Chapter 1311: Song Xing and his wife (39)

Ji Xing always felt that after Han Ding came back, the look in his eyes was very weird, as if he was hesitant to talk, and asked him not to say anything.
Song Yiyan had a terrible stomachache, and she didn't know why it was so painful. Her head became tight and her whole body collapsed. For a moment, she felt that giving birth was nothing more than that.
The dirty clothes have been changed, and clean sanitary napkins have also been changed. I feel a lot more comfortable when I am dry and dry. Leaning against Ji Xing's arms, naturally he did not find any abnormality in Han Ding.
Ji Xing looked at the little woman who looked painful on the bed, distressed and didn't know what to do, got her a warm baby to hold in her arms, and turned to the kitchen.
Soon, he came out with a bowl of brown sugar water and eggs, picked her up, let her lean in his arms, and fed her brown sugar water.
Song Yiyan looked at the man, lying on her side on the bed, her stomach hurts, but she was also hungry and weakly began to order: "Ji Xing, I want to eat trotters."
Ji Xing sighed, hard to hide the distress in his eyes: "Sleep first, and I will call you when I get better."
Song Yiyan nodded obediently, and humming, she couldn't sleep because of the pain. She lay on the bed and looked at the busy figure of the man, her lips curling up unconsciously.
When the door was knocked, Ji Xing had just brought out the trotters, and was about to call the little woman to get up and eat something before going to bed.
He opened the door and saw Qiao Yuan standing at the door, saying hello politely: "Hello Auntie."
Qiao Yuan looked at the man in front of him, and asked him in a low voice, "You haven't slept yet, is Yanyan so uncomfortable? Did she trouble you?"
The child Yanyan had suffered from Gong Han since she was a child. Every time she had menstruation, she would die in pain. She thought it was time for her to come over, so she thought about it.
"Already asleep, come in, Auntie!" Ji Xing looked at the woman in front of him, took a step back and let her enter the house.
In the entire Song family, only the aunts really care about her, saying that mother and daughter are connected, and this is true.
"I'm not going in anymore, she is not happy to see me." Qiao Yuan gave him the package in her hand: "This is the medicine she often drinks. After I boil it, it is packaged in a vacuum bag. You can give her one drink at a time. The bag, three times a day, don’t heat it in a pot, just blanch it in hot water."
"Okay." Ji Xing nodded with what she had in her hand: "Auntie, wait a minute, I'll give it to you."
"No need, please watch her carefully." Qiao Yuan glanced into the room, and saw that her daughter was sleeping well, and she was relieved of her heart, and she said: "She doesn't like drinking potions, too Bitter, you watch her finish drinking, there is still sugar in it."
"Okay." After Ji Xing put the things on the table, he caught up with her and sent her off, solemnly looking at the people around him: "Aunty, don't worry, I will take good care of her."
"Auntie knows." Qiao Yuan was very satisfied with him. The mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, and she became more satisfied.
She doesn't ask her daughter to be rich or to marry a good person, she just asks her not to be like her and live in the shadows and faces of others all her life.
She hopes that her daughter can marry a man who knows the cold and the hot, who is really good to her.
When Song Yiyan smelled the potion, her eyes sank suddenly, and she said nothing. She obediently drank the potion clean, and then asked casually, "My mom is here."
The affirmative sentence is not a question.
Ji Xing put a piece of candy in her mouth and said, "It's gone."
Song Yiyan said, she leaned on him like boneless, her voice was dull and low: "Ji Xing, I want to make money. I want to stand taller than Song's house. I want to pick her up."
She would never go back to that place in the Song family. She had to stand at the highest point in the world and let the people of the Song family look up at her and know what it means to be out of reach.
"Okay." Ji Xing gently stroked her long hair, feeling distressed for a while to suffocate.
He would help her, and let the people of the Song family bow their heads to her and confess their mistakes.
When Ji Xing went out early in the morning and was about to go shopping, he opened the door and saw Han Ding standing at the door, carrying two large boxes in his hand, and frowned: "Brother Han, what are you doing? "
Han Ding looked at him and smiled: "Boss is not awake yet, I gave you some good things, all in this box, they are fresh, help me take them in."
Ji Xing didn't know what he was taking, so he bent over to help take everything in: "Give her food?"
Han Ding approached him with an ambiguous expression on his face: "For you to eat, I have eaten tonic, your bones are too weak for me, so I have to make up for it."
Ji Xing felt a little hairy in his heart when he saw him, and asked him what it was, but he didn't say it mysteriously, but said it was something good for a man, so he could eat it with confidence, and he would give it to him after he finished eating.
After Handing finished delivering the things, he was busy with the excuse that something was going on. Even Ji Xing did not agree to leave him for breakfast and ran away.
After opening a box of packaging, Ji Xing frowned and looked at things on the ground, with a black face, and finally realized what he meant by looking at him that way.
Deer whip, bull whip, sheep whip, sheep ball, antler, sea cucumber, and a large bottle of fresh blood, with deer blood written on it, are all fresh. I don't know where he got it.
Co-authoring he thought he was not good enough, and sent these things to make up for him?
He really thanked him!
The things that Han Ding has sent so hard, are just what he wanted, and Ji Xing didn't throw it away, thinking that when he comes next time, he will bring it back and give him nourishment.
After Song Yiyan came to her eldest aunt, she was as if she had lost her half life.
"I will come back at noon to cook for you. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me, know?" Ji Xing squatted on the ground, looking at the little woman sleeping on the bed.
"Yeah." Song Yiyan replied, half awake, stretched out her hand to hook his neck, leaned in and kissed: "I want to eat lobster at noon."
Ji Xing: "The lobster is cold and can't be eaten. I'll make you sweet and sour pork ribs and steamed fish, OK?"
Song Yiyan thought for a while, squinted her eyes softly and said, "Then after my aunt is gone, I will eat a big lobster."
Ji Xing smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Ji Xing went to work, and Song Yiyan went to bed. She was uncomfortable not knowing that it was day and night. She slept in a daze. Hearing movement in the window, he opened his eyes and saw a little fox rolling in the window.
The little fox was injured all over, and didn’t know where he left it. He was embarrassed and his clothes were soaked with blood. When he fell on the ground, he tried to stand up, but after several attempts, he couldn’t stand. stand up.