She is no longer a female supporting character in period novels

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Chapter 53: The Wife of the Fifties (53)

  When Zhu Yun opened her eyes, she was lying in the hospital, with a lot of noise in her ears.

  "It's just a baby girl, and I still have to take care of her. How shameless," said a mean old lady who was washing things on the small balcony of the hospital. "

  I was still working when I gave birth, and I was still carrying a hoe after giving birth. I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and you think you are a city person. You have to come to the hospital to give birth to a child..."

  She felt weak all over, and her stomach still hurt like a needle. She turned her head and saw a baby in a crib. The baby inside was whimpering and biting his hand.

  Zhu Yun closed her eyes and opened them again. There was still no change around her. At this moment, a man walked in with a bag of fruit.

  The man saw her looking at him intently, and was stunned for a moment, then smiled, took out an apple from his pocket and handed it to her, "Would you like to have one? I've just washed it."

  The old lady turned her head, snatched the bag, and took the apple from the man's hand, "Why, do you have a lot of money at home? You can't even support a bunch of girls, and you want to support another one?"

  Zhu Yun was a little helpless. She looked at the old lady who was glaring at her, looked at the apologetic man, and then looked at the child beside her.

  What happened to the promised death of old age?

  She was hit by the heroine and fell down the stairs?

  Just as she was looking uncertain and struggling to search for the plot in her mind, the man asked, "Mom, where is Lingzi?"

  "She went to take a shit. Who knows if it's true or not? Anyway, she went out one after the other with the pretty boy in the middle bed. Hum, she can't be at peace even after giving birth!" The old lady ate an apple by herself, chewing and talking, spitting and juice scattered everywhere...

  "Mom," the man said in a low voice helplessly and forbearingly, "I know you are not happy that Lingzi gave birth to a girl, but she is also my child..."

  Zhu Yun was crying and mourning her love and marriage that ended in vain in her previous life. She didn't hear the rest of the words. Someone else came in from the outside. The tall and straight figure with backlight was the same as her young handsome man.

  She cried even more sadly, and she closed her eyes and shed tears with the little beast. The corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose were flushed, and her mouth was slightly shriveled. She was as pitiful as she could be. She was so wronged that she wanted to wrinkle her face together, like the newborn baby next to her, and look old.

  "What happened?" The man suddenly walked in, carefully picked the person up, and asked anxiously while pinching her chin, regardless of the people around.

  "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you have a stomachache? Are you dizzy and want to vomit?"

  The familiar voice sounded like the sound of nature. Zhu Yun opened her eyes stupidly, and when she saw that he hadn't reacted yet, she suddenly blew a snot bubble.

  Chu Shenyu had been anxious and nervous for most of the day, and now he was really amused by her.

  He didn't dislike her, wiped her tears and snot with a handkerchief, and hugged her to comfort her.

  The old lady pouted, muttered a little vixen, stuffed a thermos into her son's hand, and sent him out.

  "Where have you been?" Zhu Yun felt relieved, and asked aggrievedly while lying in his arms.