: Being a mother is strong

Song Ruqi didn't want to cry at first, but when she saw the newborn baby, she couldn't help but think of her poor child. If she hadn't been careless and plotted against her, she would have looked at the prosperous world like this child.

Song Ruqian knew that she would be like this, and she felt uncomfortable and didn't speak up for a while.

Fortunately, the child seemed to be able to sense it, and moved with some anxiety and opened his eyes.

At this time, the child's eyes would not focus at all, but Song Ruqi still felt that his eyes were all her. Seeing his flat mouth, he quickly stumbled and didn't dare to cry anymore.

The child didn't cry after all, and even grinned, softening Song Ruqi's heart.

She hugged her and looked carefully, and said, "He looks very good, his eyebrows are like your sister, but his nose is like his brother-in-law. He is really good at taking care of his child."

"You can see clearly. How can you tell me when I have only been born for a few days?" Song Ruqian smiled angrily.

Song Ruqi hummed lightly: "I can see it anyway."

She handed the child back to the wet nurse, asked the maid to get water, and reorganized her makeup in front of the bronze mirror in the room before sitting next to Song Ruqian's bed and talking.

"Before I came, I said to myself a hundred times and never cried, but I still couldn't help seeing the child. Sister, am I useless?"

Song Ruqian held her hand and said angrily: "What stupid things you said, if you can come, you have already put down the past and are willing to face it again. You are very strong."

Song Ruqi said: "It is impossible to let go, I will remember it in my heart for the rest of my life."

Song Ruqian frowned: "Qier..."

"Sister, as a mother, how can you let go of the pain of losing your child? I can't let it go, but I won't always feel sorry for myself. I will remember this pain to alert myself and not make the same mistake again." Song Ruqi said solemnly: "Sister, children are our lives, and you must protect him."

No family’s back house is truly clean, and people’s hearts always have a dark side. It’s hard to say whether they will be exposed, so you can’t be careless.

The Gu family is also a century-old gentry, and the clan has flourished and lush branches and leaves. It is inevitable that there will be people who have bad intentions. Gu Mingyu has a very noble identity. If he takes action, the one who is hit will of course be the eldest house where Song Ruqian is located.

If the eldest house cannot recover, the rest of the people will have a chance.

What Song Ruqi can understand, how could Song Ruqian, who has been well-educated, not understand, and said with firm eyes: "Don't worry, being a mother is strong, I will protect him and make him grow up healthily and steadily."

"Um."

Song Ruqian said again: "Don't be too obsessed with the past. It's great if you can think about it now. It depends on your breath and your body is almost as good as it is. You can also prepare to get pregnant with another one."

Song Ruqi hesitated and said, "Doctor Lin and his grandmother both said it would be best to raise them for a long time. Now it's over, it's only half a year."

"Silly girl, do you think you really have sex together?" Song Ruqian glanced at her and said, "I'm asking you to prepare. If you want to have a legitimate son, will you and Qi San have to do what your grandmother teaches?"

Song Ruqi was a little hot-faced: "He said there was no hurry, either."

"Although I say that, I'm hoping for it in my heart. I'm not afraid of anything else, just afraid that your parents-in-law will stuff people into your house. It's just that. If there is still something like the slut in the past, it will be a bad debt." Song Ruqian said, a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Song Ruqi snorted sarcastically: "Do you think she is not stuffed?"
Chapter completed!