Chapter 854

"Nothing. I'm just thinking that I'll have a baby in a few days. I don't know if my mother will be able to make it?"

Liu Qingqing said.

This is Liu Qingqing's first child. Women are very nervous when they have their first child. So is Liu Qingqing. She especially wants her mother to come and take care of herself.

In the north, when a woman gives birth, her mother usually takes care of her daughter.

"Nothing. Isn't there a husband?"

Ye Rongrong holds Liu Qingqing and says.

In more than ten days, Liu Qingqing will be in production. To be honest, ye Rongrong is also very nervous.

In more than ten days, I will be able to see my children.

Ye Rongrong is also very excited and nervous.

"Well!"

Liu Qingqing looks happily in Ye Guangrong's arms.

This is the most peaceful harbor in Liu Qingqing's life. Liu Qingqing is willing to rely on this warm harbor all her life.

"Hello, boss, landlady, can you think about how I feel as a single dog? I can't bear to show my love again."

Looking at Liu Qingqing's happy face leaning against Ye Guangrong's arms, Fang Bolin said with depression.

She's a woman in her twenties and twenties. Fang Bolin can't see anyone else's love in front of her.

No way. A woman without a boyfriend is so pathetic.

The biggest fear is Valentine's day. Looking at the lovers in pairs on the street, Fang Bolin feels very sad.

According to the truth, a beautiful girl like Fang Bolin must have a lot of pursuers.

Indeed, when I was in college, people who pursued Fang Bolin could line up from the classroom to the school gate.

Especially when it comes to Valentine's day, the roses sent by the pursuers can open a florist.

At that time, Fang Bolin mainly studied, and didn't want to spend time in love at all.

However, since Fang Bolin was admitted to the doctor's degree, especially the third department postdoctoral program, the number of people she pursues has dropped sharply to a few.

They are all so-called successful people with a fat face and thick waist.

How can Fang Bolin, such a proud woman, take a fancy to these old men.

Now, I don't even have a boyfriend.

What they like, others dislike their high education and are not willing to pursue themselves.

This highly educated woman is really hard to get married.

In fact, Fang Bolin is not to blame for this. In China, the traditional idea is that "a woman without talent is virtue".

In China, many men are not willing to marry a woman with a higher education than themselves.

Because in men's eyes, this is a kind of pressure, which makes men naturally feel inferior to women.

It's torture to marry a woman with a higher education than yourself.

"Ha ha, then you should find a boyfriend quickly."

Liu Qingqing blushes and comes out of Ye Guangrong's arms. She looks at Fang Bolin and says with a smile.

"I want to, didn't I?"

Fang Bolin said gloomily.

Fang Bolin also wanted to find a boyfriend she liked, but she didn't meet a suitable one. What she liked was either married or others didn't like her.

And now the pursuit of their own men, Fang Bolin and look down on.

Sometimes, Fang Bolin laments, where has this good man died?

"You can't be high, you can't be low."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

Today's women, especially those with higher education, have a high demand on their partner, so that they are all of marriageable age and have no boyfriends.

"Don't talk about me. I'm tired of talking about it."

Fang Bolin said gloomily.

Women, especially those with high education like Fang Bolin, belong to the type of strong women, but it is this type of women who prefer men who are more powerful than themselves.

But this kind of man is not so easy to find.

Even if they do, they are already her husband.

Just like his boss, he was married when he met him.

He and himself are the type of predestined relationship.

"Well, the typhoon has stopped outside."

Pan Chengchen didn't hear the wind outside. Looking out of the window, there was no rain, so he said.

"The typhoon has stopped."

Ye Rongrong looked out of the window and said.

This typhoon is also very strange. When it comes, it's stormy and the momentum is amazing, but when it leaves, it's quiet.

Now there is no wind outside, even the rainstorm has stopped.

"Honey, let's go out and have a look?"

Liu Qingqing looks at Ye Rongrong and says.

The typhoon ended earlier than one o'clock in the morning. The typhoon has passed.Liu Qingqing didn't know what the typhoon had done to her beautiful courtyard. She wanted to go out and have a look.

"Good."

Although Ye Rongrong can use "detection" to see the situation within a radius of 1000 meters, ye Rongrong does not like the feeling of displaying images in his mind.

Every year after the typhoon, he would go out to see the situation in person. Ye Rongrong has already formed this habit.

"Let's go out and have a look."

Fang Bolin and pan Chengchen follow Ye Rongrong out of their bedroom and have a look outside the yard.

Out of the bedroom, into the yard.

"My house, my house, Wuwu..."

The parrot "Yingying", who came out with Ye Guangrong, saw that her beautiful nest was gone, and immediately cried loudly.

"The bird is just like a man."

Fang Bolin looked at the almost psychic parrot and said to pan Chengchen.

After staying at Ye Rongrong's house for such a long time, Fang Bolin has a little understanding of these animals in Ye Rongrong's yard, and knows that these yard animals in Ye Rongrong's house are very smart.

Of course, the most evil thing is this psychic parrot.

Like the wisdom of four or five-year-old children, they are too spiritual.

Fortunately, Taoyuan village is located in a remote place. Few outsiders can come here. We don't know the magic of this parrot.

Otherwise, it will definitely cause a great sensation.

"Well, Sakura, don't cry. I'll make you a beautiful wooden house tomorrow."

Liu Qingqing comforted "Yingying" and said.

"Just look in the yard. I'll look outside."

Ye Rongrong told everyone.

After all, it's still blackout and blackout. Depending on the light of the flashlight, it's easy to lose sight of the road. If you're not careful, you may trip things. After the typhoon, the road is very chaotic, with broken branches and trees everywhere.

Ye Rongrong is not at ease. Liu Qingqing goes out with a big stomach.

After explaining to several people in the room, ye Rongrong went out of the yard to check the situation of his yard.

Because the seedlings of Ye Rongrong's family were basically planted this year. When he was discharged from hospital, he found that although these trees had been reinforced, a considerable part of them were uprooted or even broken by the wind.

The fish pond is in good condition. There is nothing unusual about it. There are a lot of debris floating on the surface of the water. Most of the water plants such as lotus and lotus are destroyed.

The chicken, duck and goose nests are OK. There is nothing unusual. However, most of the vegetables in the field have been destroyed. We need to clean them up tomorrow morning.

"Glory, glory."

Ye Rongrong is still checking the situation in his home. He sees the old village head Ye Xianghai shouting to him from a distance.

"Old village head, why are you here?"

Ye Rongrong asked the old village head Ye Xianghai who was approaching.

"When the typhoon stopped, I didn't feel at ease, so I came to have a look."

Every year when a typhoon passes through, cadres in the village have to fight against Taiwan all night.

After all, village cadres are also responsible for this if there is a fatal incident.

"I'm ok here, but I'm just suffering some losses. How's the situation in the village?"

Ye Guangrong asked.

"A lot of crops have been destroyed, others are OK."

Ye Xianghai, the old village head, said.

This year's typhoon is good, the wind is not strong, and the durability is not long, the damage to the village is not big, that is, several old houses collapsed.

"I hope there won't be another typhoon this year."

Ye Rongrong said. As soon as the typhoon passes, the loss to his family will be at least more than 3 million, which is all money,

so ye Rongrong does not want any more typhoons this year, and it is better not to pass his own way.

"This matter, how to say, you have nothing here, so I'll look elsewhere, hoping that the loss this year will be smaller."

With that, the old village head took a flashlight and went to other parts of the village.

As the head of Taoyuan Village, ye Xianghai is busy at night.

……

"Honey, what's going on out there?"

When ye Guangrong returns to his small yard, Liu Qingqing asks.

"The plants and trees are damaged a lot, the fence of the yard is also damaged, and the vegetable field is not optimistic." Ye Rongrong said.

Fortunately, ye Rongrong has prepared for the worst of the typhoon, so the loss is acceptable.

"That's a pity."

In the face of such natural disasters that human resources can not compete with, the loss is inevitable. Liu Qingqing is not too sad except for some heartache.

After all, my family is not as poor as it was a year ago.

"Are you hungry?"

Ye Rongrong looks at the time. It's already early in the morning. For such a long time, we haven't slept. We must be hungry.At least, ye Rongrong is hungry.

"Boss, if you don't say it's OK, I'm really hungry."

Liu Qingqing hasn't spoken yet, Fang Bolin says.

"Hungry, you go to the kitchen to make food."

Ye Guangrong said, looking at Fang Bolin with a smile.

"I can't cook food!"

Fang Bolin said gloomily.

Fang Bolin is so old that she has never cooked anything. It's really hard for her to cook.

"Husband, I want to eat porridge."

Liu Qingqing looks at Ye Rongrong and says.

At this time, a bowl of porridge is the best.

Healthy and full.

"OK, I'll make porridge."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile. Now there is a power failure at home, and ye Rongrong doesn't bother Aunt Liu any more. He cooks his own porridge.

……

This porridge is actually very simple, half an hour later, ye Rongrong brought out a pot of porridge.

"Let's all have some porridge and go back to sleep."

Ye Rongrong put the porridge on the table and said.

The typhoon has stopped. After dinner, it's time to wash and sleep.

There's more to do tomorrow.

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