Zhao Lanxiang twisted two perilla plums to eat, which was strange. She used to be very resistant to perilla, and she couldn't touch it at all.
But she could eat the plums that smelled of perilla. The surface of the plums is covered with a layer of frosted flowers that have been marinated for a long time. The entrance is soft, sweet and sour, and the flesh is full and refreshing. It is very good to eat with a meal.
Her eyes fell on He Songbai's darkened face, his thin lips dried up, and the sweat dripped from his head. During this period of time, he always went out early and returned late. Zhao Lanxiang thought he was going to see the pig farm, but today he saw the perilla plum in his hand, and Zhao Lanxiang realized it.
When he learned that shiso plums could not be eaten that morning, he saw her disappointed expression, not indifferent.
Zhao Lanxiang's feelings in her heart were extremely complicated, she felt that he was stupid and foolish, and her cheeks were hot with shame.
She touched the icy cold plums, feeling warm and ashamed in her heart.
"Brother Bai, thank you."
"What did the couple say thank you?"
He Songbai hurriedly served his wife a bowl of porridge, and asked her to bring the porridge together with plums, "Try it, do you have any appetite?"
She nodded.
He Songbai's nervous eyes tightly grasped his wife, watching her eating a mouthful of plums and drinking a mouthful of porridge. Although she was eating slowly, she didn't vomit after eating. He was overjoyed.
"In the future, I will take it to deliver meals. I heard that it has been marinated for a long time, and it tastes quite good."
He Songbai also dug up one to eat, it was sour, sweet and salty, the sourness had been neutralized, it became soft and long, the sweetness of honey was light and fresh, it just added some bottom flavor, and Don't overwhelm the guest.
He saw Zhao Lanxiang smiling, pursing her pink lips and sucking off the white rice grains on the side of the spoon. The red lips and the white porridge formed a sharp contrast. After she was done, she stretched out her soft tongue to lick it, and saw He Songbai's throat smoking for a while.
Seeing his chapped lips, Zhao Lanxiang pushed the second bowl of porridge that he had not finished drinking, "Drink some porridge and water to quench your thirst."
"Need not."
He leaned over behind her, leaned his head from behind, and grabbed her moist lips deeply.
Draw thirst-quenching water from her mouth.
She had just finished drinking the porridge, her lips were icy cold, with a hint of sweetness of perilla plum in her mouth, like the sweet spring water, which quenched his thirst, but made him burst into flames.
At noon, there was a heart-pounding wheezing sound from inside the sunny house.
He Songbai's big palm wrapped around her increasingly plump Yingrun, and her Adam's apple rolled, "Lanxiang, you're getting fat here."
It is fat and soft, and the snow white overflowing from the fingers when the thumb is folded together, as if it can be crushed.
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes swept away, blocking his annoying mouth, twisting the tendon around his waist with his thumb, and touching the hard muscles in his abdomen, immediately jealous. Her figure was already out of shape because of her pregnancy, but he grew stronger and stronger. He had delicious food and drink in the past few months in the country, and made up all the meat that he lost due to hard study at school, and his whole body was bursting. Manly.
She angrily stripped He Songbai.
He Songbai was immersed in the bliss of a blank head, when the eldest sister came to find him.
"Brother Bai, are you there?" Sister He knocked on the door.
Zhao Lanxiang's fair face was already pink, her face was red and her heart was beating, but her voice was very calm: "Boer went out, maybe he will come back at night."
"Is that so—" The elder sister's footsteps gradually disappeared.
He Songbai groaned suddenly, on the verge of being pinched off in pain and joy.
…
The cloud and rain stopped, and it was almost dusk.
He Songbairao was thick and dark-skinned, but he was all red now. He slipped out of the room with a guilty conscience like the person he was talking to back then, poured a bucket of water like a thief, and ate the person by the way. The light bowl was taken out and ready to be washed.
"I'll bring some water to boil Lanxiang to bathe." He secretly said to the elder sister who was washing clothes by the well.
When he came back for the second bucket, the eldest sister asked him, "Where have you been? I asked you Lanxiang and said you weren't there."
He Songbai buried his head and vigorously washed the dishes, "I went out to find plums for Lanxiang, is there anything wrong with eldest sister?"
"Grandma told you to prepare early and send Lanxiang to the hospital for delivery in a few days."
"Will it be early?"
After all, he was only over eight months old, and He Songbai scratched his head. His wife's belly appeared in front of his eyes. Although she was only eight months old, it looked quite big. She vomited so badly, but she was able to raise the baby like this. Many times He Songbai felt guilty when he saw it. .
Sister He glanced at her younger brother, "It's always better to prepare early. If a headache suddenly starts in the middle of the night, the country side won't be able to make it to the hospital."
He Songbai nodded, "I'm going to prepare."
Going to the hospital meant that the occasional benefits like today would be gone. The pregnant wife was so enthusiastic that He Songbai seemed to be rejuvenated with the second spring, moisturizing his whole body and making every pore clear and comfortable.
But for the sake of the baby, He Songbai accepted Grandma's advice. He returned to the room rustlingly picking up her clothes, and when he turned his head, he could still see her blushing and sweetly sleeping.
He had wiped off all the sweat stains on her body, and now she was sleeping fresh.
When she was pregnant, her skin became more and more soft and white, and Bai Sheng was like a cabbage in the field, as if she could get water by gently pinching it. He covered her with a cool quilt and kissed her tired.
…
Zhao Lanxiang originally expected to go to the hospital in nine months, but He Songbai couldn't get it out, so he went to the hospital half a month early for delivery.
He bought a double room for his wife very "rich and rich". The ordinary beds in the hospital are eight or even ten. On a hot day, only a few fans are running around, which can make pregnant women sweat.
He Songbai unpacked the ice cubes he had bought and gave her a chilled mango. The cool air from the melted ice cubes was refreshing.
"Knowing that you are suffering, will you endure it for another month?"
Zhao Lanxiang wiped off the hot sweat and ate a few pieces of mango, "It's okay, I can stand it. But it's really hot in the city, and the wind in our valley is cooler."
He Songbai broke the purchased ice into small pieces, put it in a warm water bag for winter, and put it on her cheek, "Is it cooler?"
The pregnant woman in the bed next to her was very envious when she saw this man serving his wife without any regrets.
She was also sweating from the heat, and she also wanted to eat iced fruit, but she could only touch other people's light and blow the cool air of ice cubes.
Zhao Lanxiang asked He Songbai to give the remaining mango to the mother in the next bed.
She smiled and said: "Eat some fruit to cool off the heat. When is your due date?"
The answer from the bed next door: "Late August, on the 25th."
After hearing this, Zhao Lanxiang was very envious. She said: "My baby is still in mid-September. It's too early to suffer. It's better to give birth as soon as possible... My pregnancy is very naughty, and the fetal movement is tossing me all day long."
The bed next door smiled, "It's all like this."
"You give birth later, when the weather is cold, confinement will be more comfortable."
Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips and smiled, although it was a complaint, but it was also mixed with her joy. Because of He Songbai's comprehensive service, she calmed down her irritable mood during pregnancy.
She put her hand on her round belly, feeling Tangtang's existence more and more strongly day by day, even if it hurt, it made her hurt and happy.
During the pregnancy in the countryside, although the days were uneventful, they were also peaceful, with few twists and turns. The only tormenting thing was that her morning sickness was too severe, but it was finally solved by the plums He Songbai bought.
This is also the first time she is so sure that her child will be born safely.
The bed next door kindly reminded: "Before giving birth, walk more and strengthen your physique, so that the delivery will be smoother."
"Your belly looks pretty big..."
Zhao Lanxiang also knew that her belly was big, like a puffed ball, swelled day by day. In the past, I was afraid of insufficient nutrition and forced myself to eat. It's hard to eat well now, so I can't help but eat more.
Seeing the worried look in his wife's eyes, He Songbai coughed lightly: "Grandma has taken care of everything you eat."
"She has read a lot of professional books, and you also eat scientifically, so don't worry."
Early September.
The pregnant woman in the next bed, who was a week late for her due date, became restless and often sobbed in the middle of the night.
Even Zhao Lanxiang became nervous. In the middle of the night, he unconsciously touched it and reached down to the wet body.
Her nervous voice seemed to contain water vapor, moist and moist, "Brother Bo..."
He Songbai's ears were tortured by the pregnant woman in the next bed every night. He was already considering whether to transfer to the ward or not, so that his daughter-in-law could calm down.
Zhao Lanxiang called out again, "Brother Bai..."
This time, there was a hint of panic in his voice.
"My amniotic fluid seems to have broken."
This sentence, like a deep-water bomb, blasted He Songbai, who was still in his dreamland, to the point where he jumped up quickly.
He turned on the light, glanced at her pants, and hurriedly rang the hospital bell. After waiting for a while, the nurse on duty was late to come. He held her up with both arms and walked towards the delivery room with quick and steady steps.
"Don't be afraid—ah?"
"Calm down, hear me, don't waste too much energy. Eat something first, and you'll have a baby later."
He put his wife on the bed in the delivery room, and with shaking hands and feet, he quickly made a cup of milk and fed her.
He thought about it for a long time and hurried back to the ward, took a bag and came out.
Zhao Lanxiang opened his eyes and saw a row of chocolates.
"Hurry up and eat some more."
Before Zhao Lanxiang finished eating half a row, the doctor kicked He Songbai out.
She started it very quickly, and the pain came in waves like a tidal wave. She bit her lip to prevent herself from howling in pain.
But the broken voice and sobbing that overflowed from the lips were heard by He Songbai outside the delivery room.
After he sent Zhao Lanxiang to the ward, he stood alone in the corridor, and there was no news from inside. The night was silent, and every minute and second, the slight movement of the watch could be heard clearly. He Songbai was suffering as if he was living like a year.
He glanced at the watch on his wrist, it was already five in the morning.
Outside the corridor window, the dark night gradually dissipated, punctured by the faint morning light.
During this long waiting time, he remembered that she was also walking in such a weak light, carrying mung bean cakes on her back, and said to him crisply: "I will only obey the discipline of my family in my life, my parents, my mother, I Grandpa and grandma, who are you... to take care of me, eh?"
Later, she became his mother-in-law, and everything depended on him.
Later, she became his object, and one day, under the same weak light, she went to the pig slaughtering farm to find him, and looked at him with tears in her eyes from a distance.
She said that she didn't dislike him, no matter how dirty or smelly, she was her man.
Well, later she really became his woman, neither he was poor nor shabby.
The morning light became stronger and stronger, and the white light dispelled the night. She faced the morning light and sang in his ear: "I would like to go upstream and find her trace."
He Songbai also seemed to have heard the song at this time.
There was a loud cry of a baby, and after a while the door to the delivery room opened.
The doctor took off his mask, his eyes were tired but he couldn't hide his joy: "It's a girl."
He Songbai was overjoyed, all the memories in his head suddenly stopped, and all he saw was how she was laying in the delivery room to give birth.
"Wait - doctor, there seems to be one more!" said the nurse in the delivery room suddenly.
However, after giving birth to a child, the mother was exhausted and seemed to fall asleep with satisfaction.
"How can there be one more? There is only one brightly illuminated by the B-ultrasound."
The smile on He Songbai's face froze for a moment. He stepped forward in three steps and patted Zhao Lanxiang's face forcefully, "Lanxiang wake up, wake up—"
Zhao Lanxiang gave birth to a child overnight, and she lost consciousness in pain.
She opened her eyes again and smiled reluctantly: "It seems that she hasn't finished giving birth yet."
Her voice was already shaking.
The first child's head was too big, and the amniotic fluid was almost drained. She still refused to come out. The doctor sucked her out.
She vaguely knew that there was a baby in her stomach, because it was moving and kicking her, and she worked hard to stay up all morning.
He Songbai's hands were stained with blood from her body, and he kept muttering: "Don't be afraid, hold on, I'm here to accompany you."
"Lanxiang, be brave."
"This is the sea, our sea, try to give birth to him."
The watch on He Songbai's wrist, the short hand had already pointed to six o'clock in the afternoon, and the warm light of the setting sun leaked out a little from the window.
In the same evening light, she stared at the kapok he gave him with a smile and tears that day under a splendid cloud, and the fiery red petals seemed like blood flowing from her body.
Tangtang was cleaned up by the nurse. Because there was no milk to drink, she was so hungry that He Songbai couldn't tell her mind to take care of her.
He leaned down on his knees and leaned closer to his wife, constantly encouraging her. He didn't even have time to look at his newborn daughter, so he hurriedly took out all the money on his body and begged the nurse to ask her for some milk. The nurse sighed pitifully, shook her head, hugged the crying baby, and turned to look for her rations.
He Songbai clenched his wife's hand tightly, he shed tears, and a big man couldn't help crying in the delivery room.
"Lanxiang, work harder."
"Have some chocolate, will you?"
…
Zhao Lanxiang seemed to see an old man in a wheelchair in his twilight years. She lowered her head on his lap, he lowered his head, and put a pious kiss in her hair.
He encouraged her with a smile: "Lanxiang, come on."
He was the man who used to be on every street corner, holding the freshest flowers and waiting for her. The man who prepared the best clothes for her every morning, held her hand for a walk in the evening, and watched the sunset. Youth is no longer, but the style is not diminished.
Under the oak tree, an old man in a wheelchair helped her up. He said earnestly, "No matter where you go or where you are, I hope you are brave and strong."
"I... love you the most." He murmured softly.
Zhao Lanxiang looked up from his lap blankly.
"Go, go back to him."
Zhao Lanxiang opened her eyes, and He Songbai's hot tears splashed onto her hands.
Gently, like rain with temperature.
Her thumb trembled suddenly, "big, sea..."
"Wake up, wake up, don't talk, concentrate on your strength."
She exhausted her strength to suckle, her lower abdomen hurt, and a mass of hot and humid things fell from her body.
The doctor caught the child and beat his butt hard for a long time. Zhao Lanxiang almost cried, and the child whimpered weakly and raised his throat loudly.
The author has something to say: *
Paige stared at his crying son
Wiped away the tears of the father again.
Pingshengjun: If the army of kicking, smashing and robbing dogs will not come, I will put the dogs away.
Brother Bo: "..."
Note: It is true that twins are born as a result of the B-ultrasound of the obstetric examination. One embryo blocks the other, and the images are doubled, resulting in misjudgment.
This is still uncommon.