Chapter 100： baby born (2)

Jin rested his head on his leg, held Lei Jin's hand and kept saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"It seems that you are more afraid." Lei Jin said weakly, and Xi Ya's hand kept shaking. Lei Jin's voice may have been too hard just now, and now it is very deep and hoarse.

Xi Ya smiled bitterly, he also found out, but he couldn't control it.

It didn't take long for the calm and warm time to pass, and Dr. Qing Qiao cruelly pressed it down again.

The intense pain made it difficult for Lei Jin to stay sane, so he could only shout their names in a daze, sometimes Xi Ya, and then indifferent.

Looking at the sky, it was going to snow soon, Mo Ya took a few deep breaths and calmed down a bit before lighting the fire of the small medicine stove, squatting on the medicine jar with the herbs and water on it, and taking a bark fan The fire is on fire, the baby is about to be born, it is obviously something that should be happy, but he always has a bad premonition, lingering, it should be because he thinks too much, Lei Jin and the child will be fine, they must have a lot more Years can be together.

Mo Ya forced herself to settle down, and added a piece of firewood to the fire. It was really cold today. The polar mink fur, which was the best warm-keeping product for the baby last time, was just fine.

When Mo Ya came out with the boiled medicine, the first snow fell from the sky since the beginning of winter today. Mo Ya quickened her pace and wanted to tell Lei Jin the news. Before going to bed last night, Lei Jin kept asking when the snow would fall.

As soon as Moya arrived at the door, Xia's eyes were red, and she just came out with a black animal skin swaddle in her arms. She shook her head silently, the medicine bowl in Moya's hand fell to the ground, and the black concoction was spilled.

"It's a black-haired little female baby, just take a look, I'm going to take it away." The saying here is that the baby who died prematurely cannot be buried in the ground, and must be sent away as soon as possible, otherwise he will be nostalgic by his side, and will never be freed. , and will also reduce the lifespan of his own Ah Mo. I don't know if it's true or not, but they have no other choice.

"I'm going to take him for the last ride." Mo Ya opened her arms and took the child over, her face was red and wrinkled, her facial features were not yet developed, she couldn't tell who she looked like, it was just too light, she was almost hugged in her arms. Can't feel the weight.

"Come back earlier, Lei Jin passed out at the time, it's not good." Xia looked at the lonely back, thought for a while, and added another sentence, but she wasn't sure if Moya heard it.

"Baby, you really don't want to come. We are reluctant. You haven't even looked at me, and you haven't opened your eyes to see the world." Mo Ya wrapped her baby in her swaddling clothes for the last time. He touched the child's face and took off the excess animal skin on the top of his head, "Baby, this is the place where Daddy often takes you to watch the sunrise, the first ray of sunlight will shine here every day, it's very warm, baby , you go well, Dad is going to go back to see you, although he has always said that he doesn't want you, but he has never been able to really be ruthless, he must be very sad now."

The snow was heavy, and it was quickly covered by the black swaddle. The moment Mo Ya turned and left, tears fell like rain, but she never looked back.

Their first baby came and left quickly in the first snow of this winter.