Chapter 56: Doesn’t your own daughter-in-law feel distressed?

Wang Ziru briefly learned about Zhao Junxia's postpartum condition and took her son straight to the Luo family.

"I don't know what's going on. My girl hasn't had a single sip of her mother's milk from the time she was born yesterday until this morning." Luo Laosi walked in front with a worried look on his face.

"A newborn baby may need to be fed some sugar water..."

Holding Bao'er, I followed Luo Laosi to the main hall and saw that the yard was bustling with activity.

Five or six men were carrying a large piece of wood as thick as a bowl and were putting up the beams.

A piece of red silk cloth was tied in the middle of the wood.

The second son, Zhai Jiahao, was lighting a string of firecrackers at the gate of the yard. Sparks flashed, and the sound of firecrackers popped inside and outside the yard.

"Mom, hold me." Baoer had never seen such a fight.

The little boy was terrified and rushed into his mother's arms.

Wang Ziru quickly picked up the child, held him tightly in her arms, and stood under the eaves waiting for the firecrackers to stop before going out.

Luo Laosi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Your eldest brother is a mason after all, he built his own new house in such a grand way."

In the new house, someone shouted loudly: "Good luck to the new house."

"From now on, the family will live a prosperous life! Happy and healthy! The livestock will thrive..."

"The auspicious house is completed!"

Amid the joyous sound of firecrackers, Liu Xiangqin, like a magician, brought out the steamed glutinous rice from the stove and poured it into a clean wooden basin, "Zhaodi's father! Come over and make glutinous rice cakes!"

This woman actually bought glutinous rice...

In the early 1980s, it was the end of March, when there was a shortage of food, and it was a rare thing to eat glutinous rice in the village.

In the village, raising the beams of a new house is a big event, no less than moving to a new home in later generations.

At this moment, Wang Ziru couldn't help but look up to the eldest couple.

“It seems like they take this housing construction very seriously.”

The dozen or so workers who were helping to put up the beams had apparently already divided the work. Zhai Qingsong stood outside the new house, looking up at the beams with a happy face, and saw that the beams had been placed on top of the new house.

After washing his hands, he picked up the clean shoulder pole and pounded the hot glutinous rice in the wooden basin.

Baoer was held safely by her mother. She blinked her clear eyes and pointed in the direction of her uncle, "Mom, uncle is making rice."

"It's glutinous rice." Wang Ziru said indifferently.

Then they followed Luo Laosi to Luo's house, and the three of them walked on the bumpy road in the village.

I heard that Luo Laosi is already looking forward to better days in the future.

"Alas, seeing your eldest brother building a house, I also want to build a house," Luo Laosi touched his head and forced a smile, "but sister, you can see that even if there are four brothers in our family, they will build a house first."

Wang Ziru was puzzled, "Who said that the eldest brother must build a house before it's your turn as the youngest brother?"

"You don't understand. It's like this in the countryside. If my three brothers didn't build a house, no one in the family would support me, the youngest one, to build one."

"To be polite, you are such a big family, it's time to split up." Wang Ziru held the child and walked breathlessly, "After the separation, you two can earn more money. As long as you have money, it's up to you three to build a house whenever you want. Who can control you?"

Luo Laosi smiled bitterly, "Sister, you don't know our family. None of my three brothers have mentioned dividing the family, so how dare my wife and I take the lead?"

"That's true."

After all, it was someone else's family affair, so Wang Ziru couldn't say anything more.

Save yourself the trouble.

When they arrived at the Luo family, Zhao Junxia's mother-in-law had a sad face after visiting the woman in labor and the baby.

Seeing Wang Ziru was like seeing a living Bodhisattva. Wiping away tears, she said, "Bao'er's mother! What should I do?"

"Don't worry, auntie. I'll go in and see what's going on. Please keep an eye on Bao'er for me."

Wang Ziru walked to the door of Luo Laosi's side room and told Baoer to play outside.

The Luo family also had a few little girls, and when they saw Baoer, they all ran over to play with him.

After watching Baoer follow the little girls out of the main room, Wang Ziru opened the door and entered the side room.

There was a fishy stench in the side room.

Zhao Junxia had an old canvas wrapped around her head. When she saw Wang Ziru, tears suddenly rolled out of her eyes.

"Sister Ziru, you are here..."

"Why are you crying?" Wang Ziru walked to the bed, and with the light from the window, she first lifted the quilt to check on the baby.

Sure enough, the newborn baby wrapped in a thick blanket had a visibly yellow complexion and his eyes also turned a little yellow.

With her many years of experience as a gynecologist in her previous life, it was not difficult for her to judge, "The child has pathological jaundice, it's not a problem, I'll tell you what to do later."

After covering the baby, Wang Ziru looked at Zhao Junxia and said, "Let me help you see what's going on."

Zhao Junxia blushed immediately and nodded, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to Sister Ziru."

"Close the door and light a kerosene lamp."

Hearing Wang Ziru's instructions, Luo Laosi hurried to light the light and then closed the door.

Outside the door, the other three daughters-in-law of the Luo family were curiously peeking in, but with the door closed, they couldn't be seen anymore.

Zhao Junxia's mother-in-law couldn't suppress her curiosity, so she called her eldest daughter-in-law to go into the side room together.

When the quilt covering the woman was lifted, the low-quality toilet paper under her buttocks was completely wet.

Zhao Junxia's mother-in-law stood nearby and frowned when she saw the toilet paper she had just changed in the morning was wet again. "It's wet again?! Who can afford to keep wasting it like this?"

"Auntie." Wang Ziru turned around and glanced at the introverted old woman outside, and her trusted eldest daughter-in-law, "Why would you let your daughter-in-law give birth to a child if you can't bear to give her any toilet paper?"

The old woman looked embarrassed and muttered, "She has too much! Usually, when my daughters-in-law gave birth, they didn't need toilet paper for a few days."

"It's only her second day! Auntie, it's not that I, as a junior, don't give you face. Your daughter-in-law gave birth to a child for your family, so she deserves the most basic treatment. Apart from anything else, she should have some toilet paper."

Hearing Wang Ziru speaking like this to Zhao Junxia, ​​the eldest daughter-in-law beside her quietly tugged at her mother-in-law's sleeve.

The old woman seemed to listen to her eldest daughter-in-law and immediately stopped muttering.

Next to him, Luo Laosi held up a kerosene lamp and said anxiously, "Sister, my mother didn't mean that Junxia used too much toilet paper..."

"She said it so clearly, and you still think it's wrong?"

"That's really not what I meant, sister. You may have misunderstood what my mother meant."

Zhao Junxia, ​​lying on the bed, suddenly turned pale and red in the face. At this time, no one stood up to speak for her.

Only Wang Ziru said a few fair words.

Wang Ziru turned her head away, looking at him with contempt, "This is your wife! Not someone else, and your wife gave birth to your child. She didn't want to leak so much. If you don't feel sorry for her, how can you expect her to give you a son in the future?"

Wang Ziru asked Luo Laosi to bring the toilet paper over, and personally helped to replace it with clean paper, and then took Zhao Junxia's pulse.

Yesterday, she delivered the baby herself.

She was sure that all the amniotic membranes in Zhao Junxia's uterus had slipped out.

Other indicators are relatively stable. Judging from the amount of her ointment, it will take at least ten days to clear up.

"Go to the neighboring village of Huma and get some Chinese medicine. Bring it back and boil it with ginger slices and sugar. Give it to her to drink. She will be cured in ten days at most."

Wang Ziru wrote "Motherwort" on the spot and handed it to Luo Laosi.

"Then what should I do with my girl? Her face seems to be even yellower than last night." As a new father, Luo Laosi already felt the heartache of being a father.

"Go get the medicine first, come back and boil it for the mother to drink, and then you can take care of your child's affairs."

Luo Laosi looked anxious, "Do I have to take medicine too?"

Zhao Junxia's mother-in-law and eldest daughter-in-law also looked curious.

I don’t know what kind of folk method Wang Ziru has.

"No need to take any medicine..." Then, Wang Ziru told Luo Laosi the method to treat jaundice in newborns.

Before Wang Ziru could finish her words, Zhao Junxia's mother-in-law waved her hand and said, "Take the child outside to the yard to bask in the sun? What kind of weird idea is this? She is still in confinement. If she gets caught in the wind, she will get typhoid fever in the future. No, absolutely not."