"You used to take advantage of others and forget about your big mouth. How could you become such a cruel and ruthless person? My son, I almost don't recognize you anymore!"

"Are you still my mother? Ah? I'm even afraid of you!"

Seeing Zhou Wang's hysterical look, Luo Daye's whole body collapsed.

She sat down in the puddle of water on the ground, covering her mouth and crying.

"I can't do this. I can't keep this child. If I keep him, your sister's life will be ruined. Wuwuwu..."

Luo Daye cried.

Zhou Wang was so angry that he kicked the wooden basin to the door of the house, and ran out angrily.

"Wang'er..."

Luo Daye cried and shouted, Zhou Wang ran away without looking back, and Luo Daye cried even more desperately.

This huge noise still failed to wake up Zhou Xia, who was sleeping on the bed, but frightened the child in Blacksmith Luo's arms to cry.

"Uncle, let's take the child to the next room first," Xiaohuan came over and said.

Blacksmith Luo nodded and handed the child in his arms to Xiaohuan.

Xiao Huan hugged the child and carefully walked out of the house. After walking a few steps, she turned to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, can you come over and help me?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and followed.

In the ward, Blacksmith Luo came to Luo Da'e and looked at her with a sad face.

Luo Da'e looked up at Blacksmith Luo with her eyes red from crying.

Blacksmith Luo saw Luo Da'e's face and hair clearly, and then realized that his sister had aged several years in these ten months.

The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes all popped up, but it turned out that she didn't have them.

Now standing next to Wang Cuilian, Wang Cuilian, who is three or four years older than her, now definitely looks five or six years younger than her.

"Da'e, please stop crying. Sit up and have a good conversation with me. We, brother and sister, haven't had a good conversation in almost a year."

Blacksmith Luo said with regret on his face.

Hearing this, Luo Daye got up with sobs. She glanced at Zhou Xia, who was still sleeping on the bed, and said: "Brother, let's go outside to talk. I don't want to wake Xia'er up. She is very weak now."

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Blacksmith Luo nodded, "I'll wait for you at the door first, and you can tidy up the room first."

After saying these words, Blacksmith Luo left the house and went to the camphor tree in the yard, squatting there smoking a dry cigarette and waiting for Luo Daye.

Soon, Luo Daye packed up the water basin in the house, then closed the door and went to the yard.

She came to Blacksmith Luo and looked at Blacksmith Luo timidly.

"Brother." She called in a low voice.

Blacksmith Luo had a cigarette stick stuffed in his mouth and was still smoking, but his brows were twisted into a knot.

Luo Daye sat aside and wiped her tears: "Brother, I feel so bitter in my heart!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, and she spoke alone.

"When Xia'er was pregnant with Wangfu's child, she couldn't get rid of it despite all possible means. The child was stuck in her belly like an iron vise."

"Xia'er almost lost most of her own life, but this naughty kid just won't come down."

"There is really no choice. Xia'er told me that we can only deal with the child after giving birth."

"In the past ten months, we, mother and daughter, have never left the house or stepped out because we don't want to be discovered by our next-door neighbors."

"In order to hide this matter, I even kicked Zhou Wang and Xiao Huan out to start a new business."

"In the past ten months, I have really been in jail, and so has Xia'er. The two of us have been isolated from the world," she said.

Speaking of these, I feel sorry for myself.

Blacksmith Luo glanced sideways at Luo Da'e and uttered three words: "You asked for it!"

Luo Da'e was startled, her face full of shame.

She nodded and continued: "Okay, even if you asked for it, now the mistake has been made."

"Now that the child has been born, there is no point in talking about right or wrong."

"Brother, at this juncture, we have to find a way to deal with the child. Otherwise, Xia'er will be a drag, not to mention marrying King Yun, even if she wants to marry a man from a farmer's family, she will

They all despise it!" Luo Daye said.

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? You all asked for it!" Blacksmith Luo still said the same thing.

Luo Da'e was speechless and could only sit there, covering her face with her hands and crying.

The crying made Blacksmith Luo upset and angry.

He pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth and knocked it hard on the ground beside him a few times, and said: "Even if you want to get rid of the child, you can't drown him in a basin of water in the house."

"There has never been anyone as cruel and ruthless as you in our ancestors of the Luo family!"

"If our parents knew what you were doing, they would be so angry that they would throw over the coffin!" Blacksmith Luo said.

Luo Da'e cried loudly and said: "Brother, please stop talking. I can't do it. Otherwise, why would the basin fall to the ground?"

"If I were really that kind of ruthless person, I would strangle this child to death as soon as he landed. Why would I need to wait until now?" Luo Da'e asked.

Blacksmith Luo sighed and remained silent.

The truth is indeed the same.

"Da'e, what are you going to do next? Just tell me the truth!" Blacksmith Luo asked.

Luo Daye said: "I don't know, how can I have any ideas? Xia'er is the one who decides everything."

"Then what does Xia'er mean?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

Luo Da'e said: "Xia'er told me before she gave birth to the child. If there is a child without her, and with her there is no child, only one of the two can be left."

Blacksmith Luo frowned, "Xia'er is so cruel. How can there be such a woman in the world?"

Luo Daye said: "I really can't bear to kill this child. He will be punished by God."

"Brother, what do you think of giving this child away?" she asked.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Giving it away can at least find a way for the child to survive."

"How about just letting Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan raise them?" he asked again.

Luo Da'e shook her head, "That's not possible. If they raise the child, they won't be able to hide it from Zhoujiacun. There is also Xia'er. She wants me to keep the child..."

Luo Da'e made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"I'm still raising it for Zhou Wang and the others. Xia'er will know sooner or later, and she will definitely have to make trouble with me when the time comes."

"So this child must be sent far away, preferably to a neighboring county or town." Luo Daye said.

"Hey!" Blacksmith Luo shook his head again and sighed.

"Let's wait for Xia'er to wake up first and wait for her to pass the critical period. Then we can talk to her and give her some advice."

"It's best if you try to find the most suitable method."

"Even if you send your child far away, for him, if he doesn't have a biological father or mother, or a relative around him, the child will still endure hardships and suffer!" Blacksmith Luo said.
Chapter completed!