Even simple things made me laugh.
"Ha, so our little rascal was actually praised? And he's even a good role model?"
"You're the one who said that,"
Mingzhu was both amused and exasperated.
"You're her own mother, her own daughter. How can you doubt her with that tone?"
"I'd like to think of it in a positive light, you see,"
The little one on the kang rolled over, his little bottom sticking up, his belly on the pillow, his little head already under the kang table, and his two little feet somehow tucked under his belly.
At first glance, it looks as if the child, while sitting cross-legged, leans forward and then crawls under the table.
The closed loop is incredibly tight.
"this,"
Mingzhu couldn't help herself either, and in the process of speaking, she lost her focus.
"When did this child crawl in there?"
He easily and skillfully grabbed the legs and pulled them outwards.
"Ever since she could roll over, crawl, and sit, she's been doing a lot of little things. If you don't pay attention, you won't know what she's doing."
I gently placed her on the pillow, then casually shook my arms. I have to admit, raising a child too well isn't good either; it's exhausting.
“There used to be a cabinet on the kang (heated brick bed) where we would put our underwear and other odds and ends, and stacks of quilts on top of it, do you remember?”
"Ah, yes, I think I didn't see it when I came last month. I thought you moved it because there was too little space on the kang, didn't you?"
Simplicity carries a hint of helplessness.
"Look at my kang (heated brick bed), isn't it small?"
It was this little brat who, one time, somehow managed to crawl into that closet. There were only a few soft clothes in there, and she moved around freely inside. As long as she didn't make a sound, we really wouldn't have noticed.
We were terrified. We searched the house inside and out, moved all the cabinets on the floor, and even turned upside down the mouse holes in the corners. We were about to call for help when we finally found her. She must have bumped into something while she was inside, and we heard a noise that led us to her.
Mingzhu paused for a moment, then slowly smiled.
"That's something a naughty kid would do. But it's normal for my little rascal. But Yan Yan is still a bit too young, isn't she? A child under one year old already has so much energy. Your house won't be quiet from now on."
"Right, right, now you understand how I feel, don't you?"
Huizhou was a naughty child when he was young, so Mingzhu understands the helplessness of having a naughty child at home, and she has much more experience than Jian Dan.
Raising children is tiring, and there are definitely times when you're so angry you feel like you could die.
However, the feeling of watching a child grow up little by little can be described as a sense of accomplishment, or more precisely, the growth of adults while raising children. Moreover, every surprise, discovery, anger, relief, crying, quarreling, rebellion, and even physical punishment in the process may not seem like much now, but when the child grows up, even though Huizhou is only a few years old now and his childhood was just a few years ago, Mingzhu feels very fulfilled whenever she thinks about it.
"Go ahead and raise them. Think of it as an investment and savings plan. You'll find plenty of surprises from your child in the future."
"So, you weren't satisfied with this surprise, that's why you're thinking of having another one?"
He simply glanced at her belly and tried to make her laugh.
"If you go by your due date, you'll give birth right before winter break, a perfect transition! But after winter break, the baby will only be a little over two months old. How will you go back to work then? Can you carry the baby to work?"
Mingzhu got married not long after she went to the countryside, and she never actually worked. But since she had that background, she adapted to being a teacher quite quickly. However, the disadvantage of not having her parents around became apparent at this time. The child was too young and needed an adult to look after him.
However, it was clear that the couple had already considered this issue.
"Dongfang has already discussed it with an auntie in the neighborhood and asked her to help keep an eye on things. It was Director Wei Kangzhan who introduced them to us, so we feel more at ease, right?"
"Sigh, I'm doing alright, but Ya Jun is probably the one who's really worried. Her little darling can't be left alone these days. She's taking her to kindergarten with her, and the child got sick several times last semester. I think if this keeps up, she won't be able to concentrate on her work at all."
"oh,"
She nodded simply, understanding. The little girl's health wasn't good, and she wasn't as lively as other children her age. She was quiet and reserved; she was young, but she didn't cry or fuss, so Tanya could take her to work without any problem. However…
Is that child still so weak?
During their casual conversation, Mingzhu, who was already close to Mingzhu, had no reservations or secrets.
"Yes, Yan'er's health is not good. It's already a miracle that this child was born and survived."
After you left, Sister Yajun and her husband really raised her as their own child. They gave her all the milk powder, brown sugar, and millet that you left behind. But her foundation wasn't good, and life was already difficult. She hadn't given birth and didn't have breast milk, so she could only get nutrition from the few bites she ate. I mean, how many bites could a child eat in total?
That winter right after you left, the child was only a few months old when he had a fever several times. The couple were really distressed, and no matter whether it was day or night, they would go to Old Chen for help. Old Chen had no choice but to take him to the commune. Lin Dongfang went with them several times.
"Oh right, my second aunt knows too. She's been the one who treated him several times, and she even gave him half a pound of brown sugar coupons and half a bag of milk powder."
"Why is his fate so unfortunate?"
"yes,"
Mingzhu leaned back and sighed.
"Thunder strikes the truly filial son, wealth begets the ruthless."
A hemp rope always breaks at its thinnest point, and misfortune always finds those with a hard life.
Life only bullies the poor, while Buddhism only saves the rich.
There's a reason why this saying has been passed down as a proverb.
This society is still quite cruel to ordinary people.
That's true. While I can't fully empathize, I agree.
"That day I said that Sister Yajun had finally gotten out of the mire, but it turns out that it was all just a superficial phenomenon."
Why didn't you tell me? I might not be able to help with other things, but at least I could have made some food for the child so they would eat a little more.
“Do you think I don’t want to? My in-laws in Beijing sent me things for the child, and I sent them back. They accepted them three times, and then they stopped. Sister Ya Jun’s point is that since they are willing to take the child in, they will definitely treat the child as their own and do their best to be good to the child. They can’t expect us to keep helping them.”
"Sigh! She's still a strong-willed woman."
"Yes, so whatever the reason, she said that, and I can't just insist on giving it to her, as if I don't trust her. If it happens too often, she'll definitely feel uncomfortable. I only eat a little with the kids when she comes over for a visit. But those few bites really don't make much difference."
"Well, I don't know how to advise against it."
Simple isn't exactly a very enthusiastic person, let alone someone who would put others in a difficult position.
"I didn't ask you to persuade me."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
