"What are you tinkering with, Roger?" Qing Qiao Pharmacist saw that Zhongtai, under the command of Xi Ya, threw the wood out of his hand, and he could fly back.

"A gadget for the child, Qing Qiao Pharmacist, I feel a little uncomfortable recently, you can show it to me."

"Okay, you come in with me, and I'll give you a closer look." Unlike other people in the tribe, Qing Qiao Pharmacist really likes Roger, and is not very good at interacting with people, but he is very nice.

Roger turned around and instructed Xi Ya, and followed Qing Qiao pharmacist into the house with a complicated heart.

After taking the pulse, Qing Qiao pharmacist asked some more recent physical conditions, and finally said with certainty: "That's right, Roger, you are not sick, you have a baby in your belly."

Roger felt cold all over, his left hand pressed his right hand under the table, and he smiled reluctantly, "How long has it been?"

Dr. Qing Qiao got up, brought a bowl of snow-white fine fruit from the cabinet in the corner, and said with a smile, "The baby is still young, only over three months old, this is the fine fruit I picked in the mountains yesterday, it is fresh, You take it back and eat it." The fine fruit is prepared for pregnant females in the tribe, and the sweet and sour meat is very appetizing and good for the body.

Roger squeezed his fingers, trying to calm down, not to give himself a chance to shake, and said what he had planned before: "Qing Qiao Pharmacist, I have nothing to do at home, can you let me learn some medical skills with you? When you go out, you can get to know some medicine, and usually you can cure a cold and fever." He knew that pharmacists could not accept apprentices casually, so he just said to learn a little bit.

Qing Qiao Pharmacist knows his family's affairs relatively well. He has three able-bodied companions. Roger really doesn't have to do anything, and he doesn't accept apprentices. It doesn't matter to teach him at all, so he said: "Okay, you have Come here when you are empty, but you are pregnant now, rest more, don't get tired, and you can study whenever you want as the days grow."

Roger nodded, this is his only way, medical abortion is the safest right now, it is not allowed to abort children in the Shòu tribe, so Qing Qiao pharmacist will never give him that kind of medicine, so he has to find it himself .

There was a large stone mortar in the center of the yard, An Luo was pounding the ròu, the beans were stewing in the pot, An Sen was cutting red peppers on the wooden pier, and they planned to make some chili huáng bean ròu sauce.

"Where have you been, Roger?" An Luo asked with a smile.

"Go out and get some air, where's Ambu?"

"I'm washing the jars at the stream at the back. Just before it's very hot, I make more sauce and put it in the cellar. I'll be able to eat it in a few days."

"Well, I'm a little tired, go back to the room to sleep." He still didn't know how to face Anbu.

"Brother Anbu said to make your favorite fish balls at noon today, and I'll call you later." He was used to Roger's sleepiness recently, and An Luo didn't care too much about it.

Roger twitched the corners of his lips, neither saying good nor bad.

At night, Roger offered to sleep next to An Luo, and Anbu grabbed his wrist and discussed, "Roger, I have something I want to discuss with you today, about our ceremony."

"Let's talk another day." Roger broke free from his restraint, his attitude was unusually cold.

Anbu was a little confused about this, what was wrong with Roger, but he didn't think deeply, and smiled tolerantly: "Well, go to bed early, I'll tell you tomorrow."

On the second day, Roger spent the whole day at Dr. Qing Qiao's place. He didn't even come back for lunch. He slept with Anson at night. On the third, fourth, and fifth days, not only Anbu, but also Anson and Anson. An Luo also noticed that there was a problem between Roger and Ambu. He tried several times with words, but nothing came of it. Ambu knew Roger's son-in-law and liked to keep everything in his heart. What he didn't want to say, no one could Unable to pry his mouth open, he was secretly anxious.

"Roger, don't touch that." Qing Qiao pharmacist saw that Roger was going to turn over the safflower tea that was drying and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

Seeing Qing Qiao Pharmacist's attitude, Roger moved slightly in his heart and asked, "What's wrong with this? It's poisonous? I think it's fine if the platform moves in and out every day."

"It's not poisonous. This safflower tea grows on the edge of the Lengshui Pond. The medicine is cool, and the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis is the best. Adding a little to cooking can also improve the freshness. It is a taboo for pregnant women. ."

Roger lowered his eyelids, hiding the fierceness in his eyes, and continued to ask, "It's so powerful, you can't touch it at all?"

Qing Qiao pharmacist flattened it, grabbed a half-sized handful and rubbed it in his hand, saying, "Usually it's only effective when you eat it in your mouth, but these are almost the same, and you won't be able to breathe in this powder. Good. Always pay attention in the first few months, let's go, let's go there, there is white flower tea there, mild and nourishing, and it is good for you and the baby. "

A few days later, Qing Qiao pharmacist went out to see a doctor, only Roger was left, and Xi Ya was the housekeeper in Zhongtai. Roger helped to bask in the herbs, and asked for some safflower tea. Chongtai was not very familiar with these herbs. Seeing that Roger wanted them, he agreed casually. Ah Me said that he knew that Ah Me was not a stingy person, and it was not a big deal to send some rough medicine to the clan.

After Roger came back, he quietly hid the safflower tea in the interlayer of winter clothes in the cabinet. These clothes had just been changed, and they had been washed and dried. The most important thing was that no one would touch them.

With the medicine for abortion, Roger thought he would do it right away, but when the soup was boiled, he realized that he couldn't drink it at all. His hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't even hold the bowl firmly. He took it up again and again and put it back again and again. At this time, he hated Anbu in his heart. If it wasn't for Anbu, he wouldn't be facing such a difficult choice now. After birth, he might never be able to leave here. It was his child, even if it was deliberately ignored, he didn't dare to think about it, struggling and tangled, he picked up the bowl of cold medicine.

"Roger, are you at home? Why are the windows closed?" Anson came back from the ground.

Roger was startled, slowly relieved, opened the window and poured out the medicine, he comforted himself, the medicine was cold, the medicine was not good, and when Anson and the others came back, it was too late to drink it.

"Such a smell of medicine, Roger, are you ill?" An Luo came in and asked.

"It's just a headache, nothing major."

An Luo touched his head. He didn't have a fever, so he said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say it, don't be bored."

Roger boiled the medicine four times in total, and the fourth time he had put the medicinal soup to his mouth, a slight or heavy blow came from his stomach, causing him to collapse completely.

"Dad, what should I do? Daddy, what should I do? I can't stay, but what should I do with the baby in my belly?" Roger curled up in the corner, grabbing his hair in pain, his mother died very early, he and his father They have lived with each other for so many years, and now my father is seriously ill, and he can't even stay by his side. Ambu, the person who should know him best, why did he do this, why did he make himself pregnant again? Is he trying to keep himself in this way? Understandable, but how can I forgive him?

"Ambu..."

Roger's recent state is very bad, and his family can feel it. He often wakes up from dreams at night, and he is obviously estranged from Anbu. He wants to ask Qing Qiao Pharmacist to show him, but he firmly disagrees.

It was also during this time that some gossip began to spread in the tribe, Zhu Xi refused to find a partner, Anbu helped to send the shòu people who came to the door, so many people began to think that Zhu Xi and Anbu were a pair, and then In addition, the two grew up together since childhood, and their relationship has always been very good. If Anbu had not left the tribe, it would not have been Mallow who held the ceremony with Zhu Xi. Now that Mallow is dead, it seems natural for the two to be together again.

Ambu thought that Roger was listening to the gossip and felt uncomfortable, so he explained to him: "Roger, Zhu Xi and I have nothing to do, don't you believe me?"

Roger lowered his head to pick the fresh shepherd's purse and dandelions in the shallow basket on his knees, looked up at him lightly, and didn't answer, he knew that Ambu and Zhu Xi were nothing, he still had this confidence, but other than that, What else does he have to believe.

"Why have you lost so much weight recently, let's hold a ceremony, Roger?" Ambu crouched down and touched his face.

Roger pursed his lips, trying his best to suppress the violent churning in his chest, holding a ceremony? What ceremonies can be held?

Anbu didn't know what he was thinking, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said with a smile: "Roger, wait for me, I'll show you something." Turning around and running back to the house, carrying a half-meter long rǔ The white teeth came out, which were taken from an animal called saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-toothed saber-tooth. A saber-tooth shòu is proud of. If a shòu person can give his female a bone knife polished with a saber-tooth shòu during a ceremony, it is almost the best gift.

"I hunted this while I was wandering outside. I originally wanted to give it to you when we held the ceremony. I also carved something on it. I have been doing it for a long time, and I will be able to finish it in a few days. Look, can you see what it is?"

Roger didn't want to pay attention to him, but seeing his joyful anticipation, he still turned his head to take a look, his heart moved slightly, the stone house, the lake, the distant mountains, the bamboo forest, ... especially the meticulous is that there was a person leaning on one The leopard is sleeping, and the carving is not very good. Outsiders may only have a rough idea. But Roger has experienced it himself. Seems to be very attentive.

"I was on my way during the day, and I stopped at night to do something. I thought I could give it to you when we met..."

"Ambu..." Roger interrupted him hoarsely, he already knew from Anson that Ambu was looking for himself during the two years he left.

Anbu hugged and patted his back, and said softly, "I'll make it soon, we'll hold a ceremony then, and when we have a child, I'll show it to him and let him know about his father. How did you meet Ah Mei?"

Speaking of children, Roger closed his eyes and his heart became cold again. He couldn't forgive. Forgiveness represented another compromise and giving up. He pushed Anbu away and said indifferently, "There will be no children."

"What do you mean?" Ambu was confused.

Roger took his hand and put it on his belly, stared into his eyes, and said coldly, word by word: "Here, there was a child three days ago, and I - beat - dropped -."

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148 Roger 10

"What are you talking about, Roger?" Ambu wanted to think it was a joke, he wanted to laugh, but his lips moved, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"You know what I'm talking about, Ambu, what happened the first time we were together, I don't know if you forgot?" Feeling that Ambu wanted to pull his hand, Roger held him down, full of His mind was, for a long time, why is it that he is the only one who can't make a choice and struggles in pain? Even if he goes to hell, he will take this person in front of him with him. For more than a month, you don't know how good he is, he is very good, even if he turns over, it is gentle..."

"I don't believe it, how is it possible?" How is it possible that the Roger he knew, even if he treated others with indifference, was definitely not indifferent to the point of indifference.

"When I knocked him out, he refused to come out. I drank twice the amount of the medicine. It was very painful and bleeding a lot. Unfortunately, you are not at home..."

"Don't say it, don't say it, Roger." Ambu's face was pale, the bone knife held in his left hand pierced his palm, blood flowed into the carved lines, and the scenes from the past became more and more vivid, he didn't want to hear it Go down, that's their child, he doesn't want to hear it at all.