The soft educated youth takes control of the cold military officer

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Chapter 62: No sex, no more thoughts

"It's been so long, even a sow should be pregnant with a piglet, but you still don't have any movement in your belly."

Mrs. Luo looked at Zhao Jiayun's belly with a look of disappointment, as if she was a hen that couldn't lay eggs.

"Mom, it's only been a short time, you don't even know if you're pregnant." Zhao Jiayun's face was dark, not to mention that she and Luo Yiping didn't have a wedding night at all, one of them slept on the bed and the other on the floor, and they couldn't have a child even if they died.

"Do you think everyone is like you? The girl from our village who married in before you got pregnant two days ago."

"And the pockmarked wife next door is pregnant with her third child, but you are not."

Mrs. Luo pinched her waist and yelled at Zhao Jiayun, making him feel ashamed. Zhao Jiayun stepped forward and begged, "Mom, please keep your voice down."

"What do you mean by 'small'? I tell you, if you can't get pregnant, go to the county hospital. Which educated youth is as weak as you?"

Mrs. Luo became more and more angry. She opened the door and stuck her head out, shouting outside. People who didn't know would think that Zhao Jiayun had a physical problem and couldn't get pregnant.

"Oh, Aunt Luo, what's wrong?" The neighbor next to her leaned out and asked with a smile.

"It's because my daughter-in-law is angry. She has been married for such a long time, but she is not pregnant yet."

Mrs. Luo shamelessly talked about the sexual affairs of Zhao Jiayun and Luo Yiping with the neighbors. When she talked about the sad things, Mrs. Luo was about to cry.

It was really unbearable. Zhao Jiayun listened to Mrs. Luo suppressing her in front of outsiders and secretly saying that she was ill. She gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, it's nothing."

Mrs. Luo waved Zhao Jiayun's hand away, "Go, if you can't get pregnant again, you will be the sinner of our Luo family."

The people who were watching the excitement came out immediately. They liked to see other people's jokes the most. After hearing what Mrs. Luo said, several people looked at each other and immediately cast their eyes vaguely towards Zhao Jiayun.

Seeing that she was in a situation where she was forced to give birth, Zhao Jiayun suddenly had an idea. She covered her face and stretched out her voice, appearing particularly delicate, "Mom, it's not that I don't want to give birth, it's just... just..."

"Just what, Yiping's wife, there is an old saying that raising a son is a way to prepare for old age, don't be confused."

The slightly older old ladies began to stand up and persuade her, using the attitude of people with experience, persuading: "If you have a son, there will be someone who will break the pot when you die in the future."

Zhao Jiayun cried and sobbed, "Mom, Yiping doesn't even want to sleep with me, he sleeps alone under the bed."

The people around were excited and silently screaming. They didn't expect to hear this news. Are the Luo family stupid? They are unwilling to share the same room after marrying a daughter-in-law.

Could it be...

Everyone smiled silently, saying nothing but seeming to have said everything. They looked at each other but didn't say a word.

Mrs. Luo was completely dumbfounded. She subconsciously shut her mouth, took two steps back, and stared at Zhao Jiayun blankly.

Zhao Jiayun looked annoyed. She said it because she was angry. She had agreed with Luo Yiping to keep it a secret from Mrs. Luo. Who knew that she would reveal everything today.

"Mom," Zhao Jiayun walked forward and supported Mrs. Luo, fearing that she would faint from the shock.

It was better to say it out, and let Mrs. Luo tell Luo Yiping. Zhao Jiayun was anxious. When would Luo Yiping be able to go out and have fun like he did in his last life?

Although they are husband and wife in name only, they are not husband and wife in reality. If Luo Yiping becomes rich in the future, he will abandon her.

Zhao Jiayun thought too much. Since it has been said, she will force Luo Yiping through Mrs. Luo to let him be with her "willingly".

"Are you serious?" Mrs. Luo grabbed Zhao Jiayun's arm and asked for confirmation seriously. Zhao Jiayun couldn't help but take a breath.

She answered calmly: "Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, you can go to the house and see. There are quilts he used to make a floor mat in the closet."

Hearing this, Mrs. Luo sat down on the ground and didn't recover for a long time. Zhao Jiayun helped her go home first and closed the door to avoid the unkind eyes of the neighbors.

Neither the mother-in-law nor the daughter-in-law said anything. When Luo Yiping returned home, Mrs. Luo showed a stern expression to her son for the first time, her face flushed with anger, "Come here."

Luo Yiping didn't know what happened yet. As soon as he walked forward, Mrs. Luo gritted her teeth and hit him with a firewood stick, without leaving any strength.

"You've grown up and dared to hide it from me. If Zhao Jiayun hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known. Yiping, you're very tight-lipped."

Old Lady Luo had tears in her eyes and trembled as she hit her son hard, "Don't think about the wrong people. Mom has told you so many times that you're married, so just live a good life with your wife."

"Now it's good. I'm urging you to have a baby so I can hold my grandson. Okay, sleep on the floor, right? You'll keep it a secret from me, right?"

Every time she said something, Old Lady Luo would hit her son with a stick.

After hearing this, Luo Yiping didn't hide anymore. He let his mother hit him, lowering his head and saying nothing.

The pain of hitting her son was felt by the mother. Old Mrs. Luo cried bitterly. When she heard her son's groan, she dropped the stick and wiped away her tears.

She said forcefully: "I didn't care before, but from today on, you two must sleep together. Zhao Jiayun, you watch. If he doesn't want to, just tell me."

"Yiping, even if your mother begs you, don't think about things you shouldn't think about. We farmers should just farm honestly, get married, have children, and live a healthy and safe life."

He was no longer qualified to like Chu Zhiqing, the only person he liked.

Luo Yiping could naturally understand his mother's hidden meaning. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he said in a muffled voice, "Mom, I know."

After the hard way, there was still the soft way. Old Mrs. Luo signaled Zhao Jiayun to go out first. After the people left, she opened her son's clothes and saw the scars on his back. Old Mrs. Luo touched it gently, "Does it hurt?"

"No."

Old Mrs. Luo let go of her hand and sighed, "You have grown up, your father must be very pleased down there, and your mother is also old, her eyes and legs are not working well, and her biggest wish is that you get married Have a few children."

"Mom just wants to take care of your children while I am still here."

Old Mrs. Luo knew that her son was soft-hearted. If she brought up the deceased man, her son would definitely agree. Sure enough, Luo Yiping was silent for more than ten seconds, and answered hoarsely and with difficulty: "Mom, I know, I will listen to you in the future."

"That's good, this is my good son. Zhao Jiayun is also an educated youth in the city. Although he can't compare with Chu Zhiqing, his family is rich. You should live a good life."