After rebirth, the old, weak, sick and disabled are a family

Qu Shuyue was doubtful, "Do you really want to know?"

Xu Weiyi gritted his teeth and nodded. Qu Shuyue sighed, "In my opinion, if you knew that having a child would harm yourself, you might not be interested in men anymore."

"Does it hurt?"

"Whether it's a natural birth or a caesarean section, it's a very undignified thing... And I can't move, and I can still feel the sound of the needle piercing through my skin and flesh."

Xu Weiyi was upset when she heard this. Qu Shuyue continued:

"After the anesthesia, the incision was excruciatingly painful, and I had to press my stomach to expel the lochia. I did this about three or four times a day, and every time I did it, I wanted to die."

"If you can't urinate normally, you have to insert a catheter. The first time you get out of bed, every step you take is like stepping into a frying pan. Your organs that were displaced by the baby start to fall down, and your uterus swings back and forth. It's a pity that men can't experience that pain, otherwise they would never dare to be so presumptuous."

"You think the month of confinement is a rest, but it's actually just a month of menstruation. Anyway, I was weak. I could only sit when holding the baby. When I stood up, I felt top-heavy. My face in the mirror looked like I had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies. My face was gray. When I walked, it felt like I was stepping on cotton. My legs felt like legs, but they were not my legs."

Niu Shuyue said a lot more, and Xu Weiyi began to reject the idea of ​​having children.

On the way back, Xu Weiyi thought of Qu Shuyue's words and wondered if it was also difficult for his mother when she gave birth to him.

"Mom, I got my salary, this is a gift I bought for you, do you like it?"

Xu Weiyi put the necklace on his mother's neck and said, "It's a pity that my salary is so low that I can only buy a cheap one."

Xu's mother's eyes were filled with tears. "Yi Yi, I like it very much. This is the best gift I have ever received."

"Why did you think of giving me a gift?"

Since that night, the relationship between mother and daughter has become deeper, and Xu Weiyi said it without thinking.

"I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination for fashion and apparel design, but I don't know which school is better, so I asked Sister Yue and we chatted for a while."

"She said a lot. No matter how much a man says he loves you, he will never really love you."

"She also said that every woman who chooses to be a mother is a warrior, but not all mothers are worthy of being called a mother by their children."

"She is a woman of steel, and she is extremely afraid of having a child. But she is the only one in the family who is recognized by my grandfather and is listed in the family tree. She has to give birth to this child."

Xu Weiyi took a sip of water and continued:

"When the babies were born, one weighed 7.2 pounds and the other weighed 6.8 pounds. The doctor said they were the healthiest twins he had ever delivered. They didn't even need to be kept in an incubator because their mother, in order to protect herself, kept them in the most expensive "house" in the world until all their organs were fully developed. They have never been sick since they were born."

There was excitement in her words, as if the child was hers.

"Mom, thank you for giving me life. I want to be a person who is tough on the outside but gentle on the inside. You can tell me anything you can't tell dad and brother."

Mother Xu wiped away her tears and said, "No, no, no. As she gets older, she becomes more and more sentimental. If possible, she would like her daughter to remain a child forever, without having to weigh the pros and cons."

"I am becoming more and more curious about what kind of person Sister Yue you are talking about is."

Yanjing, Longquan Temple.

The ginkgo trees have turned yellow, an autumn breeze blows by, and pilgrims come and go.

Duan Huiyan knelt before the Buddha, clasped his hands together, bowed three times devoutly, and then donated incense money to the main hall.

Buddha saves good people, but he was an evil species, born bad, so bad that he turned the best life into the worst life.

"Mr. Duan, do you believe in Buddhism?" Li Yisui asked.

Duan Huiyan: "If you believe, you will have it. If you don't believe, you won't have it. All I want in my life is peace of mind!"

The host walked up to him and said, "This pilgrim has seen through the world of mortals. Let me give you a sentence. Karma is cyclical. All this will be repaid sooner or later."

Duan Huiyan was lost in thought for a while, then he put his hands together and bowed to the host, "I hope that the ever-burning lamp will never go out."

The abbot took him to the back hall, where there was a perpetual lamp. The wick was dyed red with rouge, the lamp face was made of the purest copper, and the lamp body was made of mutton-fat jade, which was priceless.

Duan Huiyan thought about giving her a name, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. Only without a worldly name could she be free from worries and be reborn in paradise.

He was not a good father, so she didn't want to come into this world.

"Donor, the Buddhist ritual for salvation is ready. Shall we start now?"

"Ok!"

Lincheng.

Niu Shuyue felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on her heart, making her feel blocked and suffocated. After a while, it seemed as if something was being withdrawn bit by bit, making her heart feel emptier and emptier. Her tears kept flowing, sliding down her cheeks and falling to the ground.

"Mom, mom... crying... woooo... Daddy, mom, it hurts... woooo..." Tan Chaohui rubbed her with his chubby face and cried.

The plate in Tan Xuxi's hand cracked with a snap. There were still a few grapes left on the plate of fruit. They rolled around Tan Xuxi's feet for a few times and finally stopped at her feet.

Tan Xuxi looked down at the grapes and did not move for a long time.

He held the mother and son in his arms, "Yueyue, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay."

"Dad, Mom, it hurts... Don't hurt..." Tan Chaohui's voice was very soft and soft, with a crying tone.

Qu Shuyue buried her head in his arms, sobbing and trembling, "I'm so sad, but I don't know why I'm sad, my heart hurts, it hurts..."

After the ritual, "The baby's spirit has been sent away, and its wish has been fulfilled. Can the donor rest in peace now?"

Duan Huiyan nodded, opened the curtain and walked out. Only the eternal lamp remained here forever.

"Please accompany me on this trip, Mr. Li. We will sign the contract after we return."

Li Yisui has been pursuing Duan Huiyan relentlessly for many days, blocking the entrance to the company, the entrance to the house, and the entrance to the toilet, and even squatting there every night. Every day when reporting his progress to Li Zhen, he would always say, "I can do it. I can still hold on."

Li Zhen thought that he, Tang Monk, went on a journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures with 81 difficulties, but in fact it was just a public-funded trip with sunshine, beaches, beer and barbecue, and he was so happy that he didn't want to leave.

A few more days passed.

Simon stepped forward and said, "There is a child in the flower bed at the door. He was probably abandoned there before dawn."

The child lay motionless, and his crying gradually weakened. If Tan Chaohui had not gone out early in the morning to watch the ants chasing away flies, the child would probably have suffocated to death in there.

Tan Xuxi opened the swaddling clothes and found no useful information, but she saw a horrifying scene: the baby's palms were as wide as two palms, with 8 fingers on the left hand and 8 fingers on the right hand. There were no thumbs on the palms of his feet, but there were 8 toes on the soles of both feet, and each had separate bones.

If it is not treated early, you won’t be able to wear shoes, let alone walk.