Fortune Teller Master Chapter 68.1

Published at 25th of October 2021 07:05:00 AM

Looking at her, Lin Qingyin also curled up the corners of her mouth: “I must be better than you.”

Feeling the pressure released by Lin Qingyin, a trace of fear flashed in Little Min’s eyes. She turned around and threw herself into her mother’s arms and buried her face in her chest: “Mom, I’m scared. Let’s go home, I don’t want to be here!”

Ma Rui quickly hugged her daughter, patted her back again and again: “Don’t be afraid, Little Min, sister is not a bad person.”

Hearing these words, Little Min suddenly broke free from Ma Rui’s embrace and rush towards the door. However, at the same time, Lin Qingyin waved her hand as invisible spiritual energy like a net stopped Little Min. Little Min couldn’t escape no matter how hard she struggled.

Seeing her daughter’s weird behavior, Ma Rui couldn’t help but cry and hurried over to hold Little Min in her arms. She called her name repeatedly, trying to calm her daughter down.

But Little Min struggled more in Ma Rui’s arms. She pushed Ma Rui’s chest desperately, trying to let her go of her. Lin Qingyin came over and touched Little Min’s forehead. Little Min suddenly stopped and froze. After a few seconds, she showed a dazed look on her face, looked around, and saw Lin Qingyin, then suddenly, a shy smile appeared on her face: “Hello sister!”

Seeing her daughter’s very contrasting performance, Ma Rui couldn’t help but think of the doctor at the county hospital who suspected that Little Min had a mental illness. She couldn’t help but cry.

Lin Qingyin took a lollipop and handed it to Little Min, then rubbed her hand on the top of her head before asking Marui: “Did you eat the placenta when you gave birth to your first child? Who gave it to you?”

When Ma Rui heard Lin Qingyin’s words, she couldn’t bother to cry and quickly recalled what happened back then: “My mother-in-law gave me the food. I remember very clearly that my premature child died that day because of cardiopulmonary insufficiency. I cried all day in the ward. When the night fell, my mother-in-law brought a thermos of soup. She said that it can replenish my body so I had to finish it.”

Ma Rui recalled the taste of the soup with a disgusting expression: “The soup has a strong smell of blood. I almost vomited before drinking it. But at the time, my mother-in-law had a very tough attitude and said not to leave a sip because it was a very expensive Chinese medicine.”

Thinking of the situation at that time, Ma Rui showed a humiliating expression: “At that time, because I couldn’t keep the child, I was upset with my body. At the same time, I felt guilty for my husband’s family, so I bit the bullet and drank the soup. When I asked what the soup was the next day, my mother-in-law told me it was my placenta.”

Grandmother Zheng handed Ma Rui a cup of tea, patted her hand, and said, “In the past, there was a custom in many places, thinking that eating placenta can replenish the body, but it hasn’t been popular nowadays. However, I heard that there are still people who make dumplings with placenta, which is clean and tasteless. Pregnant women eat it as if it was like pork and don’t think too much about it. So it’s not uncommon to use it to make a soup, but your mother-in-law should have added cooking wine, green onion, and ginger. Otherwise, the fishy taste will not disappear.”

Ma Rui smiled bitterly. Her mother-in-law only cared about her fertile belly, as for the taste, it was beyond her consideration.

When Grandmother Zheng and Ma Rui talked about the way to cook the placenta, Lin Qingyin shook her head and said: “It would be great if it were that simple, but it’s a pity that she didn’t drink a simple placenta soup.”

Ma Rui was shocked. Before she could even speak, Lin Qingyin asked, “Does your mother-in-law know something about folk healing?”

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