Little Bastard, Grow Slowly, Don't Grow So Fast
Lin Luo knew that, although he was bound to a system and could think,
everything about his current condition showed that he was a perfectly normal fetus.
The abortion medicine Bibi Dong had brought was definitely a threat to him.
Would Qian Renxue take it?
Would this girl, who called him a little bastard every other breath and kept saying she wanted to strangle him, take it?
To be honest, Lin Luo didn't trust Qian Renxue.
Looking at the abortion medicine Bibi Dong held out to her, Qian Renxue silently took it.
At the sight, Bibi Dong smiled in relief. Thankfully, Qian Renxue still listened to her.
"That's right. Hurry up and take it. We can't let him be born!"
The decision she regretted most in her life was giving birth to Qian Renxue.
If she hadn't given birth to Qian Renxue, perhaps she could still have had the illusion that nothing had ever happened.
As Qian Renxue raised the abortion medicine to her lips, the smile on Bibi Dong's face grew wider.
This freak, who had been able to severely injure her while still a fetus, was finally going to die today!
Don't take it! Lin Luo roared inwardly.
Since his rebirth, this was the first time he had faced such a helpless situation.
He couldn't make his own decisions; his life or death rested entirely in someone else's hands.
Qian Renxue looked at the abortion medicine, then suddenly said, her eyes reddening, "I'm sorry. You must regret giving birth to me, but I'm going to give birth to him."
With that, she opened the paper packet and tossed it into the air. The powder inside scattered in the wind.
"What are you doing?!"
Bibi Dong demanded angrily.
Qian Renxue ignored her and turned to leave. She gradually quickened her pace, then ran into her room with her arms around her belly.
Lin Luo was still in a daze.
Huh?
She actually didn't take it?
That's a little unexpected.
Didn't she say she really disliked me and hated me?
She curses me every day, every waking moment, but when she has a chance to kill me right in front of her, she doesn't take it?
Qian Renxue sat angrily at the table and began eating, muttering, "It's one thing to dislike me, but what gives her the right to dislike my child?"
"What did he ever do wrong?"
"What right does she have to kill my child? I'm the one giving birth to him, not her."
"I'm giving birth to him, so I get to decide."
Qian Renxue grumbled to herself as she gnawed on a chicken leg.
[Congratulations! Qian Renxue has eaten a chicken leg. You have gained 154 Growth Value.]
But Lin Luo didn't savor the arrival of the Growth Value.
He was still surprised.
Because today was the first time Qian Renxue had called him "my child."
The words sounded strange, but they were nicer to hear than "little bastard," carrying a sense of closeness that had come a little late.
For the first time, Lin Luo felt that this girl seemed pretty nice after all.
But the next moment, Lin Luo took back what he had just thought, his face expressionless.
Qian Renxue pointed at her belly and cursed, "Don't get cocky, little bastard! I'm only letting you live a few more months!"
"Once you're born, I won't care what happens to you! You can just wait to be butchered at anyone's whim!"
"Even if you cry your loudest, I'll pretend I can't hear you!"
After saying that, Qian Renxue viciously tore off another mouthful of chicken, stuffing her fair, tender cheeks full.
The next day.
Qian Renxue sat at the table with an illustrated guide to knitting in front of her.
Holding two bamboo needles, she followed the pictures stroke for stroke, the expression on her serene, pretty face utterly serious.
But a pile of failed projects already lay on the floor beside her.
A month later.
Two people were walking down the corridor outside the house, smiles on their faces.
Qian Daoliu was astonished. "Really? Xue'er bought a lot of needles and thread on her own and said she wanted to knit me shoes?"
Light Feather Douluo was grinning from ear to ear. "Would I lie? I took her to buy them myself. She said she'd knit a pair for me too, not just you."
"Heh, she's grown up. She knows to be filial to her grandfather now."
Qian Daoliu couldn't help saying, his eyes growing a little moist.
He thought day and night of his granddaughter, who had left home at a young age, longing just to see her.
Now his granddaughter really had grown up. He hadn't believed Fifth Brother when he first told him, but now he was deeply moved.
The two entered Qian Renxue's room.
But a trace of awkwardness hung in the air.
Expressionless, Qian Daoliu picked up a shoe from the table.
It wasn't even as long as his finger.
The shoe was adorable, knitted entirely from golden yarn, with a bow on top.
But Qian Daoliu's face was stiff.
He looked at Light Feather Douluo. "Does she have no idea how big her grandfather's feet are? Did she make this shoe for my toe?"
Light Feather Douluo smacked his lips guiltily. "Well..."
In truth, Light Feather Douluo had known all along who Qian Renxue was knitting the shoes for.
"Big Brother, come look."
With a serious expression, Light Feather Douluo opened a solid wooden chest.
Qian Daoliu walked over, surprise appearing on his face.
Inside the chest were neatly arranged baby tops, pants, and skirts.
Since she didn't know whether the child was a boy or a girl, the clothes came in two colors: blue and pink.
Beside the tiny, adorable clothes were many little scarves, shoes, and bellybands that Qian Renxue had already knitted.
Qian Daoliu silently picked up the knitted items. He could tell that the quality of the work had already reached a professional standard.
"Has she been busy with this all this time?"
Light Feather Douluo nodded. "Yes. Xue'er has put her heart into it, spending a lot of time on it every day. Look, Big Brother, how adorable these are..."
Qian Daoliu remained silent.
A moment later, he looked seriously at Light Feather Douluo. "You deliberately brought me here. What are you trying to say?"
Light Feather Douluo took a deep breath. "Big Brother, Xue'er is the best mother I've ever seen. She loves her child very much and is eagerly awaiting the child's birth, even though she hasn't said so..."
"I want to ask you this once: for my sake, and for the sake of how much care your granddaughter has put into this, could you spare the child?"
Qian Daoliu said flatly, "No."
With that, he gently closed the chest and placed his palm on it.
In an instant, a burst of golden True Solar Fire shot from his palm, burning the chest and the knitted items inside to powder.
"Big Brother!!!"
Light Feather Douluo stared at the scene in shock.
"What are you doing?! Xue'er poured her heart and soul into those!"
Qian Daoliu turned back, his expression icy. "Fifth Brother, this is the first and last time. I don't want to hear anything like that again."
With that, he left.
Light Feather Douluo stood there, staring blankly at the ashes covering the floor.
He thought of the girl staying up late to knit the clothes, smiling expectantly at the unfinished work in her hands even as she yawned over and over.
A pang of heartache struck Light Feather Douluo.
That evening.
Qian Renxue opened the door. Seven months pregnant, she had to support her lower back with one hand as she walked.
"You little brat, you've worn me out. If Grandma Jones hadn't told me to exercise often, I wouldn't have bothered taking you out to see the scenery."
Lin Luo rolled his eyes. Just say you wanted to see the scenery yourself. How am I supposed to see it? Through your belly button?
Go on, talk. Why did you stop?
Seeing Qian Renxue, who had been chattering nonstop, fall silent, Lin Luo couldn't help grumbling inwardly.
And at that very moment,
Qian Renxue stared at the ashes covering the floor of her room and fell into a profound silence.
After a long while, she stroked her belly, her eyes reddening, and spoke with a slight catch in her voice:
"Little bastard, grow slowly. Don't grow so fast..."
"Later... what am I going to do when I can't scold you anymore?"
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