Bai Fumei in the ’70s

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Zhao Lanxiang twisted two shiso plums to eat, and it was strange to say that she had always been very resistant to such things as shiso, which could not be touched at all.

But the plum with the smell of perilla, she could eat it.The surface of the plum is covered with a layer of long-frozen frost, soft mouth, sweet and sour, full of flesh, refreshing, and eaten with a lot of food.

Her eyes fell on He Songbai's darkened face, his thin lips dried up, and the sweat on her head kept flowing.He always came out early and returned late during this time. Zhao Lanxiang thought he was going to the pig farm, but Zhao Lanxiang realized it when he saw the basil in his hand today.

It was learned in the early morning of that day that she could not eat perilla. Her disappointed expression was all in her eyes, not indifferent.

The taste in Zhao Lanxiang's heart was extremely complicated. He felt that he was both silly and sullen, and ashamed that his cheeks were hot.

She touched the cold plums, and her heart was warm and shy.

"Brother, thank you."

"The couple's thanks."

He Songbai hurriedly filled his wife with a bowl of porridge and asked her to send porridge with plums. "You try it, do you have an appetite?"

She nodded.

He Songbai's nervous eyes grabbed his wife tightly, watching her take a bite of plums and drink a porridge. Although she was eating slowly, she didn't vomit at the end of the meal, and he was overjoyed.

"In the future, Dunton will use it to deliver meals. I heard that it has been marinated for a long time, and the taste is quite good."

He Songbai said that he also dug one to eat. It was sour, sweet and salty. The sour taste has been neutralized, and it has become soft and long. Don't overwhelm.

He smiled when he saw Zhao Lanxiang, his pink lips twitched carefully, sucking off the white rice grains beside the spoon.Red lips and white porridge form a stark contrast. When she finished, she licked her soft tongue and looked straight at He Songbai's throat.

Zhao Lanxiang saw his lips chapped and pushed the second bowl of porridge that he hadn't finished drinking. "Drink some porridge water and quench your thirst."

"No need to."

He leaned in behind her, leaned over his head from behind, and grabbed her moist lips deeply.

Draw thirst quenching water from her mouth.

She had just finished drinking the porridge's lips, cold and cold, with a sweet smell of perilla in her mouth, like a sweet spring water, which quenched his thirst, but made him fire.

At noon, a heartbeat of rapid gasps came from the sunny house.

The big palm of He Songbai held her plump and plump, her throat rolled, "Lanxiang, you are getting fat here."

It was fat and soft, and the whiteness of the thumb overflowing from the fingers seemed to be pinched.

Zhao Lanxiang swept his eyes and blocked his annoying mouth. His thumb twisted the tendon in his waist and touched the hard muscles in his belly. He was immediately jealous.Her body has been out of shape because of pregnancy, but he grows longer and stronger. He has been eating and drinking in the country for a few months, and he has made up all the meat he has lost in school because of hard study. Manly.

She stripped He Songbai angrily.

He Songbai was immersed in the bliss of a blank head, and the elder sister came to him.

"Brother Bo, are you there?" Sister He knocked on the door.

Zhao Lanxiang's fair face was already pink, and her face was red and her heart was beating, but her voice was very calm: "Brother Bo went out and may only come back at night."

"That's it—" Sister's footsteps gradually disappeared.

He Songbai snorted violently, on the verge of being cut off in pain and happiness.

...

Some clouds and rain stopped, it was almost dusk.

He Songbai Rao was thick and black, and now he was red. He just ran out of the room with the same heart as the one he was talking with, then hit a bucket of water like a thief, and ate the subject by the way. The light bowl was taken out to be washed.

"I'll give some water to bathe Lan Xiang." He said secretly to the elder sister who was washing clothes by the well.

When he came back to hit the second bucket, the elder sister asked him: "Where have you been, I found you Lan Xiang and said you were not there."

He Songbai bowed his head to scrub the dishes hard, "Go out to find Lanxiang plums, is there something wrong with the elder sister?"

"Grandma said to prepare you early and send Lan Xiang to the hospital for delivery in a few days."

"Could it be early?"

After all, he was just over eight months old, and He Songbai scratched his head.His wife's belly appeared in front of his eyes. Although it was only eight months old, she looked quite big. She vomited so badly, but she could still raise her baby like this. Many times He Songbai felt guilty when he saw him. .

Sister He glanced at her brother. "It's always good to prepare early. In case of a headache and a sudden brainstorm, it's suddenly launched. I can't go to the hospital here in the country."

He Songbai nodded, "I'm ready."

Going to the hospital means that the benefits from time to time like today are gone. The pregnant wife's enthusiasm made He Songbai feel as if he had regained the second spring, moisturizing his whole body and blood, and every pore was transparent and comfortable.

But for the sake of the baby, He Songbai accepted Granny's opinion.He went back to the room, picking up her clothes in a murky manner, and turned his head to see her face red and sweet and sleeping soundly.

The sweat stains on her had been wiped clean, and he was sleeping refreshingly at the moment.

With pregnancy, her skin became softer and softer, and Bai Sheng was born like a cabbage in the ground, as if gently pinching to get water.He covered her with Zhang Xialiang's quilt, and kissed her tiredly.

...

Zhao Lanxiang originally expected to go to the hospital nine months later, but he couldn't get over He Songbai and went to the hospital half a month earlier to wait for delivery.

He made a double room for his wife very "fortune". The ordinary beds in the hospital are eight or even ten people. On hot days, a few fans wander around, which can make pregnant women sweat.

He Songbai dismantled the ice cubes he bought and gave her iced mangoes. The melted ice cubes exuded the cool air and refreshed her heart.

"Knowing that you are suffering, endure another month?"

Zhao Lanxiang wiped a lot of hot sweat and ate a few pieces of mango. "It doesn't matter, I can bear it. But the city is really hot, or the wind in our ravines is cooler."

He Songbai shattered the purchased ice into small pieces, put them in a warm water bag for winter, and put them on her cheeks, "Cooler?"

The pregnant woman in the bed next to him looked at this man with no regrets and waited for his wife with envy.

She was also hot and sweaty, and she wanted to eat ice-cold fruit, but she could only dip the light of others and blow the cool air of ice cubes.

Zhao Lanxiang asked He Songbai to give the remaining mango to the mother in the bed next door.

She said with a smile: "Get some fruit to cool off the heat, what time is your expectation period?"

The next bed's answer: "In late August, this is the 25th."

After listening, Zhao Lanxiang was envious, and she said: "Mine got it in mid-September. It came too early and suffered. I was born as soon as possible... I have a very naughty baby, and toss me all day long."

The next bed smiled, "It's all like that."

"You are born later, when the weather is cooler, confinement will be more comfortable."

Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips and smiled, although it was a complaint, but also mixed with her joy.Because He Songbai's all-round service has calmed down her temper during pregnancy.

She put her hand on her round belly and felt the existence of Tang Tang more and more strongly every day, even if it hurt, it made her hurt and happy.

During the period of confinement in the country, although the days were bland, but also peaceful, there were few twists and turns.The only thing that tortured her was that her morning sickness was too strong, but it was finally solved by the plums bought by He Songbai.

This is also the first time she is so determined that her child will be born safely.

The bed next door reminded in good faith: "Before giving birth, walk more and walk to strengthen the physique, and the production will be smoother by then."

"Your belly looks quite big..."

Zhao Lanxiang also knew that her belly was big, and it swelled up like a puffed balloon.In the past, I was afraid of insufficient nutrition and forced myself to eat it.Now it's hard to eat well, so I can't help eating more.

He Songbai saw his wife's worried eyes and coughed lightly: "You have eaten everything you eat."

"She has read many professional books, and you eat scientifically, don't worry."

Early September.

The pregnant woman in the next bed is one week late for the expected date of delivery. She becomes restless and often weeps in the middle of the night.

Even with Zhao Lanxiang nervous, he got up in the middle of the night and unconsciously touched it, and he drew wet under him.

Her nervous voice seemed moist and moist, "Bo Geer..."

He Songbai's ears were tortured by the pregnant woman in the bed next to him. He was already considering whether to transfer to the ward, so that his daughter-in-law's mentality would be stable.

Zhao Lanxiang screamed again, "Bo Geer..."

There was a trace of panic in this voice.

"My amniotic fluid seems to be broken."

This sentence, like a deep-water bomb, bombarded He Songbai, who was still in his dreams, and jumped up.

He turned on the light, glanced at her pants, and quickly shook the hospital bell.After waiting for a while, the nurse on duty did not come late. He supported her vigorously with his arms, and walked steadily and steadily towards the delivery room.

"Don't be afraid—ah?"

"Be calm, if you hear no, don't waste too much energy. Eat something first, and you will have a baby."

He put his wife on the bed in the delivery room, shake hands and feet dizzy and quickly made a cup of milk, and fed her to drink.

He thought about returning to the ward in a hurry for a long time, and took out a bag of things.

Zhao Lanxiang opened his eyes, it was a row of chocolates.

"Hurry up and eat more."

Before Zhao Lanxiang finished half a row, the doctor drove He Songbai out.

She started quickly, and the pain continued to hit like waves of water. She bit her lip and didn't make herself howl.

But the fragmented sound overflowing from the lips and the sobbing sound were heard by He Songbai outside the delivery room.

After he sent Zhao Lanxiang into the ward, he stood alone in the corridor and stood there, and there was no news in it.Silent in the night, every minute and every second, the sound of the watch's slight movement is clear and audible.He Songbai was suffering like hell.

He looked at the watch between his wrists, it was already five in the morning.

Outside the window of the hallway, 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 faint light, carrying mung bean cake on her back, and said to him crisply: "I have only served my family's discipline in my life, my father, my mother, I Grandpa and grandma, who are you... to control me, eh?"

Later she became his mother-in-law, and everything depended on him.

Later, she became his object. One day, in the same faint light, she went to the pig farm to look for him, and looked at him dimly through tears.

She said she didn't dislike him, and it was her men who were dirty and smelly.

Well, afterwards, she really became his woman too, not as poor or ashamed.

The morning light became thicker and stronger, the white light dispersed the night, and she sang to him in the face of the morning light: "I would like to go upstream and look for her trail."

He Songbai also seemed to hear the song.

A loud cry of babies sounded, and after a while the door of the delivery room opened.

The doctor took off his mask, but his eyebrows were tired but he couldn't hide his joy: "It's a girl."

He Songbai was overjoyed, and all the memories in her head suddenly stopped, and all of her eyes were full of her lying in the delivery room and having a hard time giving birth to a child.

"Wait-doctor, there seems to be another!" the nurse in the delivery room said suddenly.

However, the mother gave birth to a child and was exhausted, as if she had fallen asleep with satisfaction.

"How could there be another one? There is obviously only one B-mode photo."

The smile on He Songbai's face suddenly froze. He stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and patted Zhao Lanxiang's face vigorously, "Lanxiang woke up, woke up--"

Zhao Lanxiang gave birth to a child for one night, and he had lost consciousness in pain.

She opened her eyes again and smiled reluctantly: "It seems that she hasn't finished her life yet."

Her voice was shaking.

The first child's head was too big, and the amniotic fluid drained. She refused to come out, or 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 tried hard for another morning.

He Songbai's hands were covered with blood from her body. He kept mumbling: "Don't be afraid, hold on, I'll be here with you."

"Lanxiang, be brave."

"This is the sea, our sea, we must work hard to give him birth."

At the wrist watch of He Songbai, the short hand had already pointed to six o'clock in the afternoon, and the warm sunset light leaked out of the window.

In the same evening glow, she stared at the kapok he sent with a smile and tears under a splendid cloud, and the red petals also seemed like blood flowing from her.

Tang Tang was cleaned up by the nurse because he had no milk to drink and groaned so hungry that He Songbai couldn't help her.

He knelt down on his knees to get closer to his wife and encouraged her constantly. Even the new daughter had no time to look at it. He scrambled out all the money and asked the nurse to ask her for some milk.The nurse sighed pitifully, shook her head and held the crying baby, and turned to find her rations.

He Songbai clenched his wife's hand, he shed tears, and a big man couldn't help crying in the delivery room.

"Lanxiang, try harder."

"Try some chocolate, okay?"

...

Zhao Lanxiang seemed to see an old man in a wheelchair in the twilight years. She hung her head down on his knee. He lowered his head and dropped a kiss in her hair religiously.

He encouraged her with a smile: "Lanxiang, come on."

He was the man who had been waiting for her on every street corner, holding the freshest flowers.The man who prepared the most suitable clothes for her every morning, took her hand for a walk in the evening, and watched the sunset.Youth is no longer, but style is not diminished.

Under the oak tree, the old man in a wheelchair lifted her up. He said seriously: "No matter where you go, wherever people are, I hope you are brave and strong."

"I... love you the most," he murmured.

Zhao Lanxiang looked up blankly from his leg.

"Go, come back to him."

Zhao Lanxiang opened her eyes, and He Songbai's hot tears splashed on her hands.

Gently, as if carrying rain with temperature.

Her thumb shook suddenly, "Large, the sea..."

"Wake up, don't talk, concentrate on your strength."

She exhausted the strength of breast-feeding, a pain in her lower abdomen, and a hot and humid mass fell from her body.

The doctor caught the child and slammed his fart. For a long time, Zhao Lanxiang almost cried, and the child whimpered weakly, and his throat blew loudly.

The author has something to say: *

Brother Ge staring at the crying son

Wiped another tears of loving father.

Bing Shengjun: If the robbers kicked and robbed the army or not, I would put them away.

Brother Ge: "..."

Note: It is true that the twins born during the obstetrical B-ultrasound result. One embryo blocked the other, and the captured image doubled the image, leading to misjudgment.

This situation is still not uncommon today.