Chapter 388 Chapter 389: Life is really hard for women
Yang Chunyan then noticed a large patch of Jerusalem artichokes growing on the slope, some of which had beautiful yellow flowers. "So many, did they all grow on their own?"
Mother Zhou: "That's right! Your third aunt said it was just a small patch before, and I don't know when it grew to this big."
Yang Chunyan: "I wish I had known this earlier. The young Jerusalem artichoke stems can also be boiled and fed to pigs."
"Really? I've never heard of that before."
Yang Chunyan saw her expression, which seemed like she was heartbroken as if she had missed out on several hundred dollars, and said with a smile: "Now I know. Next year we will plant more and carry forward your reputation as a pig-raising expert."
"You're getting more and more talkative." Zhou's mother glared at her in disapproval, "Dig more and take them back to plant around your house."
"Hmm!" Yang Chunyan picked up the hoe and dug up a clump. She saw that it was full of creamy yellow Jerusalem artichokes, which were similar to the asparagus she dug up in the forest farm. "My God, the yield is too good."
"That's right. This thing has a good yield, but it's a bit annoying. As long as there are some roots left in the soil, it will grow again the next year, and other crops won't grow well." Zhou's mother took the hoe and said, "I'll dig it, and you go pick the Jerusalem artichokes."
"Okay." Yang Chunyan pulled over the backpack and picked the Jerusalem artichokes and put them in the basket.
Zhou's mother dug more than a dozen and came to help. "Haili's life is ruined at such a young age. I was planning to wait until she recovered and then find a suitable family in two years to find her a new one."
Yang Chunyan frowned and looked at her after hearing this, "Cousin Haili, do you have any gynecological disease?"
Mother Zhou said angrily, "Your aunt said that Haili worked in the fields during her confinement. She didn't take good care of herself during the confinement period and got sick. Now her uterus falls out whenever she pushes hard."
"There are several old ladies in the village whose condition is worse than hers. They have been living with lumps of flesh between their legs for decades. They can neither die nor get better. They even have difficulty walking."
After hearing this, Yang Chunyan recalled a patient she met in her previous life when she was hospitalized. Her uterus prolapsed severely and would fall out when she sneezed or urinated. She later underwent a hysterectomy.
Doctors say that women who become pregnant too early, marry and give birth too early or give birth too many children, as well as some women who do not pay attention to rest after giving birth, may also suffer from uterine prolapse, which may cause the various ligaments and tissues supporting the uterus to overstretch or tear, and the damaged tissues to fail to repair.
Some women suffer from insufficient qi and blood after childbirth, and feel dizzy after standing for a long time or doing heavy work. They will feel more comfortable when squatting or sitting.
Sitting is better, and squatting for a short period of time will not cause any problems, but if you squat for a long time without any scruples to do things, or do heavy work, it will lead to increased abdominal pressure and there will be a risk of uterine prolapse.
Yang Chunyan said to her, "They have uterine prolapse. If it's serious, go to the hospital and have the uterus removed. But Haili is only 22 or 23 years old. If she wants to have her uterus removed, she will have to give up having children in the future."
For her, it is better to live comfortably with her child than to find another man to serve her.
"Alas!" Zhou's mother sighed, "If she is not cured, she can forget about having children. That piece of flesh falls off at any time. How are we going to live for the next few decades?"
Yang Chunyan thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow Huai'an and I will go to Ning'an and take her to see a doctor. If the condition is not serious, surgery should not be necessary."
"Mom told you this because I wanted you to take her to see a doctor. I'll give her some money first, and she'll make money to pay us back when she gets better." Zhou's mother sighed again, "Women, life is so hard."
Yang Chunyan patted her hands and said, "Don't worry, Sister Haili still has Qiaoling. If there is no suitable one, Qiaoling can still be with you."
Zhou's mother nodded. "This is the only way. When your husband is done with his work, I will ask him to ask Secretary Xu for help and see if he can register their household registration in Funiu..."
Yang Chunyan comforted them, "They just want a household registration, and they don't want the land in the team. It won't affect anyone. Secretary Xu should agree."
"Yeah!" Zhou's mother looked at her with relief, "I feel much more relieved after hearing this from you!"
She thought that her youngest daughter-in-law was more steady and considerate in her words and deeds than the older ones at such a young age.
After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law picked more than a dozen Jerusalem artichokes and filled most of the backpack, Zhou's mother patted the dirt on her hands, picked up the backpack and said, "Let's go back. Come back this afternoon."
Yang Chunyan followed her back, carrying a hoe and a basket. "Grandpa and the old man must have eaten at eldest brother's place at noon. You can just go to my place and eat together."
"There is cold rice at home. I'll bring the Jerusalem artichokes to you and then come back to eat." Zhou's mother smiled and said, "If your mother is not here, we can eat together at the old house."
Yang Chunyan: "These Jerusalem artichokes are not heavy. I can carry them back by myself."
Mother Zhou thought about it and said, "I'll give it to you when we get down the mountain."
When Yang Chunyan got home, her mother had already started preparing lunch. Seeing her coming back with Jerusalem artichokes on her back, she hurried over to take over.
"Oh, these Jerusalem artichokes are pretty good. Wash a few and mix them together for lunch."
Yang Chunyan nodded. "I see the tractor has come back. Did Third Brother bring the things back?"
"I brought back a sewing machine, a radio, needles and thread, meat, rapeseed, and I also bought half a pound of shallots to plant in the vegetable field later."
"I'll go and take a look." Yang Chunyan went to the main room and saw that the sewing machine had been installed and the radio was still in the box.
She touched the sewing machine, thinking about taking some time to cut out the cotton cloth and make some small clothes.
She went back to the kitchen, took a few Jerusalem artichokes, washed them, sliced them, sprinkled some salt and mixed them well.
The originally crispy Jerusalem artichokes became soft after being marinated for a while. Yang Chunyan squeezed out the excess water, mixed it with cooked oil, chili peppers, and soy sauce, and then fried a bowl of sesame seeds and scooped two spoonfuls of them and mixed them in.
She pinched a piece and tasted it. It tasted spicy and crispy. "Delicious, appetizing!"
After seeing this, Yang's mother said, "Eat less food that can cause inflammation. Your child's eyes will be easily affected by inflammation when he is born."
"I put very little in it, because the color of the cooked chili pepper is too red." Yang Chunyan handed her the chopsticks and said, "If you don't believe me, try it."
Mother Yang took a bite and smiled, "It will be more flavorful if you marinate it in the afternoon.
"Yes! Leave half for Huai'an and the others to eat when they come back."
Yang Mukong's potato rice was made with potatoes fried with lard, which tasted soft, glutinous and fragrant. The pickled Jerusalem artichokes were appetizing and refreshing, and went well with the rice. Yang Chunyan ate two large bowls of rice before putting down the bowl.
After dinner, the mother and daughter carried the Jerusalem artichokes to the ditch in front of the house and scrubbed them clean piece by piece with a straw handle.
Zhang Xiuxiang came out of the yard carrying a large basin of dirty clothes, "Chunyan, have you sown the rapeseed?"
Yang Chunyan looked up and said, "It's been scattered. Where's yours?"
Zhang Xiuxiang walked to the ditch and put down the wooden basin. "I spread it this morning. I still have some winter frost seeds left. Do you want them?"
"My mother brought some. Can you take some Jerusalem artichokes home and pickle them?"
(End of this chapter)
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