An Xia forced herself to take two digestive pills, and firmly went to the night market with Zhai Jing at night.

The night market did not disappoint her. Various special snacks, lamb skewers, grilled fish, big bowl of tea, cold noodles, rice intestines, noodles and lungs, grilled whole lamb, lamb soup, whole sheep head, spicy sheep hooves, walnut milk, badan wood milk, and chopped watermelon cantaloupe. The cold snowflakes of ethnic minorities dazzled her. I just regretted that I didn’t have a smartphone at this moment, otherwise she would have recorded them all.

"Hello, I want two strings."

An Xia chose a barbecue stall and looked at the young Uyghur kebabs, lamenting that they were still beautiful when they were young. When they grew up, most of them had facial features from three-dimensional to flat, which was not so similar to Europeans.

"How many?" Uighurs speak inexplicably Chinese.

An Xia was about to speak, but Zhai Jing pulled her down, "Ten strings, I want spicy food."

"Okay!"

The Uyghur guy was moving quickly in his hands, and various seasonings were evenly scattered on the kebabs.

"Sister, I can't finish ten."

An Xia was a little confused. The mutton skewers in Xijiang were a very large skewers. The meat on them was larger than quail eggs. There were a lot of both skewers. It was too authentic to do business. Such a large skewers cost 50 cents.

Zhai Jing smiled and said, "We eat mutton skewers in ten or twenty skewers, and there are too few two."

Soon ten mutton kebabs were grilled, and the two stood beside the oven. Zhai Jing held the mutton kebabs, and the meat was still sizzling. An Xia carefully took a bite of the meat. The taste was really amazing. The barbecue was definitely the most authentic in Western Xinjiang.

The burnt aroma on the outside of the mutton is perfectly blended with cumin. Although it has burnt aroma, the meat is very tender. The roasted roast stimulates the fresh aroma of the mutton. Cumin is the finishing touch of the mutton. These two things are a perfect match. Just add some salty salt and there is no need to season at all.

“It’s so delicious.”

Zhai Jing looked at An Xia with a smile and ate five skewers in one breath, "The grilled fish is delicious, do you want to try it?"

Then the two of them ordered another charcoal grilled fish. The fish here was cold water pike, with fine meat and thick oil. After taking the exam, they paired it with the best cumin and chili powder in Western Xinjiang. Even the grilled fish smelled like a mutton.

There were more people in the night market. When night fell, there were barbecue stalls everywhere, and the aroma of lamb skewers was everywhere, making it a huge barbecue market.

"Sister, I'll treat you to this."

An Xia pointed to the huge transparent ice cube in front of her and told the Uyghur man two bowls. The man quickly chiseled ice chips like shaved ice from the ice cube, added honey and snowflakes and mixed with snowflakes, raised the snowflakes in the bowl high, and steadily caught An Xia's exclamation, just like tea-pulling. After a few times, the snowflakes were stirred evenly, and the ice residue was wrapped in liquid, forming a bowl of cold drinks with a faint fragrance and milky flavor.

An Xia handed it to Zhai Jing, but Zhai Jing didn't drink much. She was in poor health now and didn't dare to eat cold food.

Then the two of them ate cold noodles again, An Xia drank a cup of cold walnut milk, and then made ice cream from ethnic minorities. After eating two teeth, cantaloupe and one tooth watermelon, the fragrant and sweet cantaloupe seemed to carry thick honey, and the sweetness was a bit muddy in the throat.

Not only are there many delicious food, but there are also various accessories and clothes with ethnic minorities. An Xia bought a beautiful ceramic bracelet with rich and gorgeous colors, just like the ethnic minorities in Western Xinjiang, with strong enthusiasm.

That night, she ate so much that she was so full that she told her parents that everyone must go to the night market, which was really fun.

Zhai Jing had a faint smile on her face, and even her melancholy expression became much lighter. She hadn't been so happy for a long time. Since she couldn't get pregnant, she lived in anxiety, sadness, regret and fear every day. Today, she went out with An Xia and felt much more relaxed.

"Tomorrow I will take you to Erdaoqiao and Sanxi Alley. There is a Uyghur settlement there, and tomorrow it will be Bazaar. Not only does it have Uyghur characteristics, but it also has many Russian specialties."

After An Xia went back in the evening, she ran to sleep with her mother. Xiao Jingsheng was forced to give way to his kissing daughter. He looked at his kissing wife reluctantly and left with the quilt.

"Mom, I secretly took my lower pulse to Sister Jingjing today."

"What's her disease? Is it serious?"

"It should be infertility. This disease itself is complicated. Her condition...is not very good."

Huo Jingshu sighed, "Jingjing has been married for five years. I heard a long time ago that I was pregnant with one, and somehow the child was gone, and then I never had a child. I guessed to your father last night that it was also a problem with the child. She is not young anymore and I think she is very anxious."

"Twenty-seven, it's okay, but her body is blocked severely. She has lost qi and blood and needs to be properly conditioned. The fallopian tubes are blocked and there may be water accumulation."

"You can even find pulse when the fallopian tube is blocked? Isn't this all going to the hospital for examination?"

An Xia smiled, "The fallopian tube blockage is said to be blocked in traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, you can find the pulse. Whether there are organic lesions, you need to further confirm through Western medical examinations, because there are many reasons for fallopian tube blockage. Moreover, her vital energy in her body is damaged, and I don't know if it has undergone surgery."

"Then can you cure it?"

"I'm not sure about this. I haven't treated infertility. This is the first time. This disease is complicated and takes a long time. It requires patients to cooperate well and be patient.

But I see that Sister Jingjing is shy, so this disease may not be easy to talk about."

"Yes, it's a big deal to not have children. If there is no child, the future marriage will be difficult. If the man has no children, he will probably have to divorce sooner or later. Why is Jingjing's life so hard?"

"Now that technology is developed, let alone having children when you get married, it is difficult to have children. You can also get pregnant through auxiliary means. Children are not a necessity for life. Even if you can't give birth, you can't be depressed for the sake of having no children. Life is your own, and you must be worthy of it and go through the world."

Huo Jingshu was a little shocked. Her daughter was so young that she had such a deep understanding of life. She was a little dazed, as if she was not her daughter, but a mature woman in front of her.

"Mom, if you have time to communicate with Aunt Feng, I can try my best to get Sister Jingjing's problem. Even if it is not cured, I can help her to condition her body and lay a solid foundation. Even if I do test tubes, the chances of winning will be greater."

"Okay, I will communicate with Jingjing's mother tomorrow. Jingjing's child is so pitiful."

Thinking of not being able to give birth to a child, Huo Jingshu became anxious and worried. She would sooner or later divorce without a child. What should she do if she is alone in the future? She will still be a girl.

"Mom, don't worry, Sister Jingjing's face is not like she is destined to have no children, and she has strong fertility, don't worry."

"Xia Xia, how can you still look at photos?"
Chapter completed!