Bai Fumei in the ’70s

133 Chapter 133:

Zhao Lanxiang was really terrified by He Songbai. In the middle of the night, a man sneaked into her room. She thought a lot in a flash, and Wu Yong many years ago.When she held her breath, one hand even slowly moved to the small table cabinet beside the bed, groping for the fruit knife she used to peel.

Suddenly the light came on, and she saw He Songbai. At this moment she did not speak, but the tears blew more fiercely.

The clenched fruit knife slipped from his hand.

He Songbai saw a flash of cold light, hugged her quickly, patted her on the back, and reviewed: "I'm sorry, sorry, I scared you."

"I should write back early and give you a breath."

"Don't cry, my heart hurts because of crying." He wiped her tears and said with guilt: "Grandma said in the letter that you are strong, eating a lot every day, and rarely causing trouble."

"I know you are definitely not willing to trouble them, and I look at my discomfort in confidence. However, you can rest assured that Lanxiang can accompany you at home for labor, because I finished my studies in advance."

He said that he put a big palm on his wife's stomach, where it bulged round and round, very huge.The slender and slim waist was gone, and the pregnant woman's bloated belly was replaced.

But He Songbai felt that there was no moment it could be more beautiful than it is now, making him so hot that he couldn't help kissing her belly.

"You have worked hard. When Tang Tang comes out, I will never let you suffer anymore."

"Really finished school?" Zhao Lanxiang asked uncertainly.

He Songbai definitely nodded.

She kicked him under the bed with one foot, and she said, "I have a cramp in my foot."

He Songbai "hey", quickly put down the luggage and crouched down to rub his feet for his wife.His craftsmanship is not bad, because in the early years, he often rubbed his old grandmother's legs and stiff muscles, and Zhao Lanxiang gradually recovered his consciousness. His feet rubbed his muscles and veins, and he became unclogged, and gradually became feverish.

Zhao Lanxiang was also unknowingly, and drowsiness gradually fell asleep.

He Songbai changed his sweaty and smelly clothes, went out to take a bath, and got into the bed cleanly and freshly.

The summer was hot and the temperature of the pregnant woman was very high, not long after he noticed that his wife had been awakened by the heat.

He probed her wet clothes, wiped off her sweat, and patted her back by the way, coaxing, "Sleep, sleep."

"I'll shake the fan for you."

He turned out the fan of Ku Kui from the corner, shaking one after another, refreshing in an instant...Zhao Lanxiang sniffed the refreshing smell of the man, and fell comfortably into a dream.

This kind of feeling is like in a dream.

The next morning, early in the morning.

Zhao Lanxiang woke up and opened her eyes to see He Songbai's enlarged face.

She squeezed the man's face uncertainly with her thumb. He Songbai also woke up the next moment and asked her vaguely: "Hungry, what do you want to eat this morning? I will make it for you."

Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the sun and said, "It's too late to get up. Sister has already prepared breakfast soon."

He Songbai grabbed her hand and kissed her finger.

"Has the obstetric inspection been done on time?"

"Show me Tang Tang's ultrasound?"

The photos of b-chao Zhao Lanxiang have been specially printed, and I hope to leave it for commemoration.She was already prepared for the worst mentality. He Songbai remained in City B, and she gave birth to the baby herself.She knew that he liked Tang Tang very much, thinking of Tang Tang in the far north, she had to send some pictures to him.

He Songbai looked at the dark photos, but he didn't really see what it was, only a thick shadow.I'm afraid that this effect can be obtained by taking pictures at random at night.

But he couldn't see enough to see it, it was rare.He gave full play to his imagination, pointing at the blurred place of the photo while looking at it, and said excitedly to Zhao Lanxiang: "This must be Tang Tang's head, round and round."

"This is a hand or a foot."

"She's a little fat? Or is this picture too dark..." He Songbai murmured in dissatisfaction, which seriously affected his judgment.

...

"She might be laughing."

"Our Tang Tang is really handsome!"

After He Songbai read them one by one, he was sure.

This sentence made Zhao Lanxiang laugh out of nowhere. She put her hand on her stomach and touched it gently. She said warmly: "The facial features are not all neat, do you know she looks handsome?"

He Songbai's face was filled with the pride of his father: "She is a beautiful girl, there is no doubt about it."

Zhao Lanxiang did not refute him, his cheeks also showed a pink color, and the dimples were deep and very happy.

Granny was also very happy to know that her grandson had returned home. She said: "I don't know if it's good or bad to let you get married so early. It delays Lan Xiang's studies and makes you both run."

But she obviously misunderstood, He Songbai said: "I finished my homework in advance, just two months later to take a test and get a diploma..."

The old grandmother was a little surprised after hearing it, but after seeing the figure of the two sitting side by side, they understood it.All these difficult years have come over, and it is natural to have deep feelings now.

She said: "Since you come back, you can accompany Lan Xiang at home, it is not easy for a woman to get pregnant."

He Songbai thought it would not be easy, could he compare to the suffering he had suffered in those days?He feels happy with his wife, no matter how hard he is.

But soon he tasted the difficulty of serving pregnant women.

Zhao Lanxiang's morning sickness was very strong in her early pregnancy, and she could not eat a little smell of fat. She used to love fish and became discolored.Five months later, her morning sickness swept again.

Sometimes the spit is so spitting, it's talking and talking, and suddenly rushed to find the spittoon.

He Songbai looked at his wife's tortured look, and his heart was sparsely rotten.

Rubbing it around repeatedly, he asked guiltily: "When I was not at home, did you do the same?"

Zhao Lanxiang changed her clothes disgustedly, and she gagged her mouth in awkward manner, "No, she was very good before, maybe she became squeamish when she saw you."

As everyone knows, this is just the beginning. Zhao Lanxiang gradually became prone to vomiting and could not eat. Her appetite was extremely light, no acid and no spice, no spicy and unhappy. In order to cater to her taste, He Songbai had to make a special meal every day Pregnant women give her meals alone.Otherwise, she would eat together with everyone, she must be spitting again.

Zhao Lanxiang said distressedly: "I don't know what's going on, but I always feel that my stomach is moving very much recently."

Even the soft and lovely Tang Tang made him so annoyed.

He squatted down to discuss his stomach fiercely, "Don't toss your mother anymore, okay, be a little better, dad will give you candy after coming out?"

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly laughed at the boyish words.

She said: "Wait for a while and check it out, it's so uncomfortable."

She said that she suddenly supported her waist, "Hey", and her belly was kicked hard by Tang Tang again, and the thin skirt was lifted by her noisy hands and feet.

He Songbai's big palm lightly lay on top, staring at his wife's stomach for a long time, Ku Daqiu said in a deep way: "This must be a naughty baby."

...

Time is hard, but it also slowly advances to the end of summer.The fire broke out in July and the weather became colder.One night, when he was about to fall asleep, Zhao Lanxiang turned over and over and could not sleep.

He Songbai asked her: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Lanxiang was a bit embarrassed but said eagerly: "I want to eat perilla plum..."

He Songbai turned on the lamp to see that Zhao Lanxiang's face had turned red, and only her eyes were bright and bright, and it was so wide that it was hard to ignore.

He sighed and asked her with confidence, "What is perilla?"

Zhao Lanxiang shook her head blankly. She said, "I haven't eaten it yet."

She accidentally heard a pregnant woman say this, what is the taste of perilla?It is a kind of sweet and sour plum. After eating, it can make a lot of meals.

But Mei Zi also had this description in her impressions. She faced He Songbai's sincere face, which was difficult to tell, and her face was reddened. I wonder if it was Mei Zi's thought or because she was unreasonably harassed.

The wife's answer made He Songbai suddenly distressed, but he couldn't see the desperately suppressed desire in her eyes. He gently stroked her soft hair and said: "Wait, I'll ask Granny."

In order to conceive this baby, she vomited very badly during this time, and became so thin that she worked hard.She finally had something she wanted to eat, how could He Songbai ignore it.

Fortunately, the old grandmother did not fall asleep. She was listening to the radio and reading a book.

He Songbai bluntly asked her: "Lan Xiang wants to eat perilla, I want to get her a little to eat. Does Granny know what is perilla?"

Grandma took off the reading glasses and thought about it for a long time.

She said: "This may be a kind of plum made of green plums, wrapped in perilla, sweet and sour, sweet at the entrance, and the smell is very unique. Pregnant women really help a little."

"Let me think about it..."

Grandma Li thought about it for a long time, and mentioned a pen and wrote a rough way.A long time ago, she was also a girl who didn't touch the Yangchun water, and she was far away from the kitchen, but she really played with this thing before she did it, because it is a kind of snack that is not difficult to do.

He Songbai looked at the old grandmother's writing method word by word.

He could not wait to pick up the green plums and make perilla plums for his wife.He said goodbye to his grandmother and sensible to let him go to sleep, but he still let his head get hot, ran dark and ran outside to the plum tree planted outside the house, risking being chased by his domestic dog, and picked up a bag of green plums.

He Songbai washed the green plums one by one with a brush and coarse salt, and rubbed, smashed, squeezed, and squeezed the perillas step by step according to the recipe, just waiting for tomorrow to get them out to dry for another day.

After finishing all this, he put away the plums with satisfaction, took out a few cleaned ones and took them back to coax his wife.

Zhao Lanxiang waited on the left and waited right until he came back in the middle of the night.She was lying on her side almost falling asleep, and the footsteps outside the door gradually sounded.

The man kindly handed a few clean green plums to her, "eat it, there is no perilla plum, only green plum."

Zhao Lanxiang sat up, and though she was craving like ten thousand claws, she still twisted the green plum and ate it.

At the entrance, she didn't feel sore at all, and she ate five.

The next morning, when He Songbai got up, Granny came to him again. The old man said angrily: "Bo Geer, you can't make this persimmon. You have to pickle it for at least four months before eating it."

He Songbai, who had just put the plums out to dry, listened, and the expression on his face was wrong.

He was silent for a while and said, "It's okay, I can't do it. I can buy someone else to do it."

After eating breakfast, he went out quietly.He persuaded people from house to house to persuade him. After several days of continuous inquiries, a pair of shoes ran out of him. One day, he brought back a tank of black plums from an unknown village in the distance.

He lifted the lid and handed it in front of his wife. He smiled and said: "You try it, is it the taste you want to eat?"

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Lifetime Jun: Overlords, wait a long time~

My five-body cast land, evenly beat Ren Ren...

Brother Ge: I don't care if I beat you

You remember to get Tang Tang out earlier

But her father and mother are dying!

Wipe the tears of the loving father sadly.

Brother Ge: In the future, I will be able to show off with my little fart. I thought I would run a dozen miles to buy plums for your mother.

He Gouji: "..."

Lifetime Jun: "..."

Can you get it, do you want to go to heaven?

Note: July fire: refers to the westward travel of the Great Mars, summer to autumn, the weather turns cool.