The alcoholic wife nodded with tears in her eyes: "Yes, I want Dazhi to go with you, if you don't mind it..."

"Sister-in-law!" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help interrupting the woman.

"What stupid things are you saying?" she asked, with a trace of sullenness in her eyes.

"Dazhi, he is your son, your biological son!"

"He is not a chicken, a fish, or a bundle of gifts for whoever likes to give them. He is a person, a person of flesh and blood, with his own emotions, and who will have his own thoughts when he grows up!"

"How could you give your biological son to someone else like this?" Yang Ruoqing asked in a low voice.

The drunkard's wife was stunned by this question.

"What, Miss Yang, don't you want my family's ambition?" the drunkard's daughter-in-law asked.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, feeling that communication was a bit difficult.

"It's not that I don't like Dazhi, I like Dazhi very much," she continued.

"But I like him, so I don't necessarily have to take him away and use him for my own use."

"He is your son, you gave birth to him, and you are his biological mother. How can you give your child to someone else casually?"

"Are you willing to do so?"

"When he grows up and knows all this, what will he think?"

"Besides, this journey has been bumpy on the water. The drunkard wanted to send the child out several times, but you didn't agree."

"For this matter, you were beaten to death by a drunkard. Why do you suddenly have the idea of ​​giving your child to someone else?" Yang Ruoqing asked her again.

The corners of the drunkard's wife's lips trembled, and she was so guilty that she couldn't even utter a word.

By the end, the tears were streaming down my face.

"I can't let it go, I can't let it go! Wuwuwu..." the drunkard's wife choked with sobs.

"Since you can't bear to part with it, then don't give it away. Protect it under your own wings!" Yang Ruoqing said.

The drunkard's wife said: "If you follow me with great ambition, you will suffer a lot."

"If he eats with Miss Yang, at least he will be well fed and clothed."

"You don't have to suffer from hunger like now, have no cure for illness, and have to be burned by his father from time to time..."

"I have seen it before, Miss Yang, you are a good person, and you are sincerely good to us, Dazhi. We, Dazhi, are also lucky. They look similar to your Chen'er. This is his cultivation and destiny."

"With a drunkard, neither mother nor son will have a good life,"

"Rather than being sold to unknown places by him, I would rather help them find a home where they can feel safe."

"I will no longer be as stubborn as I used to be. As long as the children can have a full meal, they no longer have to live such a life of fear with me,"

"I will send them out one by one, find good families, survive, survive!"

Yang Ruoqing was truly shocked when she heard what her drunkard wife said.

It turns out that there is such a kind of love in the world?

This kind of love is called letting go!

In my mother's heart, cut out a piece of flesh, and use my mother's pain to give the children a chance to survive!

Looking at the woman in front of her who was convulsing from crying, Yang Ruoqing's heart was shaking violently.

If it weren't for the pressure of life, such a tenacious woman would not be forced into such a situation.

All the anger suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and came to the drunkard's wife. She took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

"Sister-in-law, stop crying," she said.

"A son will never find his mother ugly, and a dog will never find his family poor."

"Don't be impulsive when it comes to ambitious things. As long as you are willing to be strong-willed, I will definitely help you."

Sponsor a sum of money and let them go back to their hometown to buy some land or buy a few shops and then rent them out.

It is still possible to support the mother and her seven children with these rents.

"My own son was separated. I can best understand the pain of losing a beloved son as a mother."

"That's really pulling your heart, liver, and lungs together, and then pricking them with embroidery needles!"

"Sister-in-law, don't think too much, take the child and sleep well."

"When the drunkard sobers up tomorrow, we will accompany you to have a showdown with the drunkard."

"Looking at his attitude, if he truly repented, he could still make do with this day. After all, he is the father of the children."

"If he is still stubborn, then you let Master Zuo and Li Zheng make the decision, and you and Li are over."

"You take the children and start a new business, we will help you, don't be afraid!" Yang Ruoqing finally said.

The drunkard's wife looked at Yang Ruoqing blankly, and then nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I listen to you!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled, "Although a woman is weak, she is strong as a mother. Remember this sentence, you will definitely be able to protect your children!"

Yang Ruoqing slept in the same room as Li Zheng's wife.

After washing up, the two women lay on the bed and chatted about their daily routine. Because Yang Ruoqing wanted to repay her, the topic of conversation was unconsciously led by her to the issue of pregnancy and childbirth.

When this incident was mentioned, Li Zheng's wife's chatterbox opened up.

"I'm already twenty-four, and he's twenty-five. Other families our age have several children, and the older children can even take care of themselves."

"My belly hasn't moved since the second year after I started skating."

"Hey, although my mother-in-law and father-in-law are good people, my husband didn't criticize me at all, and they didn't say anything, but I know they were anxious, and they didn't say it because they were afraid that I would feel uncomfortable, hey..."

Li Zheng's wife sighed one after another, and the smile on her face could not be squeezed out.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Sister-in-law, you are still young. If you take more care of yourself, you will definitely be able to get pregnant again. Because you were pregnant before, it doesn't mean that you have never been pregnant at all."

Li Zheng's wife pursed her lips and said, "I have been looking for doctors and medicines in the past few years. I have been to many places and taken a lot of folk remedies."

"I feel like I'm going crazy after taking medicine, my family is very poor, and my stomach is still not moving at all."

"Sometimes I wonder, is God punishing me by not being able to be a mother in this life? No, I haven't done anything immoral."

"That year when I was fleeing and falling into the water, I was trying to save my old yellow dog."

"That old dog has been loyally guarding the house. I can't just watch the ship sail away and leave it alone, right?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and said: "Sister-in-law, you are kind-hearted. God must have arranged better things for you later. Don't be discouraged."

Li Zheng's wife also managed a smile, shook her head and said, "I'm not discouraged, and I'm not angry either. When it comes to having children, it all depends on fate."

"Fate has come, just like the hen laying eggs, one after another."

"The fate has not come yet. It's useless to worry and stare anxiously, right?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing laughed, "Sister-in-law, if you think so, you're right."
Chapter completed!