I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Song Qingqing smiled and said, "There are always unexpected things. I will go see a doctor when the month is a little bit older." If you didn't disgust me, I wouldn't have told you that I was pregnant.

Meng Jiyuan happily touched Song Qingqing's belly and said, "Wife, I'm so happy. You've worked hard. From now on, I will do the housework and call me if you want to do anything. You must not do anything and take good care of yourself." I must find a way to get rid of this child.

"it is good."

"Honey, don't tell our parents about this yet. Wait until we're sure, then we can give them a surprise, okay? You know my mom loves to show off. If she knew you might be pregnant, she would definitely tell the whole neighborhood. I've heard that the fewer people who know about it in the first three months, the better."

"it is good."

Meng Jiyuan told Meng Yanxi about Song Qingqing's pregnancy.

"Sister, we can't keep this child. Is there any way to get rid of it without anyone noticing? I was afraid that my parents would be soft-hearted, so I didn't tell them."

"Have you thought it through? Don't you regret it? If the child wants to stay, she can stay. At worst, you can divorce and not let her see the child."

"There is no impenetrable wall in the world. The best thing is to prevent future troubles. I don't want the child I raised with great effort to hate me in the end." It's not that Yanyan is incapable of giving birth, so why should I create a trouble?

Meng Yanxi lowered her head and thought for a long time, "Doesn't your wife like to drink black tea? Go buy some saffron, soak it in water and secretly pour it into her tea. After drinking it for a while, she will definitely have a miscarriage.

To be on the safe side, early-ripening persimmons are also available now. Persimmons cannot be eaten with saffron. Doesn’t Qingqing like persimmons? You can also buy some for her. With double insurance, she will definitely not be able to keep the baby. "

"This is a good idea."

Soon Song Qingqing tasted the flavor of saffron when she drank the tea.

You bastard! I haven't even started pretending to think of a way to abort the baby, but you're the first to do it.

Song Qingqing had just finished her tea when Meng Jiyuan came out from the kitchen with a smile on his face and brought out some washed persimmons.

"Wife, I saw persimmons on the street today. They are very fresh. Don't you like to eat them? So I bought some for you. I'll peel one for you. The shopkeeper said that these persimmons are very sweet and crisp."

Song Qingqing: “…” This bastard was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to abort the baby, so he did a double kill and brought back a whole persimmon for me to eat.

Yayaya, okay, okay, okay, from now on I will make sure you can’t even afford white porridge with pickles.

"After drinking the tea, I feel a little full. I don't want to eat now. I'll eat later." The fake doll in her belly has to stay for a while, otherwise she will have to find other ways to refuse her husband and wife obligations.

"You can eat less. Persimmons are really crisp. If you can't finish them, I'll finish them." Meng Jiyuan said as he picked up a fruit knife to peel the persimmons.

"Eat it now. I have no appetite. I'll eat it when I want to."

Meng Jiyuan paused and said gently, "Okay, then I'll listen to my wife."

A month passed in a flash. During this month, Meng Jiyuan treated Song Qingqing like an ancestor.

It is true that the stars in the sky dare not pick the moon. They go east and never west.

"Sister, does your method really work? A month has passed and Song Qingqing is fine. She drank saffron water and ate persimmons."

"Then your child is really tenacious. The amount must be too little. Add more saffron."

On the other side, Song Qingqing found that her breasts were a little swollen, a typical sign of her period coming soon.

Song Qingqing immediately switched shifts with her colleagues and chose to go on a business trip for half a month, only making sweet phone calls to Meng Jiyuan every day.

The night before Song Qingqing left, Meng Jiyuan increased the amount of saffron to make tea for Song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing drank it in front of Meng Jiyuan (actually received it in space.)

Half a month passed in a flash. After Song Qingqing took some medicine, she went to the hospital for a few days before returning to the Meng family.

As soon as Meng Jiyuan saw Song Qingqing, he shouted, "Wife, you're finally back. I've been missing you... What's wrong? You look so sad. Is work not going well?"

"Wow, wow, husband, the baby is gone."

Meng Jiyuan suppressed his happiness, his face full of worry and sadness, "How could he be gone? How is your health? What did the doctor say?"

"I don't know what happened. On the seventh day after my business trip, I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my stomach.

I was too busy at the time, so I thought about going to the hospital in a few days. But a few days later, I suddenly had a stomachache while walking and started bleeding. I went to the hospital for a check-up and found out that I had a miscarriage.

The doctor also asked me if I had taken any medicine or food that can relax the meridians and activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. You know, I have always been very careful, how could I possibly take these things carelessly? Woo woo woo..."

There was a hint of guilt in Meng Jiyuan's eyes. Meng Jiyuan knew that his saffron had worked.

Meng Jiyuan held back his grief and comforted her, "Don't cry, my dear. You are in the period of confinement now. You must take good care of yourself. Nothing is more important than your health. We will have children in the future. This child is not meant to be with us."

"Wow wow wow...my child."

"Don't cry, your crying makes my heart break. In my heart, you are the most important."

Meng Jiyuan patiently and carefully comforted Song Qingqing, and took care of her throughout the confinement period.

Song Qingqing had just finished her confinement when she told him the doctor's advice, "Husband, I had uterine bleeding at the time, and the doctor told me not to have sex for six months."

"Be good, your health is the most important thing. I will wait for you for half a year, a year, or even two years. In my heart, you are the most important person."

"Honey, you're so nice." I've been waiting for you to ask me for money to start a business. I've already found a lending company. I'll make you die.

Meng Jiyuan went to attend the class reunion as planned. After coming back, he was in a bad mood and always forced himself to smile in front of Song Qingqing.

Meng Jiyuan continued to work overtime desperately. In just one week, he lost a lot of weight and looked extremely depressed.

Luo Meihua pulled Song Qingqing with a worried look on her face, "Qingqing, what happened to Ji Yuan recently? He has lost a lot of weight. I asked him, but he didn't tell me. I was so worried."

Humph, how can you be a wife? Your husband is like this, but you don’t even try to figure out what’s going on, and I have to take action.

Song Qingqing: "..." What's wrong? You guys are playing a trick on me, and you still ask me what's wrong? You want to cheat me out of millions of dollars, so what's wrong with losing a few pounds? Why are you so upset?

"Mom, I've seen Ji Yuan's condition and I'm worried. I asked him, but he wouldn't say anything. Considering his mental state, I didn't dare to force him to ask for fear of upsetting him. I could only support him silently behind the scenes, hoping that he would take the initiative to talk to me." It's impossible to have both without suffering a little.

Luo Meihua: “…” You short-sighted thing, what’s the use of supporting me? If you continue like this, my son will become a skeleton.