Chapter 2688： 1 The useless man

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Zhou Yueyun nodded in agreement, "That's right, women suffer the most. There are many 18- or 19-year-old girls in my factory who don't understand anything. One was pregnant last year, and I didn't dare to tell my family that I would go to a private clinic by myself. During the operation, she almost lost her life, and the bleeding couldn't stop. Later, I found out that I sent her to a big hospital for rescue, and only then did I save my life. Alas, I can't have any more babies. I'm only seventeen years old, Hua Guduo It's the same, if it doesn't bloom, it will be ruined."

"What about the man? He's not responsible?" Lin Bai asked slightly.

Zhou Yueyun sneered, "As soon as she heard that the girl was pregnant, she ran away. It's all over the world. The ghost knows where he ran away. That girl is also a fool. The man has a wife and two children at home, and he looks like a talented person, and he can talk sweetly and deceive a lot of young girls, it is not a thing."

"Hey, raising a girl is a worry. After I finally raised it, I'm afraid of being caught by bad people outside. It's okay to meet a good conscience, but if I meet a scumbag, my parents will be worried to death." Ye Qingqing sighed.

In a patriarchal society, it is difficult for women to walk. Men make mistakes, they can straighten their waists and start anew at any time. Everyone is always more tolerant towards men. It's too hard to straighten up like a heavy weight.

Zhou Yueyun also sighed, "That's right, I'm still hesitating, should I have another daughter, my country really wants a daughter, and I talk about it every day, but I'm afraid that when I grow up, the pig will arch, it's really here. At that time, I was afraid that I was going to have a heart attack."

"How can it be so exaggerated, there are still good men in the world, like your Du Guoqiang and my Lu Mo, aren't they all good men, like you, after giving birth to a girl, let her practice kung fu, and encounter a scumbag and beat him to death." Ye Qingqing came up with an idea.

Zhou Yueyun's eyes lit up, "That's a good way to go back and have a daughter with my man. Speaking of which, tonight is a good time."

After letting go, Zhou Yueyun's words became more and more explicit, Ye Qingqing didn't care, she was an old driver, Zhou Yueyun's dirty words were just for pediatrics, but Lin Baiwei couldn't listen anymore, and deliberately joked, "You are not afraid that your daughter will be too powerful in the future, there is no man dare to marry."

"If you don't marry, you won't marry. Guoqiang and I will support her for the rest of your life. It's better if you don't marry." Zhou Yueyun didn't care, she didn't give birth to a daughter for someone else's family. The law does not stipulate that women must be married.

Lin Baiwei's expression changed slightly. Zhou Yueyun's words touched her. If her parents also had Zhou Yueyun's charm, they would say to her, "Don't marry, your parents will support you."

Maybe she won't marry Zhao Wenshan in a hurry, right?

In fact, she didn't need her parents to support her. All she wanted was an attitude, but her parents didn't give it to her. Instead, she made dozens of calls a day to urge her, thinking that if she didn't marry, they would be embarrassed in front of neighbors, relatives and friends.

Lin Bai laughed at herself, she envied Zhou Yueyun's future daughter, she would definitely live happily.

Originally, she was a little loose by Zhao Wenshan's diligence, thinking about giving Xiaojie a complete home. If Zhao Wenshan can continue to perform well, she can remarry, and it is easy to communicate with her parents.

But now she doesn't want it anymore.

Compared to Zhou Yueyun and Ye Qingqing's happy married life, Lin Baiwei felt that he was too humble in his marriage, and that he didn't get anything, whether it was money, spirituality, or physicality, Zhao Wenshan had nothing to praise.

The only thing she gave her was a son, nothing else.