Jiang Wenwan followed her gaze and looked down at her increasingly full breasts, which became her child's rice bowl.
He coughed lightly and straightened his back.
"Heh, even your husband Lu massaged it for you and it's already there. Don't look at mine, let's go, let's go."
Sister-in-law Song watched her leave with a smile.
Jiang Wenwan went back and told Zhou Yunting the nicknames of the two children.
"Sugar bun, rice ball, both of these nicknames sound nice."
From now on, my daughter's nickname will be Sugar Bun, and my son's nickname will be Rice Ball.
Sugar buns, rice balls!
He even touched his stomach as he spoke.
As if they knew they were being called, the two little babies each bulged out a small bump on either side of Jiang Wenwan's stomach.
Zhou Yunting chuckled upon seeing this and continued shouting:
"Sweet buns, rice balls, sweet buns, rice balls."
The two little ones were also very helpful; as soon as he shouted, they kicked Jiang Wenwan's belly.
Seeing that he was still having a good time, Jiang Wenwan angrily chased him away.
"Hurry up and collect the goose eggs. We haven't collected them for the past two days, so we don't know if they've laid eggs again."
Our goose egg consumption has been a bit high lately.
"I'll go pick it up and keep it for my daughter."
The thought of a sweet, soft little girl makes me really look forward to it.
After Sister Song gave birth, it was Sister Su's turn in November.
Sister-in-law Su has been extremely nervous these past few days, and she doesn't dare to go far, just wandering around at home.
She finally gave birth at the end of November.
Unlike Sister Song, who went from labor to delivery in just two hours.
When Jiang Wenwan asked her for her thoughts, she thought for a moment and said something.
I felt a little pain, and then my water broke and I gave birth very quickly. It just slid out in a flash, and I didn't feel anything.
Now, when it came to Sister Su's turn, she had been in labor for a long time but still hadn't given birth.
Jiang Wenwan and Song's wife, who had just finished her postpartum confinement, were both quite concerned about the situation there.
"Why hasn't it been born yet?"
It's been 5 hours, from 6 a.m. to now 11 a.m.
"Sigh, if this were in our village, pregnant women would still have to work in the fields to earn work points."
I remember when my aunt gave birth to my cousin, her water broke and she ran home, but the baby was born before she even got home.
It fell out of her trouser leg and almost tripped her.
"There's actually something like this?"
Jiang Wenwan was surprised; this was nothing like giving birth, it was like laying an egg.
"Of course, it was summer then, and everyone was wearing very loose clothing."
The trouser legs were so wide that the child fell off one of them before they even reached home, just after leaving the field.
And then there was my second aunt, who was pregnant at the time and was having lunch.
While I was eating, I felt my water break, and as a result, I gave birth to the baby after only a couple of steps after I stood up.
Then the placenta still couldn't be removed. My grandmother used a winnowing basket to catch the baby, and the whole family went to the clinic before they were able to get the placenta off.
That's truly amazing.
"I only gave birth for two hours. If this happened back in my hometown, people would say I'm being delicate."
Jiang Wenwan listened in a daze. She had heard that at that time, many people were born in the fields because they worked in the fields.
But judging from what Sister Song said, this is too fast, isn't it?
As she spoke, Sister Song turned her head and whispered to Jiang Wenwan:
"By the way, you should have your husband, Lao Zhou, take care of these things. Aunt Pig can deliver babies, but don't give her the placenta."
Jiang Wenwan was stunned for a moment. Her first thought was that the placenta was just the human placenta, which could be dried and used as medicine.
Then suddenly another way of dealing with it came to mind, and his expression changed.
"How did you handle this placenta?"
"Find a place, dig a hole, and bury him."
But where I'm from, we also... wash them clean, stew them, and make dumplings.
Jiang Wenwan felt nauseous just listening to it.
She felt even more nauseous, and Zhou Yunting next to her had already started vomiting while leaning against the wall.
"Sister-in-law Song, stop talking."
Zhou Yunting, who was standing nearby, heard her say this and couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the thought of that scene.
Not to mention him, even Jiang Wenwan couldn't bear to imagine that scene.
Anyway, she couldn't eat anymore and couldn't help but shudder.
Oh my god!
"Then mine must be buried too, and absolutely must not be eaten."
Sister Song smiled, holding the little bean bun wrapped in a quilt, and looked in the direction of Sister Su's house.
"Logically speaking, Sister Su usually does a lot of work, so why was it so difficult for her to give birth?"
Jiang Wenwan couldn't explain this, so she could only wait with him until evening.
I just heard from the other side that Sister Su had given birth to a daughter.
"Having a daughter is great, and I'm even thinking of having another daughter next time!"
"Then you'd better hurry!"
Jiang Wenwan's words were quite meaningful, and it was unclear whether Sister Song could understand them.
"No rush, at least we have to wait until my brat is five years old before we talk about it."
"It's good that Su Meizi gave birth safely. It's getting late, I'll head back now."
Sister-in-law Song went back, leaving Jiang Wenwan and Zhou Yunting looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Let's find a place to bury the placenta from now on!"
Hearing her say that, Zhou Yunting nodded repeatedly.
"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll be watching from outside and bury the placenta when the time comes."
Jiang Wenwan breathed a sigh of relief. Eating her own placenta was like eating herself. Help! She couldn't even accept the thought.
I don't want others to eat it either, it feels like others are eating my flesh.
Oh my god!
She really can't empathize.
But since Sister Su has given birth to a daughter, she probably wants to have a son next, right?
She shook her head, deciding to walk around the yard more first, so that she could give birth more easily.
It was mid-December, and Shen Meiling came over early that morning.
“I’ve been counting down the days at home, and your due date is approaching these days.”
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