Chapter 240: I'll never dare to casually give away clothes again!

Pei Yan Ting had just started work the next day when she was immediately drawn to the latest gossip.

There was a female Educated Youth; her husband pushed her, and her baby was born prematurely last night, not full-term, as small as a mouse, and is still kept in an incubator.

"What about that man? Isn't this just messing around?"

"He's been sent to labor reform; he won't be back for three months."

"The funny thing is, that guy is also an Educated Youth, somewhat educated, yet he did such a disgraceful thing...."

"That's nothing; that female Educated Youth brushed with death, woke up asking where her husband was, demanding her husband—what kind of person is this, her brain must have been kicked by a door!"

There were too many flaws; Pei Yan Ting couldn't be bothered to listen.

It's like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai—one willing to strike, the other willing to endure!

They're all outsiders; don't interfere, meddling in others' karma will bring retribution!

"It's just pitiful that child—a baby boy whose organs aren't fully developed yet; he needs observation for a while...."

Nowadays, premature infants are truly fragile.

If you say it's no good, it's no good; if you say it's gone, it's gone.

So the senior nurse felt quite conflicted and uneasy.

She rubbed her belly, hoping everything would go smoothly, that her child would be safe and sound, free of illness and misfortune....

Although everyone hoped things would develop well, things always turn out contrary to wishes.

The premature infant in the intensive care unit, by afternoon, vital signs began to drop, and soon passed away.

A tiny bundle, curled up like that, never even got to see the world!

Those with low tear points couldn't bear it at all.

Zhou Hongyu had just been transferred to obstetrics and gynecology for support; seeing this shocking scene, she went numb as if stabbed.

How could such a tiny baby just die!

Yuan Qingqing in the obstetrics ward never imagined her first child would meet such an end, without even a farewell, just a separation of life and death....

Paper can't hold back fire, especially in this situation; the hospital must inform the child's biological mother that the child has died.

Yuan Qingqing had just woken up, her whole self in a dazed state.

"Child, gone?"

Seven months of pregnancy, it's impossible to have not a shred of feeling.

She touched her empty belly; Yuan Qingqing's smile looked worse than crying.

Then, without warning, she burst into loud sobs.

Her child is gone, gone!

Lin Zhendong, even a tiger wouldn't eat its cub—you're not human!

"Wuu wuu wuu."

She couldn't heed the doctor's warning that crying harms the eyes; at this moment Yuan Qingqing just wanted to cry her heart out, bearing the bitter fruit of her mistaken choice.

"Sigh."

No one knows who let out a sigh; the ward fell into a deathly silence.

Indeed, if there had been no accident, the child would have been born full-term, and that would have been nice.

Too bad there are no ifs; whoever it is must pay for their actions.

After a few days of hospitalization and rest, Yuan Qingqing requested discharge.

She wanted to divorce Lin Zhendong and pray for blessings for her lost child.

She realized that some of her previous thoughts and actions were wrong.

She wanted to turn toward goodness, to pray for the early reincarnation of her prematurely deceased child....

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Day.

Zhou Yan, who hadn't come in a while, suddenly brought a bunch of things and asked Shen Man for a piece of cloth, palm-sized would do.

"Brother Zhou, what do you need this for?"

Not to mention Shen Man being clueless; even Jiang Ye was baffled.

What can a palm-sized piece of cloth be used for?

"Eh, my wife heard that collecting cloth from a hundred families brings good luck to a child, so she's urging me to hunt for scraps; we're just a few pieces short of a hundred."

Zhou Yan didn't hide anything, honestly answering his sister-in-law's question.

He also thought it was a good omen, so he didn't refuse.

It was his first time being a father; he wasn't very capable, just wanted to give the child all the good things.

"Like that. Wait a moment, I'll go back inside to look."

Shen Man heard, nodded, signaled her husband to entertain Zhou Yan well, then went inside to look.

At that moment, the Tangyuan in the space sensed something and promptly reminded:

"Meow."

"Owner, you can't use your and the big boss's clothes."

"Why?"

Shen Man's hand lingered on the clothes in the cabinet, then paused.

"Meow."

"There is indeed a saying about hundred-family clothes; for ordinary people it's fine—if given, just give."

"But you're different from the big boss; you suppressed Lu Manman, seized back the fortune, and became the female lead of the world's fortune."

"The purple aura on the big boss is also extraordinary, beyond price."

"Your two people's clothing aren't suitable to give away, especially to make a hundred-family blanket for an unborn baby."

A slight oversight, and the child cannot withstand the aura on you; it will backfire.

It will backlash, and misfortune will cling to you.

Of course, there is another situation: the child absorbs your aura, you become ordinary people, and that child becomes the Child of Destiny....

After Shen Man understood, she couldn't help but shudder.

My goodness, there are still so many particulars!

From now on, I dare not casually give clothes to others!

So what should we do now?

Brother Zhou is still waiting outside; we can't refuse them at this critical juncture.

"Meow."

"Master, use this."

Tangyuan held in its mouth a piece of clothing dug out from a remote corner, looking somewhat familiar.

Shen Man had a deep impression of Lu Manman's unique taste.

So upon seeing this skirt, the first reaction was——

"Is this Lu Manman's pink skirt?"

"Meow."

"As expected of my Tangyuan, it dried beautifully!"

Shen Man happily took the dress, thought for a moment, and cut out two palm-sized pieces of cloth with scissors.

This should be enough to get by.

Because of Tangyuan's reminder, she always had a guard against Ji Xianxian.

After Brother Zhou thanked her profusely and left, she told the man about her precautions.

"One should not have harmful intent, but one must have a guard against others—22, what you're doing is human nature, it's fine."

As for Lu Manman, who was she again?

I almost forgot.

The double-standard Jiang Ye fully supports his wife being more vigilant.

As for Zhou Yan, after returning home, Ji Xianxian eagerly asked him if he had gotten the hundred-family cloth today.

Especially, she indirectly asked which piece Shen Man had given.

When she saw the pink piece of cloth Shen Man had given, her eyelid twitched.

Such fine cloth, at a glance it's clearly just cut with scissors, definitely not old fabric.

Such fine material, just cut like that—what a waste!

This shows the other party has plenty of food and clothing, and can even be wasteful....

Uncontrollable jealousy spread in her heart.

She had fantasized more than once: if she were the Regiment Commander's wife, how wonderful that would be........

Unfortunately, there are no 'ifs' in this world.

"Wife, come eat the egg cake; made by the younger sister-in-law, it's sweet and soft, your favorite."

"Daughter-in-law, come quickly and eat the egg cake, made by my younger sister-in-law, fragrant, sweet and soft; you love it most."

She rubbed her belly; if she could change her luck and fate, this would be the time.

Rubbed their belly—if luck and fate could be changed, it all depended on this time.