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Chapter 310: Chapter 310 This Could Lead to Puerperal Disease
Even though Lin Man has never been in love, she still noticed something from the way Si Xiaohui’s eyes darted around. She considered advising Si Xiaohui not to live married life at the moment, but also didn’t feel it was her place to interfere, so she refrained from saying anything.
She wanted to treat Si Xiaohui kindly in public, where everyone could see, positioning Si Xiaohui to be in a happy place.
Song Yu saw Si Xiaohui come out with a small bag and pulled her aside, whispering, "Xiaohui, what are you buying these for? Can normal women wear those clothes? Don’t let Lin Man lead you astray."
Blushing, Si Xiaohui said, "Who’s leading me astray? These are the kind of underwear city women wear. They just haven’t caught on in the country yet. You’ll understand tonight."
Even the slow-witted Song Yu got Si Xiaohui’s hint. After Si Xiaohui’s miscarriage, they had not done anything intimate. The thought of Si Xiaohui wearing these clothes stirred some restlessness in him, making him lose interest in shopping.
The three of them took another stroll down the main clothes street. Lin Man helped Si Xiaohui pick out a beautiful dress. The shop owner asked for fifty yuan. Though this seemed like a fair price to Lin Man, to Si Xiaohui, it was agonizingly expensive.
In the country, that kind of money could buy you three sets of clothes.
After shopping all day and being treated to a meal by Lin Man, Si Xiaohui was over the moon. "Such a good sister," she gushed, showing more affection than she does to her own mother.
What a shame that her older brother married Zhang Lijuan. Otherwise, Lin Man would have been a great match. If she had two sisters-in-law from Kyoto, the village people would be so envious. It would also make life easier for her and Song Yu in Kyoto.
A pity her brother lacked foresight and insisted on marrying Zhang Lijuan.
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Meanwhile.
Tong Yao calculated the time and arrived at the station to pick up Lin Fengying. There was a sea of people at the station, making it tough to find Lin Fengying’s frantic face in the crowd.
Her eyes were tired from scanning the crowd when she finally located a flustered Lin Fengying.
Lin Fengying was caught in the tide of people. The place had changed so much in the past decade that she felt disoriented. She heaved a sigh of relief when she spotted Tong Yao.
"Yaoyao, I finally found you. There are so many people here, I almost lost my way. I guess I’m too old to be wandering around. I used to come here when I was young and never felt flustered like this."
Tong Yao accepted the bags from Lin Fengying’s hands, somewhat absent-mindedly saying, "Of course! You had your younger brother with you about ten years ago. All you had to do was follow him. But now, you’re here all by yourself."
Lin Fengying pulled a strained smile, staying silent. She wasn’t sure if Tong Yao knew something, but she felt there was more to Tong Yao’s words.
"Does Xiaochen know I’m here?"
"He knows you wanted to come, just not that you’d come directly." Tong Yao replied candidly.
"What about the house?"
"I haven’t had time to look for one." Tong Yao led Lin Fengying to a taxi on the roadside, "Let’s go back to the Residential Compound first, then we’ll take you to my place after we see Ahchen. For the time being, you can stay at our place during your time in Kyoto. My parents knew you were coming and insisted you stay with us."
In the afternoon, she had called her parents and told them Lin Fengying was coming. When Song Yu and Wen Yun found out, they insisted Lin Fengying should stay with them, out of courtesy for her long journey.
Tong Yao had no objections to this.
"I don’t think it’s right for me to stay at your place." Lin Fengying protested. "I’ve come this time, mainly to see Xiaohui. Yaoyao, just take me to your uncle’s place first! Forget about the other stuff, I understand you and Xiaochen are very busy. Your uncle can help me find a place to stay."
Tong Yao’s eyes flickered briefly, though she appeared to shake her head in refusal, "That wouldn’t do. If I just drop you off at Ahchen’s place, what will we do if he leads to a temper tantrum later on?"
Just as she finished her sentence, a cab stopped by the roadside. Tong Yao walked over and opened the door, "Let’s get in the car and discuss this more."
Lin Fengying grabbed her luggage from Tong Yao and put on a stubborn face, "If you’re not going to drop me off, then I’m not getting in the car. I’ll find a phone booth, call your uncle, and have him pick me up."
Not expecting the usually docile Lin Fengying to be so determined, Tong Yao had no choice but to relent, "Get in the car! I’ll take you to my uncle’s place."
Upon hearing this, Lin Fengying finally got into the taxi with Tong Yao. Lin Fengying was prone to motion sickness and soon felt nauseous. Luckily, the driver was prepared and handed her a plastic bag. Not two minutes passed before Lin Fengying threw up a bunch of gastric acid.
Having not had breakfast, she had nothing in her stomach to throw up. Even so, the smell in the car was quite unpleasant. Fortunately, the window was open, so the smell dissipated quickly. Otherwise, Tong Yao would have found it unbearable.
After a difficult journey, they finally arrived at Si Weimin’s front door. Lin Fengying could barely stand, her legs trembling and her face a waxen yellow. It was as if she was seriously ill.
Tong Yao helped her to her feet and allowed her to recover by the roadside for a while before knocking on Si Weimin’s door. Song Yu, with his bare upper body and a pair of giant shorts, answered the door. Seeing Tong Yao and Lin Fengying suddenly standing at the door surprised him. It took a moment for him to stutter out, "Mum, sister-in-law."
Realizing his attire was scant, he hastily ran back into the house to get dressed.
Being experienced women, Tong Yao and Lin Fengying knew exactly what was going on. It was still daylight, and Song Yu was half-naked, sweating as if he had just run several kilometers. It wasn’t hard to figure out.
Thinking about how Si Xiaohui had just had a miscarriage a few days ago, Lin Fengying was so infuriated she wanted to explode. She walked into the house without a word, with Tong Yao following behind.
As soon as they arrived in the hall, Si Xiaohui and Song Yu rushed out of the room in a panic. Compared to Song Yu, Si Xiaohui was in no better state, with wet hair and flushed face.
"Mum, why are you here?" Si Xiaohui was so guilty and frightened, she dared not meet Lin Fengying and Tong Yao’s gaze.
"You careless girl!" Infuriated, Lin Fengying grabbed Si Xiaohui and took her to the courtyard. She poked at Si Xiaohui’s forehead with her finger and muttered under her breath, "You’ve only had your miscarriage for a few days, do you have a death wish? This kind of behavior can lead to Puerperal Disease."
"Mum, what are you talking about? I, I didn’t do anything with Song Yu." Embarrassed, Si Xiaohui denied the accusation.
As long as she didn’t admit to it, no one could prove what she and Song Yu did. After all, no one saw it happen.
"You..."
Lin Fengying, both angry and annoyed, struggled to find the right words. After a while, she continued, "Miscarriage is like giving birth. You should not be intimate for a month. Otherwise, you might develop Puerperal Disease and suffer for the rest of your life."
"Mum, I know all that. Don’t treat it as if I don’t understand anything. You...you’re making me and Song Yu so embarrassed!" Si Xiaohui retorted, showing her displeasure, "My sister-in-law is still here."
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