ying Dongnuan said, so he lightly pinched the back of his hand because of Dongnuan, pretending to be annoyed: "Silly wood, talk, do you think I will give birth to an ugly baby? If you really think so, then if you really have a doll, I will throw it to you to raise alone."

"No, it's not Ah Nuan." The back of Si Jixia's hand was pinched, he came back to his senses, he seemed annoyed at hearing Dong Nuan's story, and hurriedly explained, "I was looking at Ah Nuan's painting... the painting is a little weird. I don't understand...that's all."

"Huh?" Dong Nuan sat up straight, no longer leaning on Si Jixia's shoulder, but also looked at the "painting" she drew on the ground, and asked Si Jixia, "What can't you understand?"

Isn't she drawing clearly and clearly?
"Here... what are the two circles under this little man's eyes?" Si Jixia picked up a piece of firewood at his feet and pointed at the little man's cheek in the "painting".

"This? This is the face. Isn't the baby's face always pink and tender? This means the face." Dong Nuan looked in the direction of Si Jixia's finger. He asked seriously, but she answered seriously.

"..." Face?Si Jixia was very puzzled. He had been drawing many times in Jiyao, and he had seen quite a few scrolls. How come he had never discovered that the cheeks of characters could be painted in this way, but... Although he hadn't seen it before, but after Ah Nuan said it, he could tell it looked like a face, "Then what is the end of the thread that this doll is holding...?"

"Such an obvious paper kite, Ping An, you can't see it?" Dong Nuangu explained while picking up the thin firewood she just held in her hand to trace the "paper kite" again, so that Si Ji Xia could see clearly, "This is a paper kite in the shape of a swallow, with a long swallow tail at the back. The swallow's stomach is fixed with a thin wooden branch, and the thread is tied to the thin wooden branch."

(End of this chapter)