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The place where she lives now is too far from where Jiang Ling works. Under normal circumstances, this is fine, but now that she is pregnant, the two-hour commute to and from get off work every day is a bit too hard for her.
Even though Song Guanshu picked her up and dropped her off, it didn't feel tiring for her.
The plan of changing houses was put back on the agenda by Song Guanshu.
You can't count on Jiang Ling's workplace to allocate a house. Even though Song Guanshu had asked people to inquire about buying or renting a house a long time ago, he still hasn't found a suitable one.
After autumn came, Jiang Ling gradually became pregnant.
The company approved her maternity leave application. Jiang Ling knew that Song Guanshu had been worried about housing issues during this period.
"It's okay. I don't have to go to work now, and I don't have to go through the trouble of looking for a house."
“After maternity leave, you still have to go back to work.”
At the end of October, Song Guanshu found a suitable house. Although the other party was not willing to sell it, he signed a three-year rental contract.
Although it's just a rented house, it still needs to be renovated a bit before moving in.
The house is just a two-bedroom apartment, very small in size, and it can't be compared to living in a separate yard.
Song Guanshu hired workers to renovate the house. According to his and Jiang Ling's habits, all the renovations were completed by mid-December, and there was only one month left until her due date.
It is more comfortable to live in a house with central heating in winter. Song Guanshu moved clothes and quilts there bit by bit whenever he had time.
Since we are moving to a new house, Jiang Ling said, why not invite friends to have a meal together in the new house and have some fun together?
Song Guanshu had no objection.
Chen Xiangyang cursed, but of course he had no objection since he didn't have to cook.
His brother was retching all the time, and smelling the fumes was like turning on the retching switch.
Chen Xiangyang is the only one who cooks at home now, and he feels very resentful.
But no matter how deep his resentment was, it was useless and he could only curse a few words in his heart.
The day before, he asked Song Guanshu for the key to the new house, and he went to the vegetable market early to buy vegetables to bring to the new house to cook.
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu did not set out for the new house until after ten in the morning, when the sun was out and it was not too cold outside.
When he arrived downstairs of the new house, Song Guanshu was stopped by a neighbor.
Song Guanshu often came to supervise the work some time ago, and the neighbors all knew him.
Seeing a pregnant woman beside him, knowing that this was his wife, he naturally said, "Xiao Song, is this your wife?"
In the winter in North City, the ground freezes into ice. Afraid that Jiang Ling might fall accidentally, Song Guanshu kept his hand on Jiang Ling's waist.
"My wife Jiang Ling."
"Hey, how many months have you been here? You're about to give birth, right?"
"Nine months."
Jiang Ling's face became whiter, softer and rounder. She was afraid that it would be difficult to give birth later, so she tried her best to control her diet.
"Look at your belly, it's pointed, so it should be a son."
The other party has no ill intentions and may even be kind. Out of her own wishes, she thought that everyone liked sons, and the young couple must also like sons. She said she was pregnant with a son just to make others happy.
Song Guanshu looked at the other person coldly, "It's a daughter, not a son."
The man was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had done a checkup and knew that she was pregnant with a girl, and that she was rubbing salt into the wound, so she comforted him, "It doesn't matter whether you have a boy or a girl, a girl can also hold up half the sky."
After leaving the neighbor's sight, Jiang Ling couldn't help but tease him, "What if you really give birth to a son?"
Song Guanshu pursed his lips and said unhappily, "No, the kids around here all say you're pregnant with a girl. Kids have sharp eyes."
Jiang Ling was speechless. Indeed, all the kids around her said that she was pregnant with a little girl.
But there was a prerequisite. Song Guanshu was holding a candy in his hand. If a child said he was a little sister, he would give her a piece of candy. If she said she was a little brother, he would not give her any candy.
They are just children, not fools. If they can get candy by saying "sister", then of course they have to say she is pregnant with a daughter.
Under the temptation of candy, the children around had a unanimous opinion: it's a little girl! One hundred percent it’s my sister!
Song Guanshu has already moved all his belongings to the new house.
The TV volume is so loud that you can hear it even if you stand outside the door.
Chen Xiangyang was cooking in the kitchen. Song Guanshu felt sick when he smelled the smoke. He had been cooking for the past few months.
The house was well heated. Jiang Ling took off her cotton coat after entering the room, and Song Guanshu hung it on the hanger.
Chen Xiangyang in the kitchen heard the noise and thought it was Zhao Jingxue coming. He poked his head out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in hand, and when he saw it was the two of them, he immediately went back to continue cooking.
Jiang Ling was already at the edge of the kitchen, "What dishes have you prepared? Let me check them."
"Oh, my goodness, please don't come in. The child can't stand the smell of cooking smoke." Chen Xiangyang wanted to push Jiang Ling out, but was afraid of hurting him, so he stamped his feet in anxiety.
"I'm hungry."
She was a big eater to begin with, and she ate even more after she got pregnant. Fortunately, she was not prone to gaining weight, so she didn't gain any weight on her legs and arms, only a little more fat on her face.
"Eat less, we'll have dinner soon. If you eat now, you might not want to eat later. You might get hungry and eat again in the middle of the night."
Jiang Ling relied on her stomach to commit the crime. She said confidently, "It's not me who is hungry, it's her who is hungry."
Chen Xiangyang looked at Song Guanshu angrily, "You should take care of her. Which wife is as greedy as her?"
Song Guanshu defended, "She's pregnant, you should let her go."
Chen Xiangyang was like a desperate housewife, picking up a few fried meatballs angrily, "Eat less, just enough to fill your stomach."
He used to have a good temper and was a nice guy, but after taking care of Jiang Ling for the past few months, he almost suffered from prenatal bipolar disorder.
During her pregnancy, Jiang Ling did not experience any adverse reactions. She was able to eat and drink and was in a good mood. Apart from her enlarged belly and some inconvenience in movement, she was no different from a normal person.
Song Guanshu was suffering from morning sickness. He had no appetite and was always retching.
"Get out now, don't stay in the kitchen smelling anything." Chen Xiangyang said angrily, "I've never seen anyone pregnant like you."
She placed the plate of fried meatballs on the coffee table. Jiang Ling lay down on the sofa, occupying the entire sofa, watching TV and eating fried meatballs.
The doorbell rang, and she kicked Song Guanshu twice, urging him to open the door.
It was Zhao Jingxue who was carrying a gift. Chen Xiangyang invited her.
When a stranger came, Jiang Ling resumed her dignified sitting posture.
"Xiangyang said you were due in half a month, so I asked someone to buy you a few cans of milk powder."
Jiang Ling thanked him with a smile and pushed the meatball in front of her to Zhao Jingxue. "You must be hungry. Try this fried meatball. It's still hot from the pan. It was fried by Chen Xiangyang."
Chen Xiangyang heard his girlfriend coming over, but the food had just been put into the pot and he was busy adding seasoning, so he didn't have time to come out and say hello.
Zhao Jingxue glanced at the kitchen where the sound of spatulas colliding came from. "He must be cooking. I'll go help him."
After a while, the sound of a lock being unlocked was heard at the door. Without a doubt, it was Zhuang Ruonan. She walked in rashly, holding a fan of pork ribs in her hand.
"Why did you buy so many ribs?"
Zhuang Ruonan brought the ribs into the kitchen. "Didn't my sister-in-law say she wanted to eat ribs a few days ago? I passed by the vegetable market and saw someone slaughtering a pig, so I bought some more. Anyway, they won't go bad if they are left outside in the freezer."
After she entered the kitchen, she chopped the ribs into pieces.
When it comes to cutting bones and chopping meat, a 1.9-meter-tall man is not as skillful as her.
The first time he saw Zhuang Ruonan chopping bones, Chen Xiangyang thought her adoptive father's family was a butcher.
While Zhuang Ruonan was chopping bones in the kitchen, there was a knock on the door. Only Tong Wanyue had not arrived yet.
Jiang Ling held her waist and belly, "I'll go open the door."
It was Tong Wanyue. When Jiang Ling was about to reach out to hug her, she dodged for a moment and said, "I feel cold. I just came back from outside and my clothes are dirty."
She was wearing a uniform and had just come from a performance at her unit and came straight here.
The unit organizes performances on special holidays such as New Year’s Day and New Year every year.
It has been a long time since I last saw Tong Wanyue. She touched Jiang Ling's belly and asked, "Is the baby well behaved recently? Has he been bothering you?"
"You didn't make trouble for me. You're very good."
Jiang Ling also told Song Guanshu that this kid's personality should be like his.
Originally, she wanted to ask about Jiang Ling's morning sickness, but when she glanced at Song Guanshu who was retching nearby, Tong Wanyue smiled and said, "It's fine."
After Zhuang Ruonan finished chopping the ribs, she was driven out of the kitchen by Chen Xiangyang. The kitchen was now his exclusive territory and no outsiders were allowed to interfere.
During this period, she gained a lot of weight by taking supplements with Jiang Ling.
It can be said that the family of four eats and drinks well every day, and except for Song Guanshu who has lost weight, everyone else has gained weight.
After Zhuang Ruonan's face gained some weight, her angular face became more soft. Tong Wanyue could see the shadow of the beautiful Hong Kong star who would appear on the screen in the future in her face.
After she came out of the kitchen, she complained to Jiang Ling, "Sister-in-law, look at Chen Xiangyang. I helped him cut ribs, but he kicked me out."
Why don't you complain to your cousin? Because she can still see clearly who has a higher status in this family.
The biggest regret in Zhuang Ruonan's life was that she had never been to school. When Song Guanshu and Jiang Ling heard about it, they arranged for her to go to the primary school attached to the cotton mill to be a senior and junior to Chen Xiangyang.
As a fourth-grade primary school student, Chen Xiangyang temporarily became Zhuang Ruonan's senior.
Hearing that Zhuang Ruonan was Song Guanshu's cousin, Chen Xiangyang offered to help take care of her and would never let his sister be bullied by hooligans.
After seeing Zhuang Ruonan kick the gangster who had teased her against the wall, Chen Xiangyang, realizing that he couldn't do it, no longer dared to say that he would protect Zhuang Ruonan. It's hard to say who would protect whom.
It gets dark early in winter. Before dark, all the meals prepared by Chen Xiangyang are out of the pot and served on the table.
Because there were so many people, the food on the table was even more sumptuous than that during the Chinese New Year.
Jiang Ling used hot water instead of wine to toast everyone.
"Thank you for taking care of us during this period." She raised her glass and touched the wall of Chen Xiangyang's glass.
Chen Xiangyang drank the drink in his cup awkwardly. "It's not that hard for me, actually. I just cook. I have to eat too."
"Thank you, our Aqin, for running errands for me."
Zhuang Ruonan's eyes sparkled, "It's all because of my sister-in-law who takes care of me."
She raised her glass and toasted Zhao Jingxue who was far away from her, "Chen Xiangyang is not in good shape, please worry about him, Comrade Zhao."
Chen Xiangyang's eyes widened and he said that whoever it was was stupid.
But the words that Song Guanshu had said countless times in the past few months rang in his ears. He said, she is pregnant, you should let her be.
She nodded at Tong Wanyue, “Sister Wanyue, let’s not talk too much, it’s all in the wine.”
In fact, their cups were filled with boiled water and drinks, and no one at the table was drinking alcohol.
Because of someone's special situation, he cannot smell the smell of oil smoke, and will gag if he smells cigarettes or alcohol.
"You've been suffering from morning sickness for the past few months. After the baby is born, you will have to continue to take care of us mother and daughter."
Song Guanshu squeezed her hand and said, "Don't drink anymore. If you drink too much, you will have to go to the bathroom."
Tong Wanyue: ...
Jiang Ling finally raised her glass and said, "I hope we can continue to eat and drink together in the future!"
The TV was still playing, but no one was watching it, they just listened to it as background noise.
Jiang Ling turned around and saw Song Guanshu with a gentle smile on his face. He was smiling from the bottom of his heart, not a fake smile.
When she and Song Guanshu first met, they were both single, but now they have relatives and friends.
After dinner, Jiang Ling suggested playing cards, so everyone cleared the table.
When one person from each family came out, Song Guanshu sat behind Jiang Ling, Chen Xiangyang drew cards, and Zhao Jingxue gave him advice.
Jiang Ling has a good hand, and if nothing unexpected happens, she will win.
"I think I'm about to give birth." Jiang Ling looked down at her pants, then looked up at everyone.
For a moment, the room was in chaos.
"It's time to give birth. What should I do?" Chen Xiangyang was in a panic. "Who can deliver the baby? I'll go ask the neighbors if there is any lady who can deliver the baby."
Zhao Jingxue gave him a blow. Who would need a midwife now? Of course they would go to the hospital.
Chen Xiangyang finally reacted, "Yes, we need to go to the hospital."
"We need to go to the hospital immediately."
"Hurry, hurry, hurry."
Tong Wanyue had experience giving birth to two children. She looked at the group of people who didn't know what to do and said, "Where are the delivery bags I asked you to prepare in advance? You can go directly to the hospital with the bags."
The things were all prepared by Song Guanshu, and Zhuang Ruonan knew where they were placed. "What should I do? The things are still in that house!"
No one expected that this child was impatient and thought it would take another half month to be born.
"I'll go get it." Chen Xiangyang put on his coat and went out, followed by Zhao Jingxue who was worried about him.
Zhuang Ruonan's hair had grown a little longer, just reaching her shoulders. No one would mistake her for a boy just by looking at her appearance. She pulled out her hair band and tied her hair up. "I'm strong enough. I'll carry my sister-in-law to the hospital."
Jiang Ling pushed away the cousins who were secretly competing with each other in front of her and said, "I can walk by myself."
Tong Wanyue went to the kitchen to find a lunch box and put two easy-to-eat items from her unfinished dinner into it.
"Giving birth consumes a lot of energy. If Jiang Ling is hungry, let her eat something to fill her stomach."
Song Guanshu and Zhuang Ruonan were like two eunuchs, one on the left and one on the right trying to help Jiang Ling down the stairs.
Jiang Ling felt that the two of them were in the way, so she slowly walked down the stairs, holding onto the wall. "Don't make trouble here. I can go down by myself."
This is the last day of the year. Many units organized cultural performances. The streets were brightly lit and very lively.
When Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu, brother and sister, entered the hospital, they didn't know which unit was setting off the fireworks.
There are usually fewer patients and doctors in the hospital during holidays, so Jiang Ling was able to occupy a four-person ward alone.
She still had some time before giving birth, so after the doctor examined her, he asked her to wait in the ward.
Jiang Ling pulled the nervous brother and sister to lie down at the window of the ward to watch the fireworks. The brilliant fireworks exploded in the air, lighting up the night sky.
At that time, Chen Xiangyang was on his way to the hospital, and Zhao Jingxue, who was sitting on the back of the bicycle, was holding a delivery bag in her arms.
Tong Wanyue did not go to the hospital with them. She was making soup for Jiang Ling at home and would bring it to the hospital tomorrow so that she could have hot soup and hot dishes immediately after giving birth.
From the window of her tiny kitchen, she could see fireworks in the night sky, but they were nothing like the colorful fireworks shows she would see later in life.
But everything is getting better.
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