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Chapter 80 Can You Not Be Vicious? (20)

Qiao Zhen raised her hand and patted Chu Chu's body hard. The collision between her hand and Chu Chu's skin made a muffled "bang" sound, "Hiss--"

She grinned and took a breath, then waved her hands to relieve the pain, [Does it hurt? 】

Chu Chu: [It feels like being touched lightly. 】

Qiao Zhen: [I didn't expect that the little pony you joined was quite rough and thick. I think you can completely replace me and become a tank to take damage for the task target. 】

Chuchu: [That's right, that's right (*σ`)σNow I'm not only a little expert in finding out news, but also a smart shield.Really, aren't you worried that unknown attacks from outside will affect the entire mission? 】

Qiao Zhen: 【Don't worry, the sky is falling and God Taibai is still holding on.Besides, there are so few easy tasks in total, if you don’t enjoy the leisure time now, you will cry in the later stage. 】

When Mrs. Ge entered Qiaozhen's yard, she saw her pat the pony with her hand, and made a muffled "bang". Which well-educated woman would make such a rude gesture?She just looked down on Qiao Zhen from the bottom of her heart.

But Qiao Zhen has Mrs. Ge's golden grandson in her stomach. No matter how much Mrs. Ge looks down on Qiao Zhen, she can't let her fend for herself in the yard, "Doesn't your hand hurt?"

After Qiao Zhen heard Mrs. Ge's voice, she immediately stood up holding her big belly.It's been half a year since Pan Zhao left, and Qiao Zhen's belly is a little big and tight. "Madam, this horse has thick skin and flesh. The woman just patted it casually, and the sound sounded very heavy."

Mrs. Ge was still worried about Qiao Zhen. Originally, she wanted to send a maid or a woman to serve her, but she suddenly changed her mind, "The general doesn't come back all the year round, and your husband also follows the general. Why don't you move to my yard, we It's easy to talk on weekdays. Besides, you are a pregnant woman living in this yard alone, and when you have a big belly, you will have trouble moving, isn't it very dangerous?"

Qiao Zhen didn't have to worry about Mrs. Ge's concern for her. After all, she had Mrs. Ge's grandson or granddaughter in her belly, and she also needed some care, so she said directly: "The woman should be respectful rather than obedient."

So Qiao Zhen moved to Mrs. Ge's yard and spent the whole day raising flowers and plants, or embroidering some small clothes and shoes for the unborn child.

Mrs. Ge poured the supplements of Ge Mansion into Qiao Zhen's stomach as if she didn't need money, and sent her mother-in-law and maids to guard her during the day, and maids to guard her at night. He is the little ancestor of Ge Mansion.

Qiao Zhen's belly is the grandson or granddaughter of General Ge and Mrs. Ge, isn't he an ancestor?

One day, when Qiao Zhen and Mrs. Ge were sitting on the couch embroidering, the maid brought two letters, one was from General Ge to Mrs. Ge, and the other was from Pan Zhao to Qiao Zhen.

Pan Zhao really drew the picture for Qiao with ink, a thick stack, and I don’t know how long it took that stupid big man to draw a thick stack of paper.

Qiao Zhen looked at those pictures, his brows and eyes crooked with a smile, and occasionally a few chuckles escaped from his lips and teeth.

Seeing that Qiao Zhen was so happy, Mrs. Ge asked, "What did Pan Zhao write to you?"

Qiao Zhen handed all the drawings she had seen to Mrs. Ge, "My husband drew a lot of drawings for me."

Madam Ge couldn't help frowning, "What is this painting, why can't I understand it?"

"Msanggong's hands are all for axes and guns and swords, and he is not proficient in using pens." Qiao Zhen explained to Madam Ge from the beginning. She picked up the first drawing and pointed to the villain outlined with cold and hard lines, " This was when they camped on the way, someone secretly caught wild rabbits and roasted them, and he also followed others to catch some chickens and rabbits in the wild."

"And this one." Qiao Zhen picked up another drawing. On it was a small figure lying on a wooden board with a few strings of bubbles on his nose. "This is the one who lived in the same tent as him." People are snoring."

Mrs. Ge picked up a piece of paper. She looked at the frame drawn with a few strokes. There were several lines drawn with ink on the frame. There was also a dark mass drawn with dots in the frame. She didn't know what it was. "What about this one?"

Qiao Zhen took the paper, she looked at it and said: "This is they are capturing the city, the black frame is the city wall, and the clumps below are the army." She pointed to a round O in the black dot, "This is my husband."

Madam Ge looked at those blueprints, her eyes showed sadness again, "That's great, that's great."

Her voice was very soft, as if a gust of wind could blow her voice away.

After this day, Mrs. Ge treated Qiao Zhen more and more kindly, but all these good things were based on the fact that Qiao Zhen was pregnant.

The days are still going on day by day, and in a blink of an eye, Qiao Zhen has nine and a half months of belly, and the midwife and delivery room are all ready.

But Mrs. Ge's natural anticipation when she looked at Qiao Zhen's stomach made Qiao Zhen tremble with fear. Qiao Zhen tentatively said: "Madam, I once heard a sad story told in six words."

Madam Ge asked, "What story?"

"Protect the big and protect the young? Protect the young."

Mrs. Ge was confused, she asked: "What do you mean?"

Qiao Zhen just smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just my imagination. I hope Mrs. Ge will never understand this story."

Mrs. Ge opened her heart to Qiao Zhen for the first time, "What sad things have I not experienced? The general and I also had a child before, but he was plotted by the gangster. Now he is living outside without knowing whether he will live or die."

Qiao Zhen lowered his eyebrows, "I'm sorry Ma'am, I shouldn't mention these things."

It was a night of thunder and lightning. Qiao Zhen and Mrs. Ge were having dinner together, but Qiao Zhen had a stomachache and she let go of her hand, and the rice bowl in her hand fell to the ground in pieces. "I, I seem to be giving birth."

Mrs. Ge hurriedly asked Qiao Zhen to be carried into the delivery room, and then asked to invite the midwife. Looking at the mess on the ground, she clasped her hands together and muttered: "Safe every year, may the Buddha bless you."

From time to time, Qiao Zhen's screams and the midwife's encouragement could be heard in the delivery room, but one hour passed, two hours passed, and three hours almost passed, and the sound of the baby crying was not heard for a long time.

Seeing that Qiao Zhen was about to lose strength and passed out, the midwife hurried out and asked Madam Ge, "Madam, Madam Pan is about to lose strength, should I protect the older one or the younger one?"

Mrs. Ge instantly understood the sad story Qiao Zhen had told earlier, the story of the pregnant woman who had worked so hard to conceive for ten months, and finally had to sacrifice her life for the child. She said cruelly, "Keep the baby."

Qiao Zhen looked weakly at the midwife who was about to cut her stomach and said: "Don't listen to that idiot, save me! My husband's surname is Pan, and Mrs. Ge's surname is Ge. If there is anything wrong with me, you will take care of me when my husband comes back." Can you afford it?"

She can't die yet, the mission will be over if she dies, and if the mission is over, neither she nor the mission object will be able to survive. "ah--"

The midwife couldn't make up her mind, so she had to go out and ask Mrs. Ge again, she wrinkled her old face like a chrysanthemum, "Madam, the pregnant woman said to protect her, who will the grass-roots protect? Guaranteed!"

"Bao Xiao!" Madam Ge said without hesitation, "Listen to Madam Ben, Bao Xiao! If anything happens to the child, Madam Ben will kill you!"

Chu Chu: [What should I do? !Mrs. Ge is too cruel, she wants to keep the baby, or she will kill the midwife!I can't get in touch with Taibai! 】

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