Back to 2006

Two days later, in the morning.

Yingshui County Experimental Middle School.

In the office of the second grade of junior high school, Qi Meilan, who was wearing an apricot jacket and carrying a satchel on her arm, walked into the office as usual.

She taught English in the first grade of junior high school last year. In the second half of this year, when the students were promoted to the second grade of junior high school, she was also promoted to the second grade of junior high school and became the English teacher of the second grade of junior high school.

This was an ordinary morning.

But as soon as she walked into the office today, she smelled the smell of pork and green onion stuffing in the air in the office. Who eats big meat buns in the office?

When she frowned to look for the source of the smell, her stomach started to churn as she feared, "vomit..."

Even though she immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth, she still couldn't help but let out a retching sound.

Immediately, he attracted the attention of several teachers in the office.

Qi Meilan did not hesitate, turned around and ran out of the office, quickly running towards the water table at the end of the corridor. The water table there is usually a place for students to wash their hands and mops. There are such water tables on every floor of this building. .

When Qi Meilan trotted here quickly, because the students were still studying early, there was no one here on the water platform.

This made her feel a little relieved. She held the water table with one hand, let go of her mouth with the other hand, and retched several times into the sink with confidence.

But he only vomited out a little acidic water in his stomach.

But her face turned a little pale because of this.

She turned on a faucet with mixed emotions, took the water with her hands and rinsed her mouth.

I couldn't help but worry that the way she retched in the office just now made her colleagues in the office suspect that she was pregnant?

If she is already married, or is planning to get married, it doesn't matter to her even if the news of her pregnancy spreads, but is she ready to get married?

——I need to have surgery as soon as possible...

This thought flashed through her mind, she lowered her head to find a tissue from her bag, wiped the water stains on her mouth and hands, then took a deep breath, squinted her eyes to feel her condition, and felt that she should no longer retching, so she Walked to the office slowly and slowly.

When she walked into the office again, she subconsciously held her breath.

When she came to her desk, she put down her bag, picked up a lesson preparation note and a pen, turned around and walked towards the door of the office. She didn't dare to stay in this office now, for fear that as soon as she breathed, she would be killed again because of the pork in the air. The smell of green onion stuffing made me retch again.

"Teacher Qi, what happened to you just now? Are you sick or not?"

At this time, the middle-aged female teacher sitting opposite her desk asked her curiously.

A middle-aged woman! Many people like to inquire about all kinds of news, and the fire of gossip will never go out.

Qi Meilan, who was about to leave, turned around when he heard the sound, squeezed out a smile and shook his head: "It's okay. I've had a stomach cold recently and I often belch. I should be fine in a few days."

After saying that, she continued to walk towards the door.

Because she had to take a breath when she just spoke, and the smell in the air made her stomach churn again.

"Oh, that's right! If you feel uncomfortable in your stomach, you need to go to the hospital for treatment! Don't be careless!"

The middle-aged female teacher said polite and caring words smoothly.

After Qi Meilan left the office, more people spoke in the office.

"Xiao Qi, who is so young, has something wrong with his stomach. It shouldn't be!"

This is what another female teacher said.

"This is not good! Disease can strike anyone. Although the probability of young people getting sick is low, it is not impossible."

This was said by a middle-aged male teacher.

The female teacher who had just spoken to Qi Meilan smiled, leaned back on the chair, and said lightly: "You guys! You are so easy to lie! Xiao Qi just said she had a stomach cold, and you actually believed her. "

Her words made several other people in the office become curious.

Another female teacher asked: "Sister Wang, what do you mean by this? Please explain it clearly!"

The middle-aged male teacher echoed: "Yes! Don't half-speak!"

Sister Wang chuckled lightly, glanced at the people in the office with a smile, and said in an erratic tone: "You guys! Can't you guess this? Xiao Qi has a boyfriend, and her family conditions are not bad. She usually The three meals must be quite regular, how could her stomach go wrong so easily? Huh?"

When she said this, several colleagues in the office looked a little stunned.

Someone laughed and said, "Xiao Qi is pregnant? This is a good thing! Why didn't she admit it just now?"

Another person smiled, "What you are saying means that even if she has a boyfriend, she is not married yet! Is it nice to say that she is pregnant out of wedlock? She will definitely have to cover it up!"

The middle-aged male teacher nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Besides, there are some old traditions... When the child is less than three months pregnant, you cannot tell outsiders and keep it secret! Haven't you heard of this custom? ?"

……

Qi Meilan was completely unaware of the discussions among her colleagues.

She brought her lesson preparation notes and pen to the second class of the second grade of junior high school she taught. Starting from this year, she also started to be the class teacher.

As she walked into the classroom, the atmosphere in the originally noisy classroom suddenly changed. All the noise disappeared, leaving only the sound of reading. Qi Meilan walked up to the podium, put her lesson preparation notes and pen on the podium, and glanced at the dozens of students in the classroom with a cold face.

Seeing that no one was deserting, she reached out and touched the stool under the podium. No dust was found. Then she sat down, opened the lesson preparation notes, picked up the pen, and started preparing lessons.

However, just after writing a few words, she felt sick to her stomach again.

Because the air in the classroom is more turbid. In the turbid air, there is not only the smell of pork and green onions, but also the smell of various foods such as fried dough sticks, soy milk, and spring rolls.

Qi Meilan, who subconsciously held her breath, frowned and looked up at the students in the classroom, with an unknown fire in her heart jumping straight to her forehead.

She couldn't stay in the office.

She still couldn't stay in this classroom.

Where else could she go?

You can't stay outside all the time, right?

She forced down the unknown fire in her heart, put down the pen, closed her lesson preparation notes, stood up, and knocked on the podium, and then on the podium.

When the classroom gradually became quiet and everyone looked over, Qi Meilan suppressed her anger and said with a straight face: "From today on, no one is allowed to bring breakfast to the classroom! The squad leader and study committee member help me Stare, tell me who just brought breakfast to the classroom again! The classroom is a place for learning, not a place for eating and shit! That’s it! Keep reading!”

She originally wanted to say a few more words, but as she spoke, her stomach became increasingly uncomfortable. At this point, she pursed her lips tightly, resisted the turbulence in her stomach, and walked out of the classroom quickly.

There was some noisy discussion and reading from behind.

But she didn't care anymore.

When I came outside the classroom, I held on to the railing of the corridor and breathed in the fresh air outside. I endured it again and again, and finally suppressed the urge to retching.

……

At noon that day, when she came to the school cafeteria with her rice bowl and chopsticks, Qi Meilan's face changed again when she came to the window where food was served and smelled the smell of various dishes coming out of the window.

She felt that her pregnancy reaction was a bit severe today.

I can't stand the smell of meat dishes.

So, she simply turned around and left in a hurry.

Didn't even eat any food.

He returned to the office alone, opened his satchel, found two small packets of biscuits, and ate them with the jasmine tea on the table.

She knew that continuing like this would not be a long-term solution.

The child in the belly must be aborted as soon as possible.

Otherwise she wouldn't be able to get into this class.

As an ordinary teacher, she does not have an office that belongs to her alone. In this office, it is inevitable that colleagues will bring breakfast in every morning.

In the classroom, it is inevitable that students will bring breakfast to the classroom to eat.

Even if she can manage the students, she can't manage other colleagues in the office.

Not to mention the smell of the school cafeteria, she couldn't smell it. She couldn't not go to the school cafeteria to eat at noon every day, right?

These days, there are no food delivery companies like Meituan and Ele.me.

……

So, when Qi Meilan came home from get off work that evening and had dinner with her parents, she calmly made a decision while eating.

"Mom, please accompany me to the hospital this Saturday! Get rid of this child as soon as possible."

After she finished speaking, Qi Wentao and Ni Fenglan both stopped their chopsticks and looked at her.

Qi Wentao frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Ni Fenglan subconsciously glanced at her husband. She knew that her husband wanted her daughter to give birth to this child. She was silent for a few seconds, sighed softly, and asked softly: "Lanlan, have you really thought about it? You really want to take this child." ?”

Qi Meilan didn't look at them, she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the vegetables with her eyebrows lowered, and hummed lightly.

Ni Fenglan hesitated, opened her mouth, hesitated, and finally glanced at her husband. When she looked at her daughter again, she couldn't help but persuade: "Lanlan, why don't you think about it again?"

Qi Meilan shook her head, still not looking at them.

He just said lightly: "Mom, don't think about it anymore! I have already thought about it. I will go to the hospital this Saturday. If you don't have time to go with me, I will go alone."

Ni Fenglan: "..."

Ni Fenglan couldn't help but look at her husband again.

Qi Wentao didn't say anything, he just frowned and lowered his head, eating the food with big mouthfuls.

At about 9 o'clock that night, Yang Xingyu, who was far away in the city, suddenly received a message from Qi Wentao - "Lan Lan has decided to go to the hospital for surgery this Saturday morning." (End of Chapter)