I didn't get home until after four o'clock.
After dropping Ye Qingling off at home, Feng Ye went to take a look around the workshop.
The workshop was bustling with activity, as a large group of people deftly gutted and cleaned the fish.
Everyone was chatting and laughing as they worked, making quite a racket.
The shrimp I brought back yesterday have all been processed, boiled, and then spread out on a bamboo mat to dry.
But fish are much more troublesome to process. They need to be killed, washed, and marinated before they can be dried. There's still a lot of fish waiting to be processed in the warehouse.
During the day, the sun shines, causing the ice covering the fish to melt more easily and making it spoil faster.
Therefore, the cargo on the Dong Sheng ship was all unloaded in the warehouse to avoid direct sunlight. After killing one basket, another basket was moved out.
Ah-chan is doing this job now. Whenever he sees that someone's basket is almost empty, he immediately moves a new basket over to make sure everyone's hands are constantly moving.
In his spare time, he would huddle up to Ye Qingyu, like a lapdog, constantly talking and making Ye Qingyu laugh.
Feng Ye walked into the workshop and happened to see this scene.
"Simp."
He muttered to himself, but a smile remained on his face.
I don't know what Uncle Ling and Aunt Ling are thinking, they keep dragging their feet and just won't go and propose marriage.
Let alone now, even in another 10 or 20 years, it's still common for people to get married at 18 or 19; there are plenty of them.
Feng Ye shook his head, turned around and went to the warehouse to check how many fish were still waiting to be processed.
The warehouse is piled high with fish waiting to be processed, estimated to be around 20,000 jin (10,000 kg). It will take about an entire night to finish processing them all by tomorrow morning.
He also asked his mother, and got a similar answer.
"Mom, you all go ahead with your work. I'll come back later. I need to go to Secretary Xiao's house."
"We should thank them."
Xiao Chunxiu nodded, then asked, "How were the prenatal checkup results? Are you alright?"
"It's okay, the doctor said everything is normal and the baby is developing very well. We're just waiting for the little one to be born safely."
"Did the doctor say approximately when you will give birth?"
"I said, mid-next month."
Fearing his mother wouldn't understand, Feng Ye added, "That is, around the fifteenth of next month."
"It's only half a month, so we need to prepare in advance."
Xiao Chunxiu turned to a woman beside her and said, "Yuying, you heard that too. You must be home then, or I won't be able to find you."
The woman called Yuying smiled and replied, "Don't worry, you've given me advance notice, so I'll definitely be home."
Feng Ye frowned.
These days, when women in the countryside give birth, they usually do so at home with the help of a midwife. The conditions are simple, and the risks are high.
This Yu Ying is a midwife, also called a midwife. She has delivered many babies and has a lot of experience.
But Feng Ye still felt uneasy. Giving birth in a hospital isn't 100% safe, let alone at home.
I lived for almost sixty years in my previous life and heard too many stories of difficult childbirth.
Therefore, he declined, saying, "Aunt Yuying, I won't trouble you. I will take A-Ling to the county in advance to give birth in the hospital."
Xiao Chunxiu was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Go to the hospital to give birth?"
This was a completely new concept for her; she had never heard of a woman giving birth in a hospital.
"Yes, the hospital is well-equipped and has professional doctors, which can ensure the safety of mothers and babies to the greatest extent."
Feng Ye said firmly, "A Ling and the child are both important; I can't take the risk."
"Are you saying I'm unprofessional?"
Aunt Yuying's smile froze, and her tone became very displeased, "Go and find out how many babies I've delivered on the island, and whether anything has ever happened to me."
"Aunt Yuying, that's not what I meant."
Feng Ye hurriedly explained, "Giving birth is like a woman walking through the gates of hell; no risk can be ignored."
While you have extensive experience in delivering babies, you are not a doctor and do not have professional equipment at home.
If something goes wrong, there won't be any remedial measures. I can't let Aling and the child take that risk.
Aunt Yuying's expression softened slightly: "But the county hospital is far away, and it's inconvenient to travel back and forth. Besides, this is A-Ling's second pregnancy, and she's in good health, so giving birth at home shouldn't be a problem."
"Even the best foundation can't withstand an accident; safety is the most important thing."
Feng Ye shook his head, "Lu Chaoxian's wife from Lujia Village had already given birth to three children, and she still died, didn't she? And Lin Sanjia's wife from Honglin Village also died in an accident during her second childbirth. Our village..."
The more Aunt Yuying listened, the uglier her face became.
Although she didn't deliver these babies, they were in the same industry, so she couldn't help feeling a bit uncomfortable and like she'd been slapped in the face.
"Stop talking."
Seeing this, Xiao Chunxiu quickly interrupted Feng Ye to continue, trying to smooth things over, saying, "Ah Ye was only thinking of Ah Ling and the child. His words were a bit harsh, but they weren't directed at anyone. Yu Ying, don't take it to heart."
Aunt Yuying's expression softened when she heard Xiao Chunxiu's words. She forced a smile and said, "Alright, since you've all decided, I have nothing to say. I hope everything goes smoothly for Aling."
Xiao Chunxiu glared at Feng Ye: "Alright, you go away too, don't get in my way, I hate seeing you."
"Let's go then."
Feng Ye muttered to himself as he walked out of the workshop.
When he got home, he took a basket and filled it with two packs of imported cigarettes, a bottle of Maotai, and some snacks he had brought back.
This is to be sent to Secretary Xiao.
Another purpose of my trip to the county today was to buy some pastries as gifts.
However, Qin Aijun packed a lot of things, which saved him some money.
This bottle of Maotai wasn't bought; it was a gift from Nie Shiqian before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
This is a perfect opportunity to offer flowers to the Buddha.
"I'm going to Secretary Xiao's house, and I'll call your parents while I'm there to let them know."
After telling Ye Qingling what was going on, Feng Ye left home and headed towards Secretary Xiao's house.
Throughout the journey, he kept thinking about having a baby, and felt more and more that going to the hospital was the right choice.
Giving birth at home is simply too risky.
Having experienced everything in his previous life, he knew all too well the fragility of life and the unpredictability of accidents, and he couldn't let his wife and children take such a risk.
He had already planned that after he returned from fishing, he would take Ye Qingling to the county the next day and have her stay at the hospital while he waited.
It's better to spend a little more money than to rush to the hospital at the last minute when you're about to give birth.
Baishi Island is too far from the county seat, so we must make preparations in advance.
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