fictional spring

Days passed, and when winter came, a big event happened at home.

—The mother is pregnant.

This incident was beyond everyone's expectations, because as early as many years ago after giving birth to me, a doctor had asserted that my mother would not have a chance to give birth again.

In the first few years, my father and mother did not believe in such results, so they searched for doctors and medicines everywhere. Unfortunately, they visited many places and got similar answers.

Coupled with the fact that my physical condition took a turn for the worse not long after that, my father and mother's focus was on me.Perhaps because they were afraid that their "greed" would displease the gods, they never mentioned this matter again.

However, no one could have imagined that after so many years, the mother was pregnant again.

The servants talked a lot about it, no matter how carefully they concealed it, it was inevitable that it would still reach my ears.

Probably because I thought this news might irritate me, my father and mother kept silent about it, which also led to the fact that when I learned about it, almost everyone in the family knew about it.

In fact, there is no need to hide it at all.

I don't feel that my mother's attitude towards me will change because of this, nor do I feel that the birth of a younger brother or younger sister will have any bad influence on me.

On the contrary, if I really leave before a certain Spring Festival comes, my father and mother will also be able to cheer up for their other child.

To me, this should be a good thing.

It's just... the servants don't seem to think so.

Although I can't go out these days, I still occasionally go to the corridor in warm weather to breathe, and there I hear the chatter of the domestic servants.

There are servants who have been in the family for decades, who know more about this family than I do, and in their view, I, who has been wandering at the entrance of the underworld, have already lost the day when the news of my mother's pregnancy came out. position in this family.

"Miss Muyue is gentle and kind-hearted, but who knows how much time she has left? What's more, Madam is pregnant again. I'm afraid it won't be long before she..."

I actually wanted to continue listening to the rest of the content, but there was a voice calling me from behind, and the maid in charge of taking care of my daily life stopped behind me with some doubts: "Why did you come here?"

The sound inside stopped abruptly.

I didn't go in, just turned around and asked her what she wanted from me.

"Have you forgotten again? It was agreed last month that today I will go to the Eternal Bliss Sect again. Madam saw that you were not in the room, so she let me come out to look for you."

If I didn't know the news of my mother's pregnancy, I would readily agree, but judging from the current situation, my mother's body is not suitable for traveling and traveling.

When I saw my mother and pointed this out to her, my mother had a look of surprise on her face. She was eager to explain something to me. Seeing this expression, I held her hand.

"I understand, Mother." I said to her, "I know what Mother is thinking, so don't worry about me at all."

And, they've done more than enough for me over the years.

The tiredness on my mother's face was obvious, and I touched her face: "It's better to go back and rest first? It doesn't matter to see Lord Godfather again after a while."

My mother also approved my proposal, and went back to her room to rest until the evening of the same day, when the doctor came to visit again.

He talked about it and asked me, "Aren't you worried?"

I shook my head: "Why does everyone think I should be worried?"

The doctor was silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.

"If that child is healthier and better than you..."

"Wouldn't that be great?" I asked back, "Everyone will be very happy because of the birth of that child."

"Yes," replied the doctor, "everyone will be very happy."

He said "Happy" on his lips, but there was no smile on the doctor's face, nor was there any agreement.

He is always like this, the words on his mouth are completely different from the thoughts in his heart.

"But what are you going to do?" Mr. Doctor asked me softly.

I don't quite understand what he wants to say, but it's more of an accident—the doctor seldom speaks to me in this tone, as if he is worried about me.

But the question is, what do I have to worry about?

"I told you last time that I know Tong Mo." The doctor raised his eyes, looked at me and said, "A few days ago, I also went to Wanshi Bliss Sect."

Last time when I mentioned Mr. Tong Mo to Mr. Doctor, the expression on his face was very ugly, which even made me guess whether they were enemies, but looking at it today, it seems that this is not the case.

So I asked him: "Is Mr. Doctor also one of the followers of the Bliss Sect of the World?"

"No," the doctor denied, "I just wanted to ask him something, so I went there." He added, "It's about you and your mother."

I blinked, waiting for his next words.

"Tong Mo told me one thing." The doctor paused, as if hesitating to consider something, but after a few seconds, he continued: "Your mother didn't seem to be just thinking about it at that time." You pray."

I froze for a moment, not quite understanding why Mr. Doctor said such things to me.

"At that time, you stayed in the church for several days, and she would go to the temple to pray every day, but it was not for you, but..."

When I heard this, I felt that Mr. Doctor had inquired very carefully, as if he went to Mr. Tong Mo specifically for this matter.

So I followed the trend and asked, "...but what?"

"It's for her real wish," said Mr. Physician: "She hopes to have another healthy child."

I don't know what I was thinking when I heard these words, I only know that after Mr. Doctor said these words, I was silent for a long time.

"yes."

In the end, the only thing that can be said is these two words.

Thinking about it carefully, I actually don't quite believe what the doctor said. No one could have expected the mother's pregnancy. If the gods and Buddhas are so effective, then every wish can be heard.

It's not that I don't believe in gods and Buddhas at all, but I just think that even gods and Buddhas would not be so generous and responsive.

Perhaps seeing that I didn’t have much reaction to this, Mr. Doctor went out after a routine examination. Before leaving, he said to me: “I am also in charge of the examination of your mother’s current physical condition.”

It was almost a month after that that I understood exactly what the doctor meant by that statement.

Because the root cause of the disease fell during the first delivery, the mother's situation this time is actually very complicated, including her age. Fortunately, the doctor came more frequently, so the mother's safety was basically guaranteed.

Everyone knows that Mr. Physician's medical skills are beyond doubt.

Correspondingly, the focus of everyone in the family has shifted to the pregnant mother.

My father is already busy with work, and he used to find time to visit me occasionally, but after my mother became pregnant, he never came again.

Not only that, but the attitude of the servants towards me seemed to have subtly changed unconsciously.

I don't know if I heard those people chatting that day. Although I didn't recognize who it was, the number of servants who came to chat with me was indeed decreasing.

The weather is getting colder and colder, I will occasionally open a small gap in the barrier door, looking at the greenery in the yard that is getting smaller day by day, looking forward to a warmer day when it will come.

Although my mother can't accompany me to go out because of pregnancy, I can also go to Wanshi Bliss Sect by myself.

That day, Mr. Doctor's words have been ringing in my ears more and more. If I don't ask Mr. Tong Mo to understand, I feel that I can't feel at ease.

After finally waiting for a warmer day, I took the initiative to mention this matter to my mother.

At that time, my mother was on bed rest due to morning sickness. Hearing about this, she wanted to cheer up and go with me, but I refused.

She actually hoped that I could wait until next spring to go out again, so as not to get sick again due to the weather, but I insisted on going, and she didn't stop me too much.

When we met again, Master Tong Mo's smile was still full of carefree innocence, with a smile in his beautiful rainbow-colored eyes: "I thought Mu Yue would never come again~"

"It's just because the weather was inconvenient to go out a while ago."

It was already evening when I arrived at the church, and the winter sun went down early, Master Jiaozu stood under the porch, looking at the setting sun that was about to completely set over the mountain, looking in a trance.

"Are you bored?"

"It doesn't count," the godfather smiled: "There are many things you can do, and there are many interesting things, so Mutsuki doesn't have to worry about me at all."

"It's you, who came here alone this time. Is there any reason?"

When Lord Godfather asked me, I stared into his eyes for a long time before I said, "What is the relationship between Lord Godfather and Mr. Wu Mi?"

When he heard the name of Mr. Wu Mi, Master Jiaozu's face froze for a moment, although he soon returned to normal, and replied with a smile on his face: "It's better to ask him this question, if it's Mutsuki If you ask, you may get an unexpected answer."

I don't know what this unexpected answer is, but the tone of the patriarch seems a little strange.

I decided to put this question aside for a while and return to the thing I want to know the most right now: "Does my mother really want to have a healthy child?"

The bright smile on Master Jiaozu's face subsided, becoming compassionate and gentle, he said: "Yes."

"A believer who prayed with her in the church told me that she originally thought that your mother was praying for you every day, but what she didn't expect was that one day when they were talking, your mother revealed her real wish... "

The Godfather closed his eyelids, with a dejected look on his face, as if... he felt sad that he told me such a thing himself.