Chapter 263
In the cooler evening, she went for a walk. Her first and primary source of knowledge about childbirth came from the novel "Camel Xiangzi." Poor women, often lacking food and clothing, toiled the day before giving birth, resulting in malnutrition and fatigue. The child grew small, making birth easier. Huniu, having some money, overfed herself during her pregnancy, leaving her with little household chores. She felt heavy and lazy, so after a full meal, she would cradled her large belly and remain motionless. Consequently, she died tragically in childbirth.
She was very young at the time and felt terrible despair when she read it.
So after her belly got bigger, even if she didn't want to go out anymore, she would still go out for a walk every day. She didn't have to worry about food, even though she couldn't eat much, but she did her best to eat so that the baby wouldn't be malnourished.
When she needed the guidance of an older woman the most, her mother passed away when she was sixteen. She then grew up alone and ignorantly, and was deceived by a group of beasts, leaving her with a lifetime of pain.
She was not even aware of her first pregnancy. During her second pregnancy, she could only learn from novels and technical books, without any older women around to help her.
In reality, her life was filled with circumstances that forced her to grow up against her will. She was still a child, but she lost all her family and was forced to learn to grow up; she had never been in love, had never experienced the taste of love and the intimacy that followed, and yet she was forced to be trampled upon and then become a charming and seductive woman, making love with men in bed.
This requires her to be unaware of the terrible viciousness of human beings, leaving behind a lifelong suffering of inferiority and nightmares; it also requires her to be unaware of what it means to fall in love, and unable to distinguish between carnal desire and romantic desire.
After walking for a while and feeling a light sweat on her body, she sat down by the river to look at the lotus flowers. The little yellow dog also appeared and put its head on her lap.
At this time, a young couple passed by. The woman was also pregnant. As they passed by, the woman said coquettishly, "My shoelaces are untied."
Her husband quickly bent down to tie her shoelaces.
The woman smiled and said, "It's time to wash my hair. You have to wash my hair when you get back."
"Okay~" her husband said lovingly.
Then she said, "Mom said that if you go out by yourself in a car, you must not sit in the back. It's better to stand. The back is too bumpy and you can't do it at this age."
"It's not that serious, you really are."
"It's not serious at all. You can't be so careless. You are two people now..."
They talked and laughed until they gradually walked away and their voices could no longer be heard.
Wang Jiazhi looked at their backs, feeling heartbroken, and said, "It's time to wash my hair!"
The little yellow dog whimpered softly, but it could not comfort her.
After she came back home and took a shower, the older sister from the second floor came to help clean up and brought her the washed clothes.
The older woman said she was not feeling well and couldn't handle it alone, so she offered to help. Actually, the older woman had also offered to help, and the price was very cheap.
"I know you think she's too old and you're worried she might be involved. I'm still okay, so don't worry if you want me to come."
She agreed to ask her for help. It seemed that the elder sister was competing with the aunt for business, and the two of them lived on the same floor and had a quarrel.
"You should change the bathtub. This one is too high. What if you fall? And you're alone."
Wang Jiazhi shook her head and said, "This is very good."
"That kind can also be used for bathing, but it's shallower, so it's better to be more cautious."
"It's okay."
The elder sister wanted to say something, but seeing that she was so determined, she didn't know what to say.
After her elder sister packed up and left, Wang Jiazhi changed her clothes, with her frizzy hair, and sat at the table to read the book about childbirth, trying hard to learn how to give birth.
Wang Jiazhi has been a diligent student since she was young, and her note-taking is incredibly hardworking. She embodies the typical academic style. She is academic in her studies, and also in other matters.
After she joined Kuang Yumin's project, while everyone else was still having fun, she diligently studied books like "Major Assassination Cases in China and Abroad" and "A History of Spies in Ancient and Modern Times." She even reread the biographies of assassins in "Records of the Grand Historian." She'd always been a master of both official and unofficial history, and she also read every relevant novel and film she could find.
After the plan was restarted and she met Old Wu and the others, she worked hard to learn the basics of espionage, knowing that the experience she gained from that painful humiliation was minimal. She was once again a mixture of official and unofficial history.
Study relevant novels and movies diligently and take notes carefully.
For example, in "Jin Ping Mei," Pan Jinlian deliberately throws herself into Ximen Qing's arms, then rubs the petals of the flower in her hand and scatters them all over him, then runs away for him to chase. For example, in the episode where Li Ping'er falls in love with Ximen Qing, she talks about how her ex-husband, Hua Zixu, could never compare to Ximen Qing, and even if he could, he wouldn't be so obsessed with him. He is her panacea, he is above the thirty-third heaven, and other men are below the ninety-ninth earth. For example, Wang Liu'er gives her melon seeds, love letters, and a heart-shaped knot made from her hair (she didn't use this trick, but he did later). Or, if a man is smoking, you light your own cigarette with his, indirectly kissing him. Or, if a man asks you to eat something, but you refuse, and then you happily eat his saliva after he takes a bite...
And so on...
Wang Jiazhi had only dated him once, and she didn't know whether he preferred pure love or pure desire, so she took notes on these two categories for easier memorization.
Then there's the official history. She stayed up late reading magazines and books about relationships, asking how a couple should get along, how to keep her husband interested and not bored, how to heighten the excitement during foreplay, how to make the other person more...
At that time, Wang Jiazhi wondered, "Isn't the honey trap a crucial element of the Thirty-Six Stratagems? It's been used countless times throughout history, both in China and abroad." Since spies have specialized training books, there should be books on the honey trap as well. There are also movies about it, showing how to seduce men. Could they provide a ready-made tutorial so she wouldn't have to work so hard?
Wang Jiazhi truly found some forms of flirting disgusting. Even as a young girl, she had always considered such so-called flirtatiousness artificial. From the beginning, she had always believed in love. She believed that true love was infatuated at first sight, like when Jia Baoyu first met Lin Daiyu. Although it was their first meeting, it felt like they had known each other for years. Even without words, they knew each other's feelings. Even without such romantic rapport, true love was genuine and sincere, coming from the heart, not disgusting, contrived playful flirting.
For example, the woman says her heart is an apartment, and the man says he doesn't rent it out, but prefers living in a large, stand-alone house and doesn't like sharing. The woman asks him to tear it down and rebuild it. Another example is when someone is invited over, and when they show up, he tells them he's not there and asks them to leave. He says he didn't want them to leave in the first place, but now that he's here, he's forcing them to leave. And so on.
But later she realized that she was just playing around with him, so how did it become a real love affair?
Many things really came true. When she first met him, he was not as vicious as she had imagined. What she experienced with him later was always different from what she had imagined.
She had originally intended to pretend to be the kind of wanton, hypocritical, and flirtatious young woman she hated. However, from the very beginning, he hadn't given her that opportunity. The first time, she had only wanted to take off her stockings for foreplay, but she hadn't expected him to do that before she'd even unbuttoned a button.
Later, I prepared some jokes to disgust her, but before I could even say a word, I never had the chance to say them again.
He was not the kind of person she imagined who liked to flirt hypocritically with women. Perhaps he hated that kind of affectation as much as she did, or perhaps he simply did not have the energy or time for it.
From the beginning, he hadn't played those tricks with her, nor had he given her the opportunity to do so. He treated her as he pleased, and she treated him as he pleased. And all the theoretical work she'd diligently put into it before then was completely for nothing. After just one or two times together, she'd completely forgotten all the knowledge she'd spent her late nights studying and poring over.
From the very beginning, they were not hypocritical or pretentious. Instead, they were sincere to each other from the beginning, and then things developed in a direction that was beyond their control.
When I was young, I thought the protagonist of the book, "Archaebol War," was ridiculous. Later, after reading about it, I realized that Zhao Kuo likely had his own reasons for fighting. It wasn't that he had to fight, but perhaps he had no choice. At the time, I felt only sympathy and shock. But after experiencing what he brought her, "something different than I'd imagined," she truly empathized.
He worked hard to study theoretical knowledge but had no chance to put it into practice. After actually putting it into practice, he found that all his previous efforts were in vain. That was not his fault.
Only she knew about her notebook. Before going on a mission, she secretly burned it. If someone saw this kind of thing, she would not be able to face anyone.
Wang Jiazhi looked at the night sky outside the window and sighed.
Other people have people accompanying them during pregnancy, caring for them, and washing their hair. But I was all alone waiting to give birth.
Of course, she could console herself with the fact that it wasn't uncommon for a woman to have a considerate husband who pampered her during her pregnancy. Many husbands, even when pregnant, showed no concern, instead complaining that they were being coquettish and pretentious. Even those from impoverished families had to work hard even with a large belly, and endure the wrath of their husbands and mothers-in-law.
It was already very good for her to have food, drink and someone to serve her.
But Wang Jiazhi thought that her situation was not the same as those women.
If he were with her, he would definitely wash her hair.
With her frizzy hair, she looked out the window at the miserable crescent moon in the night sky, tears in her eyes, and she actually wanted to cry.
The kitten jumped onto the table and rubbed its head against her in a coquettish manner.
She still remembered a time in her past life when she'd cried her heart out. He comforted her and she'd calmed down, her curly hair nestled in his arms, and he'd run his hands through her hair, caressing it. It felt so comfortable and soothing, and it was a great sleep aid.
He suddenly said, "It's time to wash your hair."
She raised her head and said, "No, I just washed my hair yesterday."
“Greasy.”
"That's hair oil. Your hair is greasy too, so that's hair oil too."
They went to take a bath together. He washed her hair, which was very thick and even more matte with the lather.
"It's like washing a curly-haired cat. Its fur is so thick."
She moaned and leaned back against him, making him covered in foam.
Then she went to the back to wash his hair. He insisted that his chest was itchy because of the foam. She stretched out both hands with foam on them for him to scratch, and rubbed more foam on his body.
"Better?"
"No, a little further."
"Here?" She moved her arm forward a little further.
"A little further." She moved forward.
She playfully thought she was rubbing bubbles on him, but later realized that when he said that, he wanted her to press her private parts closer to his back.
"You're annoying!"
Wang Jiazhi leaned her head back in her chair and thought it was normal.
At four o'clock in the middle of the night, the confidant was summoned into the small dark room and saw him leaning against the pillow, his face pale and haggard, with sweat all over his head.
"Minister, what's wrong?" Seeing him like this, her voice trembled a little.
Lao Yi asked him to pour hot water and then asked the kitchen to boil some Chinese medicine for him to drink.
The confidant saw a bottle of heartache medicine on the bedside, which meant that Western medicine was no longer effective.
He usually poured water while saying, "Minister... or else call a doctor to take a look..."
He shook his head weakly and painfully.
After tossing and turning all night without any sleep, the pain in my chest finally felt better by dawn, but I couldn't sleep either, so I packed up and went out to work.
When asked about what happened last night, the confidant said, "I didn't go to bed until late last night. I had a heart attack and couldn't sleep all night."
Wang Jiazhi cried sadly because she was pregnant and had no one to accompany her. As she cried, she thought of who he was fooling around with again. As she cried, she wondered how he could forget her completely. She was so sad and worried that she couldn't sleep all night and fell into a drowsy sleep at dawn.
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