Chang’an Peasant Girl

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An Jing felt that Shi Xiaolan might be suffering from depression. She had to know that Shi Xiaolan had never said in front of her that she could not have children, so she was afraid to sprinkle salt on her wound.

But now, he said it without hesitation.

It can be seen that Shi Xiaolan is too depressed, and now she is venting, her head is a little unclear.

An Jing did not tell Shi Xiaolan about her menstrual period, but quickly appeased Shi Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, don't think too much, maybe this baby is a son."

Saying this on the lips, Jing Jing is scolding in her heart: Fuck your sons and daughters! Girls are not people!

"I also hope to be a son." Shi Xiaolan was still crying.

"Don't cry. Crying hurts your health. You are still pregnant. What if you cry badly?" Jing Jing didn't want to be so comforted, but Shi Xiaolan was so concerned about whether the child was born. Son, she can only be so comforting.

Hearing Jing Jing's words, Shi Xiaolan immediately stopped her tears, and while wiping away the tears still in her eyes, she said repeatedly: "I won't cry, I won't cry, if it's a son, I'll cry badly, it's incredible. ."

An Jing really wanted to give Shi Xiaolan a big white eye. If it's a daughter, you can cry as much as you want, it's okay to cry badly, right?

Involuntarily, Jing Jing thought of herself, if she was really pregnant and gave birth to a daughter

An Jing immediately looked at Xiao Changyi and saw that Xiao Changyi was also looking at her. Her husband had been looking at her all the time. He only had her in his eyes, and then she laughed.

It is enough for her husband to have her.

Moreover, her husband also said that if she and him can have children, he will be happy whether it is a son or a daughter!

Then, Quiet and comforted Shi Xiaolan a few words, and Shi Xiaolan could barely smile.

And at this moment, An Fu came.

Seeing that Shi Xiaolan was really quiet here, An Fu let go of his heart and said with a smile, "Sister Gui said that you left the village, so I thought you must have come to An Jing and Brother Xiao, and as expected, You are really here."

When Shi Xiaolan saw that An Fu had come to find him, he laughed heartily, got up and asked, "Why did you find him? Didn't you go to help the second uncle's house?"

An Fu walked beside her and smiled naively: "Second uncle has nothing to do to help. After a while, it will be fine. I will go home. When I get home, I see that you are not at home. I am not at ease, so I came to find you."

It was obviously winter, but An Fu had sweat on his forehead, so it could be seen that he came in a hurry.

Shi Xiaolan took out a handkerchief and wiped An Fu's sweat. Her own public relations cared for her, which made her feel much better, and her face became more smiling.

Quietly watching An Fu and Shi Xiaolan like this, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart, but she didn't say anything. She just hoped that An Fu's heart for Shi Xiaolan could surpass the heart of wanting a son.

An Fu came to look for Shi Xiaolan, so Shi Xiaolan didn't stay long, chatted with An Jing for a few more words, and then went home with An Fu.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, watching An Fu and Shi Xiaolan go further and further, quietly sighed.

The idea of ​​having a son to call a successor has been deeply ingrained in these people's minds, and it has penetrated into the bones and blood of these people, and she can't correct it even if she wants to.

"Xianggong, it's still hello." An Jing is really glad that she can meet her husband.

If it wasn't for her husband, she wouldn't even know what she would be like in this world.

Xiao Changyi didn't say anything, just clasped the back of her head and gently rubbed her forehead with her forehead.