Chapter 230: Three or Two Things About Production
Lu Dongping took the money and tickets, and asked the school cafeteria to help him make a bowl of white flour dumplings, and put two eggs in it. He filled a lunch box with it and took it to the health center along with the bag that Wen Wan mentioned.
Wen Wan lay in bed for a while, and the pain seemed to ease. The doctor said that she should get up and walk around to speed up the delivery, so she got up and walked back and forth on the bed, enduring the pain.
Lu Dongping came in with something: "How is it? How is it?"
Wen Wan shook her head and said nothing. She was feeling very unwell. The room was relatively cool, but she was still sweating all over, sticky. Her stomach kept aching, and it would drop down intermittently. The pain made her breathless.
Lu Dongping helped her sit down: "I asked the cafeteria to make it fresh. It's very solid and a little hot. You have to cook it slowly."
Wen Wan felt her stomach was empty at this moment and urgently needed to be filled. After eating a bowl of rice, she felt that she didn't feel as uncomfortable as before.
Her appetite had never been so good before. She finished a whole box of noodles and even drank the soup.
After dinner, he lay on the table for a while, then stood up again, holding his stomach and walking around the house with gritted teeth.
She didn't scream from beginning to end, but Lu Dongping knew she was in pain. The hand she was holding on to her wrist was trembling, and she was holding it tighter and tighter.
When Zhang Hongying and Lu Donglin arrived at the commune, Lu Dongping was already outside. He leaned against the wall, dumbfounded. He didn't hear Wen Wan calling from inside; it was completely silent. Zhang Hongying, feeling anxious, asked him, "Dongping, why are you standing here? Where's Wan Wan? What's going on?"
Lu Dongping shook his head: "She hasn't given birth yet." The girl was very stubborn and refused to let him stay inside with her.
Giving birth was a messy experience, and even though this was Wen Wan's first child, she could vaguely tell what was going on. She didn't want Lu Dongping to see her looking so messed up and ugly.
Furthermore, whenever Lu Dongping was around, she lost all energy. The pain intensified, and she wanted to cry and scream, wanting him to comfort her. But this was childbirth, and it wasn't like the pain would go away with just some comforting and the baby would come out on its own. She could only hold her breath, following the doctor's instructions and breathing in and out.
She could no longer move. Her cervix was six fingers dilated, her water had broken, and she could feel the baby's head. She followed the doctor's instructions and lay down on the prepared door panel, with a cloth under her, her lower body naked, and a blanket draped over her.
"Okay, very good. Keep breathing hard. It's okay. It's okay to scream out if it hurts too much now."
Push, Wen Wan no longer knew how to push. She was now soaked, and the tearing pain made her wish she could die right now. She couldn't bear it anymore, even without the doctor's advice. She screamed, and felt her body sink. The hysterical scream frightened Lu Dongping outside and he ran towards the house.
Zhang Hongying grabbed him and said, "Where are you going? You can't go in now!"
Lu Dongping shook off her hand and ran inside. Just as he reached the door, he heard the crying of a child.
Lu Donglin's roar came from behind: "What are you talking about, mother? The one in there is his wife, and the one who gave birth to her is his son, your grandson. How can it be considered bad luck? It's such a long time and you're still being so picky!"
Before Zhang Hongying could open her mouth, she heard the doctor shouting from inside: "Where are the family members? Where are the clothes and blankets that were prepared?"
Seeing Lu Dongping, she smiled and said, "Congratulations, it's a boy, and he's quite strong. I'll give him a bath, coil the umbilical cord, wrap him up, and we can take him home."
Lu Dongping took a quick glance and went straight to the wooden bed that was filled with the smell of blood. He stood by the bed and looked at Wen Wan. Her legs were still naked and exposed. She was covered with a thin blanket he brought with a diaper underneath, which was now soaked with blood.
“Wanwan!”
Lu Dongping had never been so scared in his life. When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and tears rolled down his face.
Wen Wan was in so much pain that her consciousness was a little hazy. She lifted her eyelids for a long time before opening them a crack, and then closed them again. "It's born, is it? I heard the baby crying."
"It's born, it's born, it's already born." Lu Dongping held her hand and took the toilet paper prepared on the side to pad her butt.
The doctor boiled some herbal water to wash the baby, then put some medicine on the coiled umbilical cord and wrapped it in a bag. Only then did Zhang Hongying take the crying baby and wrap him up.
"Look, this one with black hair, this one crying vigorously—"
Zhang Hongying naturally knew that the child was growing well. In the past few months, she had seen Wen Wan's belly not grow much, and she was worried and couldn't sleep all night. Now that the baby was born, and looked so strong and cried so loudly, the heavy stone in her heart fell to the ground.
Lu Dongping called out to the doctor, "Is there any hot water? Please give me some so I can clean her up."
“Yes, yes!”
Zhang Hongying held the child, and the doctor went out to wash his hands first, and then brought in a basin of warm water.
Zhang Hongying, holding the child, leaned over and said, "Dongping, look, this child looks just like you when you were little. Come, hold him. Hold him while I clean him." "Women aren't clean during childbirth, so why would a man come in so early? It's bad luck to get in contact with these things. This is a saying passed down from the older generation, and how could it be wrong? How could these young people not know the taboos?"
Lu Dongping didn't answer: "I don't know how to hold her yet, so you hold her for me first. I'll clean up Wanwan and change her clothes. We have to go back after I'm done. We can't stay in the health center all the time. This place is different from the hospital. It's not easy to stay here all the time."
Wen Wan's birth was relatively smooth, lasting just over two hours from labor to birth. But those two hours were incredibly painful. Falling asleep from exhaustion was a good thing; at least she didn't feel the pain anymore.
Lu Dongping took one look at his torn lower body and didn't dare to look at it again. His hands were shaking while he was wiping it. It felt like the blood would never stop flowing. He wiped it again and again.
"Doctor, doctor, why is she bleeding all the time?"
The doctor couldn't understand his feelings at the moment and came over to take a look. "This blood volume is normal. During childbirth, some blood flowed out with the amniotic fluid and the placenta. There is still blood accumulated in the uterus, which will be discharged gradually later. You must pay attention to personal hygiene. The first pregnancy was very painful, so it will definitely hurt, but you still need to clean it."
Lu Dongping couldn't understand this pain, but since it could wake up a sleeping person, he knew the feeling.
By the time we had packed up, tied up the stretcher and carried the people back, it was already afternoon and the sun was about to set.
Lu Dongping made the bed, carried the person from the sedan chair into the house and put him on the bed.
Wen Wan woke up halfway through the journey, but she didn't want to open her eyes. She was tired and in pain. She walked all the way, crying all the way.
It's uncomfortable to open my eyes now, they're so dry.
Zhang Hongying put the child beside her and called Lu Dongping, "It's still early. Catch the chicken, kill it, and clean it up so she can have some soup tonight."
Lu Dongping responded and went behind the gutter.
There was a rotten bamboo basket lying upside down, and something was gurgling underneath.
Lu Dongping had recently bought five chickens at the county black market. Three roosters and two hens. The hens had laid two eggs two days ago. If it weren't for the prohibition of overfeeding, Zhang Hongying would have been reluctant to kill them. However, Lu Dongping had a purpose for buying them, so her say on whether to kill them or not was not hers.
Lu Dongping caught a hen and bled it quickly.
There was no need to go to work now. Lu Donglin peeked outside the new house, then went out with his backpack to pick grass for the pigs. Zhang Hongying was in the kitchen boiling water to scald the pigs.
Lu Dongping handed the chicken to her and said, "When stewing, put less salt and make it into a plain soup. Don't add other vegetables. Some things cannot be eaten during confinement."
Zhang Hongying glanced at him and said, "I know, I know. I gave birth to three of you, don't I understand as much as you do? Go do what you need to do. If you have nothing else to do, go visit your wife and your son."
Lu Dongping didn't go into the house directly. He added some water to the hot pot and made two poached eggs in it. This time, he added some brown sugar. He had asked about it and was told that after giving birth, you can drink some. This thing promotes blood circulation and will cleanse your body faster.
The child woke up after a short while, probably because he had urinated, and started crying loudly.
Wen Wan tried to coax him, but obviously failed.
Lu Dongping walked quickly into the room and put the bowl on the sewing machine: "Don't move, lie down, I'll do it. Maybe you're hungry or you peed." As he said that, he reached under her buttocks, and sure enough, the diaper was wet.
Even after changing the diaper, he still cried.
Wen Wan asked, "Is he hungry? Do you want to feed him?"
Lu Dongping glanced at her and said, "Is that okay? If it hurts a lot, don't feed him yet. I'll get him something else to feed him."
It certainly hurts, but you can't stop feeding the baby.
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Hongying came in from outside, her hands full of water that smelled of chicken feathers.
"No, you have to feed her, you have to feed her now. The milk can only come out if the baby sucks it. Now is the easiest time to produce milk. If you don't feed her, there will be no milk when you want to feed her in two days. If you don't know how, I will teach you." As she said that, she reached out to Lu Dongping to hold the baby.
Lu Dongping hissed, "Aren't you perming chicken feathers? I know how to do that. Go do your thing."
Zhang Hongying glanced at him, said nothing, and turned to leave.
Lu Dongping noticed that he was unhappy, but he ignored it.
She put the child down, then held Wen Wan and moved her slightly to the side. The child lay in her arms, and when her clothes were lifted up, the little thing instinctively opened its mouth.
There was no milk yet, and Wen Wan gasped in pain from his sucking, and was almost torn in half by his claws.
It hurts so much.
Lu Dongping simply brought him back and placed him at her feet: "No need to feed him. We have malted milk at home. I'll go mix some for him."
He had just suffered so much, and now he has to suffer again after giving birth to this child.
Wen Wan said: "Feed it yourself, it will be more convenient to carry it."
Lu Dongping didn't listen to her and let the child cry loudly. He took the pillow and stuffed it under her: "If you don't care, I will make you some sugared eggs. Drink some while it's hot. I asked the doctor, and now you can gradually add brown sugar. This way your body will be clean faster and you will recover faster." As he said that, he handed the bowl to her and hurried out of the house to find a small spoon in the kitchen. He got a teacup and made a little bit of malted milk to feed it to the child.
It actually worked and the noise stopped immediately.
Lu Dongping finally had time to talk to her: "Don't breastfeed anymore, take good care of yourself. Your uncle's child Chuyi didn't drink mother's milk, but he's still doing well. After you finish your confinement, you have to go back to school in September. You can't go to class with the child on your back. If you suffer for half a day to suck out the milk now, you will have to wean him then, and you will have to suffer all over again."
Wen Wan sipped the medicinal-flavored brown sugar water in her mouth without saying a word.
What Lu Dongping said was not unreasonable. She hadn't considered breastfeeding the child. There was milk powder at home, and she could afford malted milk. Since the child's father said he didn't want to feed the child, then she wouldn't feed him.
It really hurts. It's such a small ball, but I don't know where it gets so much strength from its mouth. It feels like it wants to suck all the human flesh and blood out.
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