Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

Lin Qingping stood there, feeling dizzy and shaky.

Gu Juncheng wanted to hold her, but she shook his hand off. Something was still rushing up in her stomach, so she covered her mouth and felt like vomiting.

She looked really bad like this, very much like the sign that she was about to faint.

Gu Juncheng ignored her refusal and hurried to hold her. As a result, she could not hold it in, especially when the hair on his shoulder was so close to her eyes. His breath and the hot air he exhaled made her feel even more nauseous. So, she vomited everything in her stomach, all over him.

Zhiyuan followed in and was shocked when he saw this, "Mom! Mom!"

He quickly supported Lin Qingping's other arm. She had not vomited since she was discharged from the hospital. What happened? He glanced at Gu Juncheng. There was no more admiration in his eyes, only blame.

The second sister heard the noise and came over, with Zhangzhu following behind.

The second sister was furious with Gu Juncheng. She looked at him in all his filth without any sympathy and just said coldly, "Please move aside."

Gu Juncheng was stunned for a moment, looking at the things on his body. He really needed to clean himself up before he could take care of Lin Qingping, so he let go of Lin Qingping and said, "I'll wash first, and come back when I don't see the clothes."

No one paid any attention to him.

The second sister and Zhiyuan each supported Lin Qingping on one side and went upstairs. Zhangzhu followed behind, sobbing with tears in her eyes, "Mom, mom, don't... don't... Zhuzhu..."

Lin Qingping was groggy at the moment, but she was still a little lucid. What did Zhangzhu mean by that? Was she scared by her last hospitalization? Her father and mother had left her for so long, and she was alone at home with her aunt and second aunt. Did she think that her parents didn't want her anymore?

"Zhangzhu..." She looked back at Zhangzhu's small body. She climbed the stairs holding the handrail. Her heart ached, but she was powerless. "Zhangzhu, mommy didn't abandon you. Mommy just went to take a shower. Mommy is dirty."

"Okay... okay..." Zhangzhu's eyes were still filled with tears, "Zhuzhu, mom, stay with me!"

Zhuzhu accompanies her mother.

When the little guy speaks, the relationship between the subject, predicate and object is not clear and his speech is often confusing.

"Zhiyuan, you stay with your sister, I will accompany your mother to clean up." said the second sister.

Zhiyuan nodded and slowly loosened his hand. Seeing that his mother was stable with the support of his second aunt, he felt relieved and turned around to pick up his sister.

"Brother..." Zhangzhu hugged Zhiyuan's neck, her tears all over Zhiyuan's shoulders. She looked scared and aggrieved, pointing at Lin Qingping and her second sister in front of her, "Mom..."

Zhiyuan felt distressed when he saw this, and whispered to comfort her, "Mom is fine, she just... feels uncomfortable, she vomited, she will be fine after she washes herself, we will wait for her to come out of the room."

"Cold?" Zhangzhu's small brows were frowned inquiringly. In her limited life experience, only the cold could make her feel uncomfortable and cause vomiting.

"Yeah, I have a cold." Zhiyuan followed her words.

Zhangzhu's eyes were still filled with worry. "Take some medicine. I won't die..."

Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he was shocked. "Who told you to die?"

He looked towards the bathroom in panic. Fortunately, the door was closed, so Lin Qingping probably didn't hear what Zhangzhu said.

No one had ever mentioned this word at home, let alone in front of Lin Qingping...

Maybe he overreacted just now and frightened Zhangzhu. Zhangzhu, who had finally stopped crying, began to shed tears again, "Brother, you are so fierce..."

Zhiyuan felt very regretful and quickly coaxed her softly, "Zhangzhu, I'm not angry, I'm just surprised. Don't say this word again in the future, okay?"

Zhangzhu's eyes were full of confusion and doubt, "I said, Mom, don't, Zhuzhu?"

Zhiyuan was confused, and Zhangzhu's words made him even more confused. What on earth was this? Zhangzhu was basically at home every day, and no one taught her these things!

Zhiyuan hugged Zhangzhu tightly and said to her in a firm tone, "No! Zhangzhu, mommy loves you the most and will never give up on you."

"Mom, I love Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu loves mom." Zhangzhu seemed to understand, and nodded at Zhiyuan, "I love brother..." Then she pointed downstairs and said, "I love dad."

Looking at Zhangzhu's chubby little hands and innocent face, Zhiyuan really wanted to say, don't love daddy anymore, he's not worthy, but he couldn't bear to see Zhangzhu sad...

He was very worried. His little girl couldn't even stand a harsh word. What would he do in the future?

"Zhuzhu..." He understood in an instant. No matter what happened in the future, no one should try to say harsh words to Zhangzhu, otherwise... A cold feeling flashed through his heart. Let's talk about the future later. For now, he still had to remind Zhangzhu.

"Ah?" Zhangzhu was blinking her big black crystal eyes waiting for him to speak.

"Mom will never give up Zhuzhu, but Mom will be sad when she hears the word death, so, can we not say it in the future?" he whispered.

"Sad?" Zhangzhu's understanding of abstract words was still a little vague. "Cry?"

"Yes, Mom will cry if she hears this, so let's not talk about it, okay?"

Zhangzhu nodded, "Okay, Zhuzhu, I won't tell you."

"Yeah, hook."

The brother and sister were playing hook and pull in the room when they heard the bathroom door opening outside.

Zhiyuan quickly picked up Zhangzhu and put her on a chair, then played with her using the tangram puzzle. When Lin Qingping came in, Zhangzhu rushed over and hugged Lin Qingping's legs, "Mom, Zhuzhu, love, mom."

The warmth in Lin Qingping's heart surged like a tide, even to the point that her chest ached. "Baby, mommy loves Zhuzhu too."

She was really weak, but she still squatted down slowly and smiled gently at Zhangzhu, because she really didn't have the strength to pick up Zhangzhu.

"Mom..." Zhangzhu hugged Lin Qingping and called softly.

"Zhangzhu, can we help mom go to bed and sleep for a while?" the second sister asked gently.

"Okay!" Zhangzhu was the happiest to be asked to help her mother. She nodded and said, "Mom, I have a cold. I need to go to sleep. Okay."

"Well, Mom has a cold. She'll be fine after a good night's sleep." The second sister helped her explain clearly.

After Lin Qingping lay down, he felt much more comfortable.

But pumpkin pie couldn't be made.

She looked at Zhiyuan and said, "Zhiyuan, I'll make pumpkin pie for you next time when I feel better."

Zhiyuan felt even more upset after hearing this, but he still forced a smile and said, "Okay, Mom, you still have to teach me when the time comes."

"Yeah." Lin Qingping slowly closed her eyes, "Mom, go to sleep first."

Zhiyuan obediently took Zhangzhu out of the room and went downstairs to play. The second sister stayed with her in the room.

The second sister actually wanted to accompany her to the hospital, but just now in the bathroom, Lin Qingping refused.

Lin Qingping knew what the problem was, she just didn't want to see someone.

"I'm really fine, you should go and rest too." Lin Qingping said lightly.

How could the second sister feel relieved? Just now, when she saw her close her eyes, her heart was in a knot, and her eyes were always staring at her chest to see if she was still moving.

At this time, there was a figure at the door, Gu Juncheng came.