Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 1 Rebirth, Dystocia

2012, June 2.

Five-year-old Jiang Nuan sat on the steps of the farmhouse with a big cup of milk tea in his chubby hands.

He raised his head and smiled at his mother.

Shallow dimples are faintly visible, and a crescent moon is exposed on the pink gums.

The little girl's voice was innocent and coquettish, "Mom, drink."

Jiang's mother squatted down gently, stroking her daughter's fleshy face, "Waiting for Nuan Nuan here, okay? Mom will be back soon."

Jiang Nuan, who has always been well-behaved, nodded her head vigorously, "Okay, mom must come back soon, Nuan Nuan will worry about mom."

Mother Jiang sniffed, and finally hugged her daughter, "Mom is gone."

After speaking, she got up suddenly, turned around and ran away.

Never look back.

All the way to the outside of the farmhouse, on the side of the road.

She got into a car, "Husband, I lost Nuannuan, I really lost Nuannuan, she is so good..."

The man took a deep breath, "Honey, didn't we adopt Nuannuan because we couldn't have children? Now that our own child is coming, we really can't support two children with a high-quality standard of living in the expensive imperial capital. Nuannuan is suffering with us, maybe... maybe she will meet a better family, so don't worry about it."

Before the words fell, the man had already started the engine.

"Mom, Dad—"

At this time, a little girl's childish cry came from behind, "Don't you want to warm up?"

The man was heartbroken and stepped on the accelerator to the maximum.

A five-year-old girl, so small, lost her running shoes after chasing the crowd at full throttle.

She didn't understand why mom and dad suddenly wanted to abandon her.

I was adopted by my parents from the orphanage. When I came to the new home, my parents treated her very well. She put on new clothes, tied beautiful pigtails, and could drink milk, eat bread, and eat meat every day. She doesn't have to compete with the children to eat fruit, she is really satisfied and satisfied.

Mom and Dad have always said that they are angels given to them by God.

but……

But all of a sudden, mom and dad didn't seem to want her anymore, and she didn't know what she did wrong.

She is five years old. She can play with herself at home without disturbing others. She will not stain the floor, table and skirts when eating, and bed-wetting when she sleeps. She can also help her father Serve tea, help mother beat back, help grandma get foot towel...

If parents think, Nuan Nuan can learn to do more and more things in the future, as long as they don't abandon Nuan Nuan.

She doesn't want to be an angel, she just wants to be a good baby of her parents.

Five-year-old children don't know how to distinguish between traffic lights.

I just focus on catching up with my parents and let them take me home.

While passing an intersection, he was hit by a large truck approaching at high speed.

Her small body of thirty pounds was like a broken rag.

It flew up lightly and landed heavily.

His fleshy body, like a milk dumpling, fell into a pool of blood.

A dazzling white light flashed in front of Jiang Nuan's eyes.

She thought, if possible, in her next life, she wanted a pair of parents who would never abandon her.

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Qingfeng Town, Mingyue Village

Old Jiang's

In winter, at seven o'clock in the morning, the sky has not yet dawned, and it is gray, like a harbinger of a snowstorm.

Pots of blood kept pouring out.

Jiang Laosi, a big man with a height of 1.8 meters, was red-eyed.

Stopped sister-in-law Wang Guiying, "Sister-in-law, how is my daughter-in-law?"

Wang Guiying sighed, shook his head, and poured blood into the latrine.

Fourth Jiang was cold all over, and rushed into the delivery room with red eyes.

Mrs. Jiang saw Yao'er coming into the delivery room, she stared with copper bell-like eyes on her bony face, "It's bad luck for a man to enter the delivery room, get out of here, old lady."

Fourth Jiang turned a deaf ear to it.

Pu Tong knelt down beside the bed.

The woman lying on the bed was already furious, her lip was bitten, and blood flowed down her pale face, "Fourth...fourth brother..."

Fourth Jiang held her hand, "Daughter-in-law, don't be afraid, you will be fine..."

The woman exhausted her last bit of strength and said weakly, "Fourth brother, promise me to keep the child. If the child is in danger, cut my stomach open. I read it in the book..."

Fourth Jiang shook his head again and again, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, "No, daughter-in-law, you can't leave me behind, how can I live without you?"

At this time, Wen Po suddenly ouched, "The child's head came out."

Mrs. Jiang was overjoyed, "Boss, daughter-in-law, get fourth child out first."

Wang Guiying groaned, and was about to speak to persuade her.

Fourth Jiang shook his head, "I'm here with my wife."

Wang Guiying looked at her mother-in-law in embarrassment. Mrs. Jiang had a stern face, her face was dark and ugly, but she finally obeyed him.

Xiao Jiangnuan floated in the air for a long time. She saw that after her death, the uncle driver of the big truck paid her parents, and they laughed from ear to ear.

I also saw that eight months later, my mother gave birth to a little brother.

But the doctor's uncle said that my brother had Down's syndrome.

She didn't know what kind of disease it was, but she only knew that the truck driver's uncle had spent all the compensation money and still couldn't cure it.

On a howling afternoon, my younger brother was thrown on the side of the highway returning home from the imperial capital.

She floated to look at her younger brother, a small one who could only drool and giggle.

She wanted to touch her brother, but suddenly a white light flashed, and she felt her head was squeezed hard, and she was about to be breathless.

If she wanted to breathe hard, she had to expose her head from the warm "swaddling clothes". She worked very hard...

At exactly eight o'clock, a baby's cry sounded in Jiang's house.

Full of air.

"It's a girl." Wen Po said.

It's just that the child's mother, Li Hongxiu, completely passed out.

Fourth Jiang stood by the bed, motionless.

Mrs. Jiang could only take the child to her room temporarily, while Boss Jiang was busy lighting a fire.

The child cried pitifully. Wang Guiying was busy making sugar water, but was stopped by Mrs. Jiang, "There is a can of malted milk at the bottom of the outer cabinet. Go and get it and make a bowl for the child. The sugar water will not fill you up."

It's also pitiful, just after being born, my mother is going to die.

It's freezing cold, and I don't know what will happen to the child without breastfeeding.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Jiang felt more and more pity for this little granddaughter, lying on the edge of the bed, pointing her finger at the face of the little milk dumpling, "Grandma's baby, how did you have such a good-looking baby, little boy, I hope your mother can come from here. Climb back on the line of life and death."

Even though she said this, Mrs. Jiang also knew that there was little hope.

There was so much blood that both quilts were soaked.

Ugh!
I'm afraid I'm exhausted.

(End of this chapter)