Wu Kexing shook his head, afraid that they would feel weak, and said, "I originally wanted to go back, so I called my parents and asked them to pick me up, but my mother said, I am now all with children, so I can't be so willful when doing things, otherwise who cares about the children in my stomach? Do I have to be aborted?"

Wu Zhizhi shook her head. She really didn't know what to say to Wu Kexing's parents.

Wu Danxuan could not help it anymore, rolled his eyes and said, "What parents, even though they knew they were deliberately trying to give you a warning and make things difficult for you, they still made you swallow your anger."

"My mother means, what else can I do if I have children? Money is something outside the body. Do you have to stop the baby in your stomach because of this little thing? Life is not a joke. Since the child is here, you should be responsible for the child to the end."

"There is no basic economy or happiness, how can I be responsible for this child?" Wu Danxuan sneered. She is 24 years old this year and has more knowledge than Wu Kexing, so she is a little more thinking than her. However, she speaks a little impulsively and often speaks it out without thinking, which makes Wu Kexing embarrassed and embarrassed every time.

Wu Kexing said helplessly: "What can I do? The child is pregnant, so I can't refuse the baby, right? I'll do more evil."

Wu Danxuan said: "This is up to you. If your parents don't stand on your side, it will be useless if you think anything."

Wu Kexing sighed deeply, touched his hand on his stomach, and felt silently guilty of the child in his stomach.

What should she do?

I've only been married for a month. Do you really want to divorce because of this? I'll divorce all of a sudden. Will others think what's wrong with her? With her mother-in-law's personality, she will definitely go out to spread rumors and slander her. She may have to say that she went out to steal people, or that the child in her belly is not solemn, or that she can't stand the hardships of her vain and money-worship.

Moreover, if the child is separated, he will not have a father in the future. Will he be looked down upon?

Furthermore, if she wants this child, an orphan and widowed mother, can she afford it?

Finally, if her parents don’t help her, and think that the water from her married daughter is poured out by the water and refuses to let her go home, how should she deal with it?

She now realized that the forced marriage may lead to her being in dire straits after marriage, her husband's family doesn't like her, and her parents' family doesn't want her to go back. In addition, her husband is not caring and ma's baby. Whether she has money or not? This marriage has only been a month short, and she doesn't know what the meaning is.

It seems that when she is pregnant, no one cherishes her much. She can't eat her and vomits frequently, and no one cares about her. They all watch coldly, allowing a pregnant woman to drink porridge and eat noodles every day without asking about it. Is this happiness or sorrow?

"Are you hungry now?" Wu Zhizhi asked her while thinking.

Wu Kexing came to his senses and nodded embarrassedly.

Wu Zhizhi sighed, "What do you want to eat? I'll cook some for you."

"Beef, the doctor said you can eat more beef, which is good for the fetus and also replenish blood."

"Okay, wait, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you, so the noodles can be digested."

"Okay!" Wu Kexing's eyes were a little wet. She now realized that Zhizhi was really doing good for her at that time, but the marriage had begun and it was difficult to get rid of the water.

Every day after that, Wu Kexing came to their house to have dinner frequently, and she couldn't solve the problem of her husband's family because she had a baby in her belly and was a mother who couldn't bear to leave her children. So even if she was beaten and looked down upon by her husband's family, she could only take one step at a time and just live by her. She didn't dare to think about some things, and she would suffer from insomnia and collapse after thinking about it.

Wu Zhizhi didn't want to talk about her either. She had that personality. She told her too much, and she couldn't make any decisions because her parents didn't support her. Where could she get married after she divorced?

She has been in charge of too much. What should I do if Wu Kexing stays with her ball with her at home?

She can't be responsible for a pregnant woman and a little life.

In life, there are too many things that can be helped by. Many people are in a deep state of mud in front of them. They can clearly see and are still sober, but they are just powerless.

*

Three days later, Kang Baoyan's legs were much healed a lot and Xu Xinxia's birthday was also celebrated. However, Jiang Nanshan did not attend on this day. He seemed to understand that Kang Baoyan cared about Xu Xinxia a little, so he only asked Zhang Xuan to help him bring the gift. At this point, Kang Baoyan had truly reconciled with him.

On Thursday, Kang Baoyan was listening to English tapes in his class. The repeater was from Jiang Nanshan, and she would borrow it to listen to it by chance.

"Kang Baoyan." Someone in the class suddenly called her.

Kang Baoyan looked up and saw Tao Yuran’s deskmate Zhang Tingting walking to her, “Next week our school’s basketball team will have a basketball league in Lin City. The cheerleaders are not enough, so you can make up the numbers.”

"Ah?" Kang Baoyan was stunned for a moment, "But I can't dance."

"It's very simple, just a few actions, and we won't look back and we will teach you."

"But my leg was injured." Isn't it because I went to the cheerleader team to take her life?

Zhang Tingting glanced at her ankle, "I think your legs are okay, they are not swollen, it doesn't matter if you dance a few moves, right? This time, all the girls in our class are out, but you don't go. Isn't that special?"

Jiang Nanshan came back from outside the classroom, carrying a bottle of water. When he saw Zhang Tingting standing in front of Baoyan, he immediately turned over and said, "What's going on? Zhang Tingting, what are you doing here?"

"What are you doing?" Seeing Jiang Nanshan, Zhang Tingting was still smiling, "Isn't your basketball team going to play the league this time? Our squad leader and the deputy squad leader are in the basketball team, so Yuran and I discussed with the teacher whether we can let the girls in our class be cheerleading temporarily for you. It's Saturday afternoon, and everyone is on holiday, so we can go and cheer for you."

Although it was kind, Jiang Nanshan felt that there was a conspiracy, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "If you want to go, go by yourself. My daughter's foot is injured and she can't go."

"Jiang Nanshan, it's boring to say that. Baoyan is a part of the class. Everyone goes there, but she won't go there. It's so special that she won't have a good impression of the class at that time."

"You tell everyone that my daughter couldn't go because she was injured in her foot. I believe no one would have a bad impression of Baoyan because of this."

"You!" Zhang Tingting was a little speechless and had an ugly expression. "The girls in our class are even. This time they all went there. If she didn't go, there would be only one person missing."

"Then you can stop asking one person, or you can find another girl to go to the other team to get the lead. You won't have any popularity, right?"

"This time it's a common honor for the class..."

"Shut up." Jiang Nanshan glared at Zhang Tingting, his expression became cold, "Lak-la-fucking dances like shit, I'm embarrassed to say it's a class honor? If you know a little, don't dance, as it's a joke."

Zhang Tingting: "..."

Finally, Zhang Tingting decided to go to the other team to ask for support. She didn't know how to find it, but because the news leaked, the cheerleader substitute he found was Lin Zhixin, Mu Qing and another girl named Chen Xiaoshan.

*

On Saturday, since Lu Yanshi and Wu Tong had a competition, Wu Zhizhi also came with them.

The bus to Lin City was full of basketball players and cheerleaders from their school. Wu Zhizhi and Kang Baoyan were extra to watch the game.

The sun was a little bright outside, and Lu Yanshi raised his hand and pulled the curtains to block the sunlight shining on Wu Zhi's branches.

Wu Zhizhi was answering the Chinese paper, her eyebrows and eyes were drooping, it was the first time she was so quiet.

"How is it written?" Lu Yanshi asked.

"Chinese is okay." Chinese is her strength, and it cannot be difficult for her.

He looked next to her, "I have made a lot of progress recently."

"Of course." She smiled, "You are escorted to study every day, can you not?" If she didn't know, she would probably have her legs broken, right?

"Then you write well." He took out the pork shop and came out.

"What are you going to do?" She looked up and looked at the snacks in his hand. "When did you buy them?"

"last night."

"I want it too." She reached into the snack bag and stuffed it half a piece into her mouth. It was delicious and chewed, "Good, let's have another piece."

"Don't be distracted, write yours well." As he said that, he stuffed a piece for her.

Wu Zhizhi opened her mouth and ate it, her eyes curled up.

The basketball team's men and cheerleaders were mostly sitting in the front.

They sat behind and felt peace and tranquility.

Wu Tong was also talking to Jiang Qingyi.

As soon as Jiang Qingyi got into the car today, he said that he was full of inspiration and took a book casually, and started writing quickly.

Wu Tong looked around and saw that the words he couldn't write were written in pinyin, and the Chinese characters on half of the notebook were generally pinyin. He was a little amused and said, "Illiterate."

When Jiang Qingyi heard this, he froze his back, turned his head, and said with a low expression: "I just forgot how to write some words, so I will look back and look up the dictionary."

Wu Tong glanced at him, took out another pen from his pencil case, crossed out the pinyin on his notebook, and changed it to the correct word.

Jiang Qingyi: "..."

Wu Tong didn't say anything and quietly helped him change his words.

Jiang Qingyi felt that he had read it for a while, so he asked excitedly: "How is it? Is this novel written by me very wonderful?"

Wu Tong had a expressionless face, "Do you want to listen to the truth?"

"Of course, the most pertinent advice of readers is the best encouragement for us."

"It's a mess."

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There is only one update tonight. Babies go to bed early, and the second update will be updated at noon tomorrow. Momo!
Chapter completed!