Chapter 257: Girl's First Menstrual Period

Pants? Bleeding?

Upon hearing Song Dashun's words, Chu Yue and Du Juan both lowered their heads to look at Ye Zhaodi, and saw a dark red mark on her dark blue coarse cloth trousers, and the mark was located in the most embarrassing place for a woman.

Chu Yue and Du Juan knew what was going on at a glance and were both shocked.

Only the rough man Song Dashun didn't take it seriously and continued to talk loudly, "Are you injured? The injury is so serious that you can bleed-"

Before he said the word "bleeding" for the second time, Du Juan quickly covered his mouth and pulled Song Dashun, who had just entered the room, out.

Du Juan whispered, "Dashun, don't say anything more."

He was a grown man with a loud voice, and when he spoke he completely ignored Ye Zhaodi's pale and helpless face, and her terrified and helpless expression. Any woman would be panicked and at a loss in such a situation.

On the other side, Chu Yue was quick to grab an apron from behind the counter and tied it around Ye Zhaodi's waist to block the dark red bloodstains for her.

He took Ye Zhaodi's hand and said, "Zhaodi, come in with me."

"...Oh..." Ye Zhaodi's face turned pale and she looked dazed, like a puppet that had lost its soul. She was led by Chu Yue into the warehouse behind the store.

The girl who used to be full of energy no matter how hard it was, was listless for the first time. A drop of cold sweat slid down Ye Zhaodi's forehead, flowed down her cheek to her chin, and was about to fall.

It was as if Ye Zhaodi's heart was falling rapidly at this moment, and her whole body was cold and painful.

Chu Yue didn't notice that something was wrong with Ye Zhaodi for the time being. She put her in a corner and walked over to talk to Lu Yuanbao and Pei Tianci.

Lu Yuanbao looked up at Chu Yue, "Mom."

Chu Yue patted his head and said, "Yuanbao, take Tianci to the front to play. Mom and Sister Zhaodi have something to talk about."

"good."

Lu Yuanbao immediately took Pei Tianci's hand, and the two figures walked towards the front room. When he passed by Ye Zhaodi, he took a special look at her. Seeing that Ye Zhaodi looked painful, he thought that Chu Yue must be going to treat someone again, and treatment should be quiet and not be disturbed.

Chu Yue closed the front and back doors. There was only a small tall window in the warehouse that let in a beam of sunlight. The light was a little dim, but everything in the warehouse was arranged in an orderly manner, and it was easy to find the sanitary napkins among them.

Sanitary napkins were also available in the 1970s, but they were expensive and most people could not afford them. Ordinary families would more often make their own menstrual belts, which they would wash and use alternately.

"Zhao Di, this is for you. Use this today. I'll go get a pair of pants and the hot water bottle. You can wash them first. Change into clean pants and sanitary napkins. This is a sanitary napkin. Do you know how to use it?"

As she spoke, Chu Yue put the small square sanitary napkin in Ye Zhaodi's hand.

It was only with this touch that Chu Yue realized that Ye Zhaodi was trembling, from her palms to her arms, her entire body was trembling.

Chu Yue whispered, "Zhao Di?"

"...Sister Ayue, am I going to die?" Ye Zhaodi asked in fear with her lips pale and eyes trembling.

She must have some strange disease, otherwise why would she bleed for no reason and have a stomachache that hurts so much... Maybe something inside her stomach is broken, so she keeps bleeding.

"Sister Yue, I can't die... I can't die... I still have my younger brother... I'm his only relative... If I die, what will happen to him if he's left alone... I can't die, I can't die... Sister Yue, save me..."

Ye Zhaodi's eyes turned red and tears fell, not in lines, but one by one.

She was not afraid of being beaten by Mr. Zhou, the former boss of the tailor shop, but when she thought of her brother who would be left alone after her death, tears fell down her face.

Chu Yue became Ye Zhaodi's only hope. She held Ye Zhaodi's hand tightly, praying to survive.

Chu Yue was stunned for a moment before she suddenly realized.

It was Ye Zhaodi’s first time having her period. The pure girl was like a blank sheet of paper, knowing nothing, let alone what the happening to her meant.

Her biological parents passed away too early, and there was no adult to teach her about physiology.

So when Ye Zhaodi saw herself bleeding for no reason, she thought she was going to die.

Chu Yue felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She gently held the frightened Ye Zhaodi in her arms and gently soothed her back.

"Zhao Di, you won't die. Congratulations, you've grown up."

Ye Zhaodi blinked in confusion, "I...have...grown up?"

"Yes, you have grown up. From now on, you have everything a healthy woman should have and become a real adult."

After Ye Zhaodi calmed down, Chu Yue used the simplest and most understandable language to teach her the necessary physiological knowledge, and told her the rules of menstruation, as well as some things that must be paid attention to, and that she should take good care of herself in daily life and in diet.

The most important thing is to have a positive menstrual period and not feel ashamed.

"Zhao Di, every woman experiences menstruation, and we spend a quarter of every month with it. So you don't have to be afraid or embarrassed. It's a sacred responsibility and glorious mission that falls on women due to their physiological structure and the need for reproduction."

"Sister Ayue, you mean... I will bleed like this every month from now on... and then I will be able to have a baby?" Ye Zhaodi was stunned and dazed when she heard this.

Chu Yue nodded. "It's okay if you understand it that way. Generally, girls have their first menstrual period when they are fourteen or fifteen years old, and sometimes as early as thirteen. Everyone's physical condition is different, so the specific time is different. It's rare for someone to have their period so late like you, but it's normal. So don't scare yourself. You won't die, and you can still take good care of your brother."

Ye Zhaodi let out a long sigh, "I'm glad I'm not going to die... I'm glad I'm not going to die... It's just a stomachache, I can just bear it."

“Your stomach hurts? When did it start?”

"About an hour or two ago, Sister Yue, it's okay, I can hold it in."

After Ye Zhaodi knew that she would not die, she was obviously relieved. Her face gradually regained some color and she had the strength to speak. However, her stomach was still stuffy and bloated, and waves of pain came from her body, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.

Chu Yue frowned and said seriously, "Menstrual pain is also a disease. Give me your hand so I can see it."

"Sister Yue, there's really no need. I can bear it——"

Ye Zhaodi was not rejecting Chu Yue's kindness, but she had received too many favors from Chu Yue and really didn't want to trouble Chu Yue anymore.

Chu Yue didn't waste time talking to her. She just took Ye Zhaodi's hand and took her pulse.