Chapter 087 1976
On the first night back home, Zhong Huisheng prepared a table full of dishes to celebrate.
Teacher Shen and Sister Bao arrived one after another, and not long after, Lu Yiyuan and Sister Hong also came to visit, each bringing a basket of eggs.
"He looks great, a lot like you." Teacher Shen said with a smile, "Children really change every day, and he's a little older than the day he was born."
She also went to visit the day the child was born, and Wen Jiajia was still asleep at that time.
Wen Jiajia took a closer look and asked, "Is it bigger?"
I really can't notice much, there doesn't seem to be much change, after all, he was only born less than a week ago.
Teacher Shen wanted to hug her, and said, "I don't have a daughter in my family. I was attracted by your Wen Chun and Wen Xuan, and now there's another one."
Sister Hong said, "Your house is next door anyway, so if you are interested, just take the child back home!"
Teacher Shen: "Wei Dai treats the child like his eyeballs. How can I take him home?"
Also, I don’t know how long I can stay here.
She was slightly more informed than most people, and she had this premonition ever since she received a letter from a relative.
My relatives were sent down to the countryside, but now I can receive letters from them. The letters say that I have returned to the city. Although I have not been rehabilitated, the yard where I lived has been returned to them...
As a result, the situation this year may really change drastically.
Teacher Shen held the child for a few minutes before reluctantly putting him back into the crib.
People came and went, and didn't stay long.
Wen Jiajia came back in the morning, and by the evening more than 20 people came to visit her, and they all brought supplements.
By the evening, the eggs almost covered the entire tea table. Zhong Huisheng asked the two sisters Wen Chun and Wen Xuan to count the eggs. After counting, Wen Xuan was very happy. She jumped up and said, "Aunt, there are 86 eggs in total."
Zhong Huisheng was surprised: "That's a lot, enough for your aunt to eat during her confinement."
Wen Xuan licked her lips and said, "I want to eat it too. I want to eat chicken and egg custard with a little bit of lard and soy sauce."
"Okay! I'll steam it for you and your sister tomorrow."
Wen Xuan was so happy that she ran to count the brown sugars again.
You can't count the weight of brown sugar, you have to weigh it. But she didn't know how to use the scale, so after counting for a long time, she could only conclude that there were 8 pieces of brown sugar.
Then there is the cloth, which was brought by Sister Bao. It is extremely soft and enough to make two sets of clothes for the baby.
Although the thing that the family lacked the most was cotton cloth, Wen Jiajia was still very grateful in her heart, after all, no one else knew it. Sister Bao had so many children, and it was very good for her to be able to spare such good cloth for her.
Wen Jiajia rubbed it and planned to wash it and make a one-piece pajamas for the child.
She had just thought of this kind of clothes. After all, she was just a newly graduated student before she traveled through time. None of her friends and classmates had children, so she was certainly not familiar with baby clothes.
It was only this morning when I saw Wen Chun and Wen Xuan’s overalls drying in the yard that I remembered the one-piece pajamas.
Finally, it was the meat. Wen Jiajia wrote the name of the person who sent the meat in a notebook - if you have something to do at their home later, you will have to return the gift according to the amount they gave you.
Zhong Huisheng placed the last dish on the table, looked at the meat in the basket and said, "There's pig's trotters. I knew I'd make you some pig's trotter soup."
Wen Jiajia waved her hands quickly: "Forget it, forget it, let's stew it in a few days."
"Don't be afraid of the smell. Ask Wei Dai to boil the pig's trotters on a charcoal brazier and the smell will be gone. You can't eat it while you're in confinement. Otherwise, prepare a dipping sauce and eat it with the stewed pig's trotters and dip it in the sauce. It will taste great." Zhong Huisheng said.
Before she finished speaking, Wen Jiajia slurped and obviously swallowed her saliva.
How could Wen Jiajia not know this way of eating? She used to eat pig's trotters three times a week. In order to have a taste of authentic pig's trotters, she even bought a ticket and flew to Sichuan Province overnight to eat it.
The meal is ready and the family gathers around the table to eat.
At this moment, the cold wind was howling outside the house, making the trees and bamboos sway left and right, and even an old dead tree was blown down with a "crack".
Wei Dai closed the living room door and windows, turned on the light, and the room instantly became bright.
The light bulb was replaced yesterday. This kind of light bulb is incandescent, with a reddish-white light. Although bright, it is very dazzling and difficult to look at. It also gets dim after a long time. The light can dim by one-third after three months of use. Therefore, we always have light bulbs at home. In the past two years alone, we have replaced more than 10 old light bulbs.
After the room became a little warmer, Wei Dai pushed the crib out of the room.
Wen Jiajia was speechless: "Do I have to look at your daughter while eating?"
Wei Dai specially made a cover on the crib, which not only blocks the wind but also blocks the glaring light.
He opened the mask and said with a smile, "I'm afraid she'll cry. What if she gets scared alone in the room?"
How can a baby be afraid after only being born for a few days? Wen Jiajia curled her lips and did not argue with Wei Dai, picking up her bowl and eating.
Zhong Huisheng took her into consideration and didn't make many heavy-tasting dishes for this meal, most of them were very light.
For example, crucian carp and tofu soup and fried yam with black fungus, and another example is fried winter bamboo shoots with meat and shredded potatoes.
The only dish with a stronger taste is the braised spareribs, so Wen Jiajia can eat as much as she wants with the braised spareribs.
It's late at night.
After a few days, Wen Jiajia discovered that her child was an angel baby with low needs, and she was so happy that her mouth stretched from ear to ear.
After feeding the child and getting ready for bed, Wei Dai was still sitting at the desk, not knowing what he was doing.
She leaned over to take a look, wow! A piece of paper was filled with words, densely packed with "Hong" and "Ying". Wen Jiajia's eyes hurt when she saw it.
"It hasn't been taken out yet, how about I do it?" Wen Jiajia pulled a chair and sat down.
Wei Dai was unhappy: "Didn't we agree on this long ago? You can take my last name but I'll give you the given name."
Wen Jiajia raised her chin and looked at the paper: "Just tell me, which name on the paper do you like?"
Just pick a name and call it out, and three or four people in the family compound will respond.
The duplication rate is too high!
Wei Dai said shyly: "I can still continue thinking."
Wen Jiajia: "It's up to you. If you can't come up with one, just give it a nickname first. If other people ask me what the child's name is today, I won't be able to tell you."
The strong wind outside the house gradually died down, the whistling sound faded away, and the moon peeked out from behind the clouds again.
Wei Dai's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the night when his child was born - the clouds were clear and the moon was bright.
"How about calling her Yueming?" he suddenly said.
Wen Jiajia was surprised: "The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the crows are flying south?"
Wei Dai smiled and said, "No, it has nothing to do with ancient poetry. I just felt that the moon was this bright on the day she was born."
Wen Jiajia repeated it several times in her mouth. Although it was simple, it sounded surprisingly nice when paired with her last name.
Giving birth is really painful, and a mother has to pay much more than a father, so the two of them agreed early on that the child would take her surname.
"Smell the moon, hear the moon..."
Wen Jiajia's eyes lit up, "Then call her Yueming. The child will definitely thank you in the future!"
After all, it is much easier to write your own name.
Wei Dai was also quite excited, and thought about it carefully: "The nickname is Moon?"
Wen Jiajia: "That's fine, at least he's better than Xiao Ming."
She was really worried that Wei Dai would name the child "Xiao Ming".
Hmm, that's a bit of a mouthful.
Wen Jiajia returned to the bed and gently touched the child's soft cheeks with her fingers.
"You have a name now."
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Wen Jiajia felt much more comfortable after the birth of the child. The key was that Mr. Peng was very good at acupuncture. After giving Wen Jiajia a few acupuncture treatments, her stomach felt much more comfortable.
Soon, it was New Year's Eve.
On New Year's Eve, everyone in the family is extremely busy, because this day is not only New Year's Eve, but also the child's full moon.
Wei Dai got up early in the morning to grind tofu, and then went out to buy vegetables.
Wen Jiajia was still asleep in bed. She had no choice but to get up at night to feed her baby. Because of this, her sleep quality dropped significantly. She used to sleep from the time she went to bed until she woke up naturally, but now it was split into several parts.
At first she was still grumpy when she woke up, and after a while she finally gave up and waited every day to be weaned.
It was already half past eight when Wen Jiajia got up that day, and the first thing she did was to touch the baby's diaper.
Well, it’s wet, I need to change it.
Her child is so well behaved, he doesn't cry even when he pees. Wen Jiajia has never raised such a young child and thought all children were like this. Unexpectedly, Teacher Shen and the others all said that their own children would cry loudly whenever they peed when they were young.
For this reason, Wen Jiajia even specially observed her daughter, and was relieved only after she was sure that her daughter was a real child.
I have ground soy milk, so naturally I have soy milk for breakfast. Also, there are the steamed buns I made yesterday, which are still in the cupboard.
When Zhong Huisheng saw her coming out, he said, "The soy milk is cold. Brush your teeth first and I'll heat it up for you."
Wen Jiajia said "Oh" and peeked into the kitchen. The kitchen was full of ingredients.
"Has Wei Dai come back from shopping?" she asked.
Zhong Huisheng: "I came back early. Now I said I have to go to the team."
Wen Jiajia nodded, brushed her teeth and went to eat.
Wenchun and Wenxuan are now in primary school, and have winter and summer vacations. The two sisters felt the benefits of primary school for the first time. They knew that when they were in the Yuhong class, they had to go to school from the beginning of the year to the end of the year!
At this moment, the two were playing next door. They probably heard the noise from the radio and hurried back.
Wen Jiajia asked the two, "What are you doing next door?"
Wen Chun took a sip of soy milk, but stopped drinking it when he found it wasn't sweet enough. He said, "I wanted to play with firecrackers, but I thought my little sister was still asleep, so I decided not to."
Wen Xuan nodded vigorously: "We don't let Xiao Yi play with it either, and Brother Yuan Chao and his friends won't let him either! Brother Yuan Chao and his friends are playing with big firecrackers."
Otherwise, how can we say that the situation is changing? In the past few years, there was absolutely no one in the army who set off firecrackers openly.
This year, the children set off firecrackers, but of course, the adults did not join in the fun. If something happened, you could say that the children were ignorant, but adults cannot.
Hearing the two girls say this, Wen Jiajia rubbed their heads and touched their stomachs: "You had breakfast early, do you want to eat more?"
Wen Chun smiled and said, "No, there will be a lot of food today, I want to save my stomach for other things."
Wen Xuan's eyes lit up, and she gulped down the soy milk, stuffed a fried dough stick into her mouth, and said vaguely: "Aunt, do you have fried chicken today? I dreamed about fried chicken yesterday."
Wen Jiajia said to her: "From now on, you have to swallow what's in your mouth before you speak. It would be bad if you get excited and spray someone."
Then he replied, "You can eat fried chicken if you want, but you have to wait until the evening. You have to marinate it first."
Wen Xuan chewed it quickly for a dozen times and swallowed it, then nodded: "I understand. I will eat less now and save some space for the fried chicken tonight."
Wen Jiajia thought to herself, let’s talk about it if you can hold on until noon.
After dinner, Wen Jiajia also had to help in the kitchen.
The radio was still on, but what she was listening to was not stories but news. Wen Jiajia only knew about those few major events this year, so she needed to listen to more news.
The kitchen is extremely hot at the moment because frying is being done.
There was a whole pot of fried vegetarian balls and fried meatballs, and she even fried a lot of French fries, lotus root strips, and lotus root and eggplant boxes. Wen Xuan sat at the doorstep and ate with her mouth full, having long forgotten the bold words she had said in the morning.
Wen Jiajia teased her, "Do you still want to eat fried chicken?"
She was just asking casually, but who knew Wen Xuan would actually shake her head and say, "I don't want to eat anymore."
Wen Xuan touched her stomach, feeling a little annoyed: "Can I save it for the Lantern Festival? I definitely can't eat it today, oh!"
If it really fried, she would lose money! After all, fried chicken is not delicious the next day.
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"Okay!" I didn't expect that you, Wen Xuan, would get tired of eating too. Fried food is indeed easy to get tired of.
Although there was no fried chicken, Wen Chun and Wen Xuan felt like mice in a rice jar and felt that the kitchen was a paradise at that moment.
Holding French fries in one hand and lotus root strips in the other, dipping them in the ketchup I made yesterday, I felt so happy that I wanted to spin around in place for a few times.
Wen Jiajia was afraid that they would have food stagnation, so she made some tea to help them digest food. Fortunately, the two girls were getting older and knew their limits, and they were afraid of having a sore throat from eating too much, so they didn't dare to eat to the point of being unable to eat as they did before.
Soon, it was night.
Wei Dai came back at seven o'clock, so they started eating the New Year's Eve dinner at seven o'clock.
Wei Dai had to change clothes as soon as he came back, and the first thing he did after changing was to hug his concubine.
"Did our little sister cry today?"
After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's useless to give her a nickname. We all call her Little Sister. Who came up with it?"
Wen Jiajia felt guilty and didn't say anything.
She just called her that casually, and then her aunt followed suit, and then Wen Chun and Wen Xuan started calling her that, and from then on, everyone nearby started calling her little sister.
Every day people call her "your little sister" and so on. After being called that so many times, naturally no one cares about this nickname with special meaning, including Wei Dai.
Wei Dai sighed at this moment: "Alas! Just call me like this, it's just a waste of the nickname I came up with in a flash of inspiration."
Wen Jiajia was speechless and said, "Eat, eat. Today's dishes are richer than in previous years."
When there are new members in the family, we have to celebrate.
When my aunt saw the abundance of ingredients, she used all her cooking skills to prepare several dishes in a row.
For example, there are braised suckling pigeon and poached chicken, eight-treasure winter melon stew with garlic spare ribs, barbecued pork with honey sauce and roasted goose, and one dish, Ah Yi abalone, is particularly attractive.
It was okay for others, but Wen Xuan was really drooling. Wen Jiajia could clearly hear the gurgling sound of her swallowing.
It can be without sweet and sour pork, otherwise it would be more suitable for the occasion.
Wen Jiajia took out some red bayberry wine brewed in the summer. She didn't dare to drink it, but Zhong Huisheng's eyes lit up when he saw it: "I haven't drunk for a long time. I don't know if my alcohol tolerance is still there."
Wen Jiajia poured her a cup: "It doesn't matter if you're not here, you can still practice slowly to get back to the way you are! Auntie, try a sip. This year's brew should be better than last year's, and it should smell more fragrant. If you're not used to it, I have plum wine and osmanthus rice wine in my room."
"Yangmei wine is good. It looks red and is a festive drink during the Chinese New Year." Zhong Huisheng picked up the bowl, took a sip, and then tasted it carefully, praising, "It tastes great! It has the flavor of Yangmei and the flavor of wine."
As he spoke, he picked out two waxberries with clean chopsticks, took a light bite, and his face wrinkled. It was neither bitter nor sour, but the strong smell of alcohol almost made him unable to react.
But after taking another bite, I felt that this stimulating feeling was very good.
Wei Dai was afraid of disturbing his daughter-in-law, so he didn't dare to drink it. Therefore, except for his aunt, everyone drank soy milk.
After raising their glasses and saying "Happy New Year" together, everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating.
Wen Jiajia took a fancy to the braised pigeons, ate two of them, and asked Wei Dai, "Where did you buy the pigeons?"
Wei Dai: "There was a family in the nearby village who was secretly raising them in the mountains. I saw them and they said they would sell me a few and asked me to keep it a secret."
Wen Jiajia couldn't help but sigh that Wei Dai was really lucky in finding ingredients, as he could even find this.
Knowing that the villagers were locals and could secretly raise pigeons in the mountains, they must have known the situation in the nearby mountains. However, Wei Dai was able to discover it. What else could he have done but good luck?
After finishing the dishes, I had a few dumplings and half a bowl of chicken soup and wontons and my stomach was full.
Wen Xiaomei woke up at this moment, her dark eyes rolling around as if she was observing the environment. Her little hands that emerged from the quilt were opening and closing in the air, and no one knew what she was grabbing.
"Uncle-in-law, my little sister is awake!" Wen Chun was the first to notice. He couldn't help but put down the roasted goose leg he was chewing, jumped off the table, and ran to the crib to check on his sister.
Wei Dai hurried over to take a look, and made some strange noises to tease her, which made Wen Xiaomei burst into laughter.
Of course, Wei Dai thought so, but Wen Jiajia said, "How can a one-month-old child know whether something is funny or not? He is just sleeping comfortably at this moment, so it is physiological and he is laughing unconsciously."
Wei Dai was unhappy, as he thought his daughter was a top-notch genius who could be made to laugh at just one month old!
The next day.
The 76th year of the lunar calendar has officially begun.
Wen Jiajia was listening to the news while eating. Somehow it snowed again last night. The sun wasn't out yet, but the green hills in the distance were still a little white.
Wei Dai came into the room with a book in his hand, put it on the table and said, "This is the book you asked Teacher Shen to bring you."
Wen Jiajia took it and was overjoyed: "Wow, it's a rare exercise book." Supplementary books at that time were so scarce that it made people cry. Wen Jiajia never thought that the day would come when she would have to ask people to buy supplementary books for her.
Wei Dai was curious: "Why did you buy this book?"
Wen Jiajia raised her eyebrows and said, "Silly, of course it's to do the questions, otherwise what else can I do?"
Wei Dai was just curious about why they were doing these questions.
Wen Jiajia snorted with pride. As we all know, the peak of most people's brain power is during the days before the college entrance examination. After the exam, after a good night's sleep, the brain will face the problem of formatting. All the knowledge learned in the past few years will be covered with a layer of gauze, as if there is a layer of separation.
When you get to college, it's even worse. Getting a passing score on a test is considered quite impressive.
And then when you graduate from college... you'll go directly to the next level, and you'll be considered a talent if you can remember all kinds of math formulas, accurately pronounce all kinds of Greek letters, distinguish whether light years are a unit of time or a unit of length, and recite the word after abandon.
Anyway, Wen Jiajia can't remember math formulas. Her brain is just like that of an ordinary person. She can't get into Tsinghua or Peking University by cramming for a few months before the exam. She has to prepare early for next year's college entrance examination.
Of course, I can't say this to Wei Daiming.
There is no sign of resuming the college entrance examination yet, and even Teacher Shen feels that Wen Jiajia is just killing time.
The days passed one by one, and after the Lantern Festival, Wen Chun and Wen Xuan would soon go back to school.
Wen Jiajia couldn't help but wonder when she would go back to the hospital to work.
After all, Director Gao had asked Lin Yunfei to tell him more than once that he missed her very much. Also, the weather gradually warmed up in March, and it felt like spring was coming back to the earth, so I didn't have to worry about freezing when riding a bike.
It was a strange day, with thunder in the sky.
Wen Xiaomei was probably frightened by the thunder and burst into the loudest cry since she was born.
This attracted Sister Bao from next door. When she heard the noise, she thought something had happened. After all, this child was well-behaved as everyone in the family home knew. He rarely cried at night.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just thunder." Wen Jiajia hugged her and comforted her.
I thought this little girl had nothing to be afraid of. She didn't cry even when she was woken up by her own fart. It turns out she is afraid of thunder.
Sister Bao came into the room with the freshly made steamed cake, put it on the table and said, "What's wrong, little sister?"
Wen Jiajia said helplessly: "I was frightened by the thunder just now."
Sister Bao let out an "Ouch!", took the child, and gently rocked and patted the child a few times. Unexpectedly, Wen Xiaomei stopped crying and stared at Sister Bao with watery eyes.
Sister Bao smiled and said softly, "All the girls in your family are good-looking. Wen Chun, Wen Xuan and their younger sister are all very good-looking. It shows that your Wen family is very good."
Wen Jiajia couldn't help laughing out loud, she also thought so, the original owner's parents looked good, at least they were tall enough, their heads were not bald, their noses were not collapsed, and their teeth were very white. Even though they didn't brush their teeth every day, not a single tooth was bad, which showed that the genes in this aspect were really excellent.
In contrast, Wei Dai's place is just average.
After coaxing the child back into the crib, Bao looked at the darkening sky outside and said, "This thunder is just like a hole in the sky. It's really loud."
Of course, at that moment Wen Jiajia thought it was an earthquake.
Sister Bao brought the steamed cake, and Wen Jiajia stuffed half a bowl of fish balls into her mouth.
A few days ago, Wei Dai secretly caught some fish in a wild lake. Except for a few boneless ones to eat, she and her aunt made the rest into fish balls.
Few people in the area like to eat fish balls, and even if they wanted to eat them, they had nowhere to buy them, so they spent a lot of effort to make them. Fortunately, the result was pleasing, and the fish balls were really well made.
They made a whole pot of it, some as big as a fist and some as normal size. Because there wasn't enough minced pork, they also made some fish balls, which are fish balls without stuffing. We ate it every day at home, and there is still a small pot of it in the cupboard.
Zhong Huisheng was picking wild vegetables by the lake in the distance. When Wen Jiajia saw her from a distance, she hurried to the door and shouted toward the lake: "Aunt, you're back!"
It was so dark, it was going to rain. And it was too dangerous to be near the water when it was thundering. For someone like Wen Jiajia who had attended class meetings for many years, the "seven don'ts" of thunder were ingrained in their bones.
After several calls, Zhong Huisheng finally heard him, so he picked up the basket and walked home.
Some children were still jumping around outside, so Wen Jiajia rushed them all back home, saying sternly, "Don't you know that you're not allowed to play with tree branches during thunderstorms? And you're playing under the tree. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Wen Jiajia, an adult who always smiles at children, suddenly started to lose her temper. The children were quite scared and most of them listened to her and went home.
There were also a few troublemakers who made faces at Wen Jiajia and shouted "I don't want to listen"
For people like this, Wen Jiajia always goes to Lao Wang.
Lao Wang was a man who could really beat children. He just showed up with a smooth wooden stick in his hand, and the remaining children all ran back home howling in horror.
Wen Jiajia snorted complacently and turned back to the house.
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