At the beginning, Zhang Chunnuan didn't realize that she had a mental problem.

She only felt angry, sad and helpless.

It wasn't until the loneliness of being deceived or even betrayed by someone she cared about hit her for the first time, causing "uninteresting" thoughts in her mind, that she felt something vaguely.

In the past two days, after Zhang Chunnuan recorded her various feelings and attitudes towards everything around her, she finally confirmed that she was really sick.

A disease that is widely spread in later generations but not understood and taken seriously by people - postpartum depression.

At first, Zhang Chunnuan wanted to regulate her emotions and overcome postpartum depression alone.

After all, even in later generations, mothers suffering from postpartum depression will not get the understanding of their families, and may even receive comments such as "Everyone else is fine, you are just being pretentious", "Do nothing all day long, serve good food and drink, and still try your best"

Looking for trouble" and other such hurtful words.

Not to mention that in this era where women can hold up half the sky, and mothers often give birth to their babies in the fields, no one probably knows what the words "postpartum depression" mean.

Zhang Chunnuan was worried that even if she asked her family for help, she would be met with misunderstanding and hurt that would make matters worse.

Because of postpartum depression, she developed a deep distrust of her family.

But the doctor cannot treat herself, let alone a patient who has no experience in dealing with it.

When she was lying alone in bed, no matter how hard she tried, she could not suppress the overwhelming thoughts of negative energy.

That's it. I'm so tired. My body is ugly after giving birth. Will Haoran dislike me?

It's hard enough to have only two children, Shiqiu and August, but now that there are four more, it will definitely be more troublesome in the future than it is now.

It was pig's trotter soup again. I drank it so much that I felt like vomiting, but the second sister said that the woman who gave birth to a baby in another family couldn't even drink it if she wanted to... She was so noisy, I really wanted her to shut up!

Why is my life so miserable? Why do I need to travel through time? Why do I have to go through this? If I die again, will I go back?

Why did my father also come to persuade me? He is not my real father. He acts like he is doing good for me all day long, but in fact he is not doing it so that I can support him in his old age.

If I die now, will I be free?

…

Before Zhou Haoran came, the above thoughts came to Zhang Chunnuan's mind repeatedly.

Before Zhou Haoran admitted her mistake, she was still stuck in the thought of "death = liberation", so she was perfunctory when answering.

Upon hearing Zhang Chunnuan's plea for help, Zhou Haoran subconsciously hugged him.

"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt again? Or is there something uncomfortable? How about we go to the hospital?"

Zhang Chunnuan stared at Zhou Haoran without blinking. Her concerned words and expression didn't seem to be fake. He shouldn't have such great acting skills...

She hesitated for a while, then finally made up her mind and shook her head at Zhou Haoran, "I'm not uncomfortable. No, it should be said that I feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Under Zhou Haoran's worried gaze, Zhang Chunnuan explained the causes, manifestations, and symptoms of postpartum depression.

Zhou Haoran didn't quite understand the words "endocrine" and "hormone", but he understood what Zhang Chunnuan meant.

The hand holding Zhang Chunnuan tightened slightly, he looked directly at Zhang Chunnuan and said seriously:

"I am the one who should worry about being abandoned. Think about it, I am living in a house you built, I am eating your food, and I am wearing your clothes. I still have some savings, but before I got married, I

It's all given to you.

Didn't you say before that men will become bad only if they have money? Now that I have no money, who else would want me besides guarding you and the children?

Besides, you are the great hero of our family. Even grandpa is on your side. I don’t want to be beaten to death by him, let alone leave you.

As for the children, the eldest and second child look the same every day. The second sister also said that the two children can eat, sleep and are in good health. As for the third and fourth children, as I said just now, they are in the hospital and are in very good condition.

Stablize."

While Zhou Haoran was talking, he saw that Zhang Chunnuan's hair on her temples was a little messy, so he stretched out his hand to lift her hair behind her ears, and continued:

"You, you must speak out when you feel uncomfortable in the future. If you are angry, don't hold it in. Dad, grandpa and the children are not easy to deal with, so just vent your anger on me..."

"But you will be cruel to me!"

Zhang Chunnuan complained: "You were cruel to me a few days ago, and you told me not to make trouble!"

Watching her talking, her eyes became wet again, Zhou Haoran helplessly held his forehead.

"I was afraid that your injury would get worse. I asked Aunt Guihua, and she said that because of the third child, your wound was severely torn—"

"Stop talking!"

Zhang Chunnuan covered his mouth. Although she didn't see it, she could feel it.

I've only heard that side cuts are scary, but actually cutting them with scissors is much better than tearing them apart.

When Zhang Chunnuan relieved herself in the past few days, the pain was comparable to that of giving birth that night.

Zhou Haoran took her hand away, kissed her palm twice and coaxed:
Chapter completed!