latelenovela Chapter 384 Could I be going through menopause?
Chapter 384 Could I be going through menopause?
Song Ying's gaze was drawn to the gold jewelry in the glass display case. She pointed to a necklace. "Wu Feng, do you think this necklace is pretty?"
Lin Wufeng looked at Song Ying with affection and said with a smile, "It looks good. If we're going to buy one, let's buy a thicker one, it'll have some weight to it."
As he spoke, he placed the items he had just bought on the ground. "Hello, please take out this bracelet, this necklace, and these earrings so my wife can try them on."
The sales clerk took out the necklace and earrings and handed them to Lin Wufeng, who carefully put them on Song Ying's neck and ears.
Song Ying picked up a mirror and carefully examined the necklace around her neck and the earrings on her ears. "You have pretty good taste."
Looking at his radiant wife in the mirror, Lin Wufeng felt delighted. Indeed, beautiful people look good in anything.
Seeing that Song Ying was about to take off the necklace after putting down the mirror, he quickly stopped her. "It looks nice, don't take it off, keep it on."
Song Ying pursed her lips, her ears slightly red, and looked at Wu Feng, her smile almost overflowing. "Are you really going to take it? It'll be scary to go out like this, won't it be too flashy? Aren't these things supposed to be kept at home to retain their value?"
Lin Wufeng smiled and gently pressed down on Song Ying's hand, which was about to take off the necklace. In the mirror, he could clearly see how much Song Ying liked these pieces of jewelry.
Anyway, with him and the strong and healthy Teacher Zhuang by her side to protect her, she can wear it if she wants, why worry so much? He just wants his wife to live the life she wants.
"What's so scary about this? These things are worthless if they're just at home. They only truly show their value when you wear them." As he spoke, he leaned close to Song Ying's ear and whispered softly in her ear.
"I love seeing you happy wearing them. Don't be afraid, I'm here for you, just wear them."
Song Ying's ears turned even redder. She glanced shyly at Wu Feng, gently pushed him away, and then nodded.
Then, she picked up the mirror and stared intently at herself in the mirror, her lips curving upwards, her smile impossible to hide.
“You need three pairs of these bracelets, and four sets of necklaces, rings, and earrings. You’ll definitely look good in them.”
Seeing Song Ying happy makes him happy.
Song Ying pointed to the earring on her ear. "Wu Feng, what about this one?"
Lin Wufeng smiled gently and said, "You should wear it too."
Song Ying laughed even harder, but muttered something that didn't quite mean it. "It's so heavy." But in reality, although she said it was heavy, she was overjoyed inside.
Lin Wufeng reached out and gently touched her small earlobe. "The heaviness means it's real gold. You should wear a set to make it look even better."
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Lin Wufeng loaded all the bags and packages into the tricycle, told the two women to watch over them, and then returned to the People's Department Store with Teacher Zhuang.
Their goal for this trip was to buy a color TV.
In the crowded shopping mall, the two of them went to great lengths to finally manage to snag a color TV.
By the time I finished all of this, it was already past 1 p.m.
The two families returned all the items they had bought to their respective homes.
There was no time to cook, so everyone gathered together and decided to go to Songhelou Restaurant.
At Songhelou Restaurant, they found a seat and ordered several of their signature dishes.
As everyone sat together, Huang Ling inadvertently noticed the gold jewelry Song Ying was wearing around her neck, ears, and fingers. "Song Ying, I didn't notice earlier, but why are you wearing so much jewelry? Isn't it heavy?"
Song Ying smiled and gently tugged at her sleeve. "Sister Ling, there's also a gold bracelet. Wu Feng said he wants to wear a whole set."
Zhuang Chaoying looked at them. "Xiao Song, Engineer Lin, you two still have such a good relationship."
Lin Wufeng laughed along. "In Teacher Zhuang's words, we're in the same boat."
Soon, dishes such as squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, stir-fried shrimp, stir-fried eel, and stir-fried water spinach were served one after another.
Four people, four dishes, four bowls of rice.
Zhuang Chaoying had been doing manual labor all morning and was starving.
He placed a piece of stir-fried eel paste, which was a little distance away from Ah Ling, on his chopsticks.
Huang Ling had just taken a bite when she felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. She frowned, torn between whether or not to swallow the food in her mouth.
He noticed Ah Ling's furrowed brow, indicating she probably didn't like the food. Since he hadn't touched his own rice, he took the rice from her bowl. "You eat this."
Huang Ling felt a huge sense of relief; without the fishy smell, she felt much more comfortable.
Seeing this, Song Ying asked, "Sister Ling, what's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
Huang Ling waved her hand. "I think it's because I ate the apples straight from the fridge yesterday, and my stomach is a little upset. You guys eat up."
In fact, she knew in her heart that something was wrong with her lately.
My mouth is always bitter and dry, I have a poor appetite, I feel extremely tired, I have no energy or strength, I always feel sleepy, my head is dizzy, and I have migraines from time to time.
She wondered to herself, she was only forty-four years old this year, and her symptoms were somewhat similar to those of Aunt Li who had gone through menopause a few years ago. Could she have gone through menopause so early?
As she was thinking, she counted the days in her mind, and what she did did startled her – she hadn't had her period for two months!
On the way back, Huang Ling seemed absent-minded, and her steps were somewhat heavy.
Song Ying noticed her unusual behavior, took her arm, and looked at her listless appearance, examining her face closely. "Sister Ling, you don't look well lately. Is something on your mind?"
Huang Ling had a bad feeling, Chao Ying said the same thing, and Song Ying said the same thing.
She deliberately slowed her pace and walked behind Song Ying. She looked around to make sure no one could hear her before lowering her voice.
“Song Ying, I do have something on my mind. I haven’t told Chao Ying about it. I haven’t had my period for two months. Do you think I might be going through menopause? But I also have dizziness and headaches.”
Upon hearing this, Song Ying's mouth dropped open in surprise, and she stopped in her tracks.
She knew that Sister Ling was about the same age as Wu Feng, which was forty-four years old. Normally speaking, menopause at this age is indeed too early.
She hesitated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed to ask the question, but for Ling's health, she mustered up the courage to ask anyway.
"Sister Ling, you and Teacher Zhuang...you know, could she be pregnant?"
Huang Ling shook her head firmly, her face flushing red. She leaned closer and whispered.
"I don't think so. We have precautions in place. Besides, I was pregnant with Xiaoting and Tunan before. My symptoms were different then. I vomited a lot when I was pregnant with them and couldn't eat anything. I don't think so."
Song Ying thought to herself, since Sister Ling is so sure, then it shouldn't be a pregnancy.
But going through menopause so early isn't good for your health. After menopause, aging will accelerate, and Sister Ling also has headaches. Could there be something wrong with her brain?
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