Volume 1: Farmer's Joy 013: The Child Stays or Leaves

  "What did you say? What's wrong?" Lian Qing sat there as usual, warming himself by the brazier of charcoal fire in the room, which was made from wood, and if not for Fu Qiu Lian's persistence, he wouldn't even be using this.

  Lying on the brushwood and tasting gall, enduring humiliation and stealing life, digging a hole in the wall to steal light. Compared to those who came before him, what is this coldness? From the time he was aware of things, he didn't know the taste of having a brazier lit in his room during winter. The past two years hadn't been tried, but these past two days, Fu Qiu Lian had become restless. Anyway, just one sentence, won't you help me out?

  I'll go myself!

  Can Lianqing let her carry a child in the icy snow? She can only obediently listen. In just a few days, the kang in the house was lit up, and a large basin was set up to throw in half-burned firewood, which was bright red and placed in a corner of the room. Lianqing felt that she had used all her strength to do these things, but Fu Qiulian just curled her lip and said, "It's barely acceptable, better than nothing." It almost made Lianqing's nose crooked with anger!

  This way, the difference between the houses of Lianjia came out. The kang in Lao Die's house had been there for a long time and was for seniors. Even if they wanted to make a fuss about it, it wouldn't work. But what about Sanfang?

  Qian's wife sat on the kang, grumbling and complaining, if she hadn't really twisted her waist and couldn't get down from the bed, she would have rushed over to find Lian Qing and his wife for an explanation. Zhou's heart was not happy, but fortunately Lian Chun was a reliable person, who could hold back a few points, but even so, he kept complaining outside. The more she thought about it, the more she felt resentful, but she didn't dare disobey her husband's words, finally gritting her teeth and taking advantage of Lian Qing coming out, directly throwing all three children to Lian Qing.

  The big one is ten years old, the middle one is seven years old, and the little one is only four years old. They are in the midst of a rambunctious phase, almost to the point of lifting off the roof. Standing on Fú Qiūlián's kang, they roll around, shouting at the top of their lungs, wiping their noses all over the new bed sheets that Fú Qiūlián had just changed. Watching this, her eyes are about to pop out. In the end, she practically has to force Liánqīng to send the kids away. If these little rascals were allowed to stay any longer, she would likely go crazy.

  No, Qingcai was sitting there reading a book, and Fu Qiulian's brain suddenly became hot, and she directly said out her decision, regardless of what three thoughts were after the line, what good timing to say well, she didn't care.

  This child, she doesn't want it now.

  Lian Qing looked at her with a confused and puzzled gaze, while Fu Qiu Lian's voice was clear as she said, "I'm telling you, we don't want this child." As she spoke these words, Fu Qiu Lian's heart was also filled with complexity. In her previous life, she had tried every method and visited all the major hospitals, yet as a doctor, she couldn't cure her own infertility. She had suffered so much just to have a child, but now that she had one in this life, she didn't want it.

  Is it true that what comes easily is often taken for granted?

  She smiled wryly, but still unknowingly made up her mind - she was not a person of this era, she was a highly educated person, and the idea in her heart was that no matter how poor, she couldn't be poor with children. But looking at this home, it was empty and bare, what could she use to raise them?

  A useless bookworm, let alone failing to pass the imperial examination for years, even if he passed, what about his future? She was new here, with a blank expression, saying something unpleasant, she didn't know east, west, south or north, it's like closing her eyes and rushing forward. Bumping into things and getting hurt was a common occurrence, in such a situation, if there was another child by their side, how would they make a living?

  She was still thinking here, and Lian Qing had already stood up not far away, with a gloomy face walking towards her, "What you said earlier is that you don't want this child? You don't want children?"

  "——is." Although Lian Qing's face was stern, her eyes were fierce and intimidating, making Fu Qiulian's heart tremble. However, Fu Qiulian still raised her head, slightly lifted her chin, and nodded, "I think our current situation is not suitable for keeping this child. Let's wait until after the spring exams are over, your career is settled, and our family conditions improve before having another one."

  "What do you mean by 'good family conditions'? You're just dissatisfied with our poor household, aren't you?" Lian Qing felt insulted, his heart filled with overwhelming helplessness, and even more so, powerlessness - wasn't what he did enough? Why was she always unsatisfied?

  "What else do you want me to do? What are you not satisfied with? Just say it, and I'll change!" These words were spoken by Lian Qing through gritted teeth, each word forced out from between his teeth. Even in his heart, he had a few points of resentment towards the Fuyu Lian in front of him. The veins on the back of his hand jumped slightly. "If you dare not to want this child, I...I..." After two 'I's, it was still somewhat difficult for Lian Qing, a scholar, to say harsh words and threaten people. He repeated himself several times before finally gritting his teeth and saying what he thought was the harshest thing: "If you dare not to want this child, I'll...I'll divorce you!"

  Fu Qiu Lian was somewhat at a loss for words, thinking he would say something harsh. Knowing that his thoughts were different from hers, she sat on the edge of the bed, looking serious and slightly apologetic towards Lian Qing, "If I did anything wrong in the past, can I apologize to you first?"

  "Don't think you can just gloss over this topic, I'm telling you, I won't go along with you. You, you wicked woman, don't even think about it." Lian Qing didn't expect her to apologize, but this made him even more suspicious, as if something was off. Fouxianlian being so willing to talk things through was actually a sign that she had already made up her mind not to want the child.

  She's been making a scene, crying and throwing tantrums, can her family still have a peaceful day? If it were something else, Qing would have agreed without a word, swallowing his pride, after all, he never had any face in front of Fu Qiu Lian. But now she wants to get rid of this child, he absolutely won't agree!

  "What do you think of the conditions at home? Is there food to eat or a place to live? The child cries day and night after being born, and next year you'll be taking exams. Do you still want to warm up your books? I'm doing my month-long postpartum confinement, my mother is not here, who will help me with cooking, laundry, taking care of the child, and helping me with my postpartum recovery?" Fú Qiūlián felt that she had laid out the facts clearly, one by one, that as a couple, it's all about communication, discussing things fairly, and they would eventually come to an agreement.

  But she had forgotten the most important thing, that there were thousands of years between them, and this was more than just a generation gap. When he heard her words, Qing stared at her with wide eyes, looking at her in disbelief as if she was some kind of monster, and what she said was nonsense, "Of course you'll take care of the child, you're a woman, can't you even take care of your own child? And don't mothers always feed their children? Those little ones, you can't even give them anything else to eat. And what's this 'doing the month'?"

  “……”

  Fu Qiu Lian felt a flock of crows flying in front of her, a dense blackness, and she twitched the corner of her mouth, looking at Lian Qing, "Then when your elder sisters-in-law gave birth to their children, who took care of them for the first month, helped them deliver meals, washed clothes, and looked after the children?"

  "Ah, do we need others?" Lian Qing's face was filled with doubt, as if he had almost forgotten the dispute between him and Fu Qiu Lian. He thought hard for a moment, then nodded his head in confirmation, "I remember now, Eldest Aunt's family has three, Second Aunt's family also has three. After these nephews and nieces were born, both Eldest Aunt and Second Aunt went back to work on the second day after giving birth, feeding pigs and chickens."

  Fu Qiu Lian: "......" This child can't be kept anymore!

  Digression

  Looking for someone to take it away——