Chapter 1709: Childhood Psychological Trauma

Su Qiangying says this because she was left with psychological trauma from childhood.

Her father had one brother, so she had an uncle, and in her uncle's family, there was a younger brother who was two years her junior.

Because she was a girl, her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, paid her no mind, but the younger brother in her uncle's family was highly valued by the grandmother; while the aunt was still pregnant, the grandmother had already announced that she would help raise the grandson.

The aunt did not agree and wanted to raise the child herself.

The grandmother pressured the uncle, the uncle pestered and cajoled, and since the aunt had a soft personality, she agreed.

As a result, while the aunt was still in her postpartum recovery month, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had many conflicts over the child.

The grandmother had many bad habits and insisted on using her own experience to raise the child; the aunt couldn't say a single word, and if she did, the grandmother would only become even more excessive.

During the postpartum month, the aunt worried herself into a state of poor health, crying every day, and her eyesight deteriorated while she was still young.

Later, the grandmother became even more excessive, inciting the relationship between her son and daughter-in-law every day, until she finally incited the two to divorce.

Under the grandmother's upbringing, the younger brother in the uncle's family became like a little bully, unreasonable and unruly; later, he dropped out of school in middle school, hung around with a group of hoodlums all day, and eventually became a hoodlum himself.

The aunt remarried and later gave birth to another boy, who was raised very well by his mother.

Su Qiangying's mother had instilled in her from childhood that a girl must be self-reliant and not weak, for if one is weak, one will be bullied by others.

Her mother told her that when she married and had children in the future, she must raise them herself and never hand them over to the elderly; the younger brother in her uncle's family was a cautionary tale!

From childhood to adulthood, she had watched her younger brother turn into that bit by bit, so her own children must be raised by herself.

If there are no conditions for it now, then don't have them.

She said to her boyfriend, "Let's not have this child; let's wait until our jobs are settled before we get married and have children."

They were not young anymore, and no one would say anything if they got married and had children now, but since his girlfriend didn't want it, Moli still chose to respect his girlfriend's opinion.

"Alright, you have the final say, it's just that it's hard on you."

Regardless of whether it is giving birth or having an abortion, it is the woman who suffers.

The two bought a pregnancy test strip, and sure enough, she was pregnant.

The next day, they went to the hospital for the surgery; after the doctor wrote out the order, the two sat on chairs waiting.

Having this kind of surgery for the first time, Su Qiangying was still a bit nervous; she gripped Moli's hand tightly, her palms covered in sweat.

Even the strongest girl has a weak side.

Moli was also very nervous; he put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder and comforted her incessantly.

Finally, their number was called; Su Qiangying stood up, tears swirling in her eyes, looking aggrieved and very pitiful.

"Don't be afraid..."

"I'm afraid!"

Although she was afraid, in the end, she went in.

Moli sat on the chair waiting.

Suddenly, a voice said, "You are Moli, right? Sheng Moli?"

The voice was familiar, and he looked up abruptly: "Aunt Yu, why are you here?"

Yu Qingya was an old classmate of Jian Yixin and a psychologist who often visited their home, so Moli knew her.

"I'm here to see a friend, are you..."

Yu Qingya looked him up and down, with an expression that said, "You don't need to say it, I understand everything."

Moli's face turned beet red, and he tried to explain: "I'm accompanying a friend... no, I'm just passing by here!"

He was not good at lying, and this sentence sounded like a lie the moment it was spoken.

A boy passing by the gynecology department for no reason?

And sitting outside waiting?

Moli also realized that the lie he told was not clever, but he couldn't explain it anymore; the more he described it, the worse it looked.

Yu Qingya smiled, said nothing more, turned around, and left.

But after turning a corner, she immediately called Jian Yixin: "Guess who I saw at the hospital?"

"You saw Moli? What's wrong with him? Why is he at the hospital, is it serious?"

Jian Yixin asked like a machine gun, very nervous.

Yu Qingya stopped teasing her and said, "Your son is fine; he is sitting outside the gynecology operating room, where all the patients and family members waiting for abortion surgeries sit."

Jian Yixin then understood.

After finishing the call with her old classmate, she immediately called her son.

"Moli, did Su Qiangying have an abortion? You two are being too childish; a child is a living, breathing life, you can't just say you don't want it and discard it..."

She was very angry.

Because she could not give birth herself, she had a deep hatred for things like abortions.

Moli was already annoyed and worried about his girlfriend's health, and with his mother nagging endlessly, he really couldn't listen anymore, so he made an excuse about a bad signal and hung up.

Jian Yixin was furious after having the phone hung up on her.

She called her husband: "Eat dinner by yourself tonight, I might not come back to sleep."

Sheng Zerong:...

"Where are you going?"

"To find Moli and that Su Qiangying to settle the score, it's too outrageous..."

She was full of complaints and grumbled on and on; Sheng Zerong understood—it turned out his son's girlfriend was pregnant but went to have an abortion, and now his wife was going to go and hold them accountable!

He hurriedly called for a stop: "Wait a minute, you can't just go over like this."

"Why?"

Sheng Zerong originally wanted to say, you shouldn't interfere too much.

But the words were already on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed them back and changed his words: "I'll go with you."

"Forget it, it's not appropriate for you to go."

The son's girlfriend had a miscarriage, and the future father-in-law is going to visit?

It is indeed not very appropriate.

Sheng Zerong said: "I am going to inspect the Jiangzhou Hotel; take me along on your way, and I won't go with you to see Su Qiangying."

"Oh, alright."

Jian Yixin agreed without thinking much about it.

But she regretted it very soon.

Along the way, her husband was nagging incessantly like Tang Seng: "Are you going empty-handed? Shouldn't you bring some nourishing soup or tonics or something?"

Jian Yixin hadn't thought about these things at all; she was going to hold her accountable, to ask why she had miscarried her grandson without consulting her.

As for Su Qiangying's health, it was not within the scope of her considerations.

But being reminded by her husband, she also felt that the facade still needed to be maintained.

It was too late to boil soup, so she went to the supermarket and bought two slaughtered old hens, as well as sea cucumber, red dates, longan, and other things to nourish Qi and blood, filling the entire trunk.

After getting back in the car, Sheng Zerong started his chatterbox mode again.

Nagging incessantly.

"When you arrive, don't blame the daughter-in-law..."

Jian Yixin corrected him: "She is the son's girlfriend, not the daughter-in-law."

Sheng Zerong seized the point and wouldn't let go: "Right, look, you understand all the principles, don't you? Knowing she is the son's girlfriend and not yet a member of our family, you must be even more polite so as not to put our son in a difficult position in the middle..."

The car ride took over an hour.

Sheng Zerong nagged for over an hour, and finally, they arrived; Jian Yixin parked the car and let him get out.

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Stop talking, the Jiangzhou Hotel is here."

"Oh, okay, when will you be back? Shall we have lunch together?"

Jian Yixin glanced at the watch on her wrist; it was already ten-fifty in the morning, and having lunch with her husband?

That would mean she wouldn't be able to say more than a few words to her son and Su Qiangying.

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