"Well..." Han Yingxue also felt that she couldn't hold it anymore.
It is estimated that the aunt is really here, and the dysmenorrhea is severe.
There is still half of the way to go. If she persists and hasn't reached home, it is estimated that she will die.
Hu Xiaoli supported Han Yingxue and climbed onto Zhao Qishan's shoulder.
Han Yingxue's body is only thirteen years old, and she is still a little thin. Compared with Zhao Qishan's tallness, in contrast, she feels like a rag doll being held in her hand.
"Xue'er, you have to be fine!" Zhao Qishan said seriously, his face full of worry.
Han Yingxue rested his head on Zhao Qishan's shoulder, only to feel that Zhao Qishan's back was unusually broad and soft.
She wanted to lean on his back and keep walking.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Han Yingxue murmured.
The aunt is here. It's just dysmenorrhea, not a disease.
But, from today onwards, she is no longer a doll, but a woman.
In ancient times, women could marry directly after menstruation.
"Well, you'll be fine..." Zhao Qishan muttered.
Han Yingxue lay on her shoulders, suddenly wanting to say what was in her heart. "Zhao Qishan, do you know why Xiao Li said I always look at you?"
"Why……"
"Haha, I was thinking, why did you ask my mother about my birthday. No one ever cared about my birthday..." Han Yingxue's nose was sour.
In the previous life, she didn't even know her own birthday, so how could someone help her remember it. Suddenly there is someone who cares about your birthday. Why is she so moved by this?
However, she couldn't deceive her heart, it turned out that she would care about this.
"Xue'er, I want to help you celebrate your birthday. When it's your birthday, I want to give you a gift..."
"Help me celebrate my birthday...give me a gift..."
Han Yingxue's thoughts drifted far and far again.
She didn't know Zhao Qishan's feelings for her, but she was just afraid.
She was afraid of not getting married, afraid that she would lose, and that once she devoted herself to her heart, she would end up being completely wounded.
So, she didn't dare to be emotional.
In the previous life, she was alone, no one cared, and no one loved her. In this life, she was very satisfied and satisfied to have a family, so how could she still look forward to love.
Han Yingxue fell asleep leaning on Zhao Qishan's shoulder in a daze. Extraordinarily peaceful in sleep.
When I woke up, it was already evening and I felt much more comfortable.
Han Yingxue found that her trousers had been changed, with a cloth under her, and she didn't know what it was.
It is estimated that the Zhao family replaced it for her.
I don’t know what ancient women used when their menstruation came and there was no modern sanitary napkin. Han Yingxue was wearing it, so she couldn't take it out to study it at this time.
"Big sister, since you're home, I'll go back!" Liu Kun helped Mrs Zhao to sit down on the stool and said.
"Brother Liu, wait a minute, let's have dinner at my house tonight!" Zhao invited.
"This... this is not good, it will make people gossip..." Liu Kun blushed a little, a little embarrassed.
"Brother Liu, we are both innocent, we are afraid of being gossiped by someone. It's so late, you go back, it's not convenient for a big man to serve the food, so let's have a bite at my house!"