Chapter 44

It’s not that there were no birth control measures in this era, but very few people used them.

This was under the premise that Mother Deng strongly advocated.

The main reason was that people at that time had no knowledge of birth control. It was considered natural for a man and a woman to get married and have children one after another.

Who doesn’t have four or five children? And all of them died.

But after giving birth to Yan Xiang, Qiao Weiwei didn’t want to have another child. When she was in the hospital, she asked the doctor if there was any way not to have children. The doctor popularized this contraceptive tool.

This thing had to be applied for at the unit. She endured the shame and asked Yan Lei to apply for this thing at the health department of the army. They

had a quarrel at that time, and then the couple had a cold war, but in the end Yan Lei compromised.

Qiao Wei was very grateful to Qiao Weiwei.

Indeed, during these days of traveling through time, she and Yan Lei were getting along well, but not to the point where she wanted to have a child with this man.

Using this crudely made tool, Yan Lei's experience would certainly be greatly reduced, but Qiao Wei could avoid the pain of pregnancy and childbirth, and thus enjoy the happiness between men and women to her heart's content.

Qiao Wei gasped and clung to Yan Lei's shoulders tightly.

Yan Lei had been in the dark for a long time and did not dare to move immediately. The rapid breathing of the two people was particularly clear in the dim light.

The light in the study was not turned off, and the gap in the curtains cast a vertical light spot on the wall.

Qiao Wei looked up at the light spot.

It seemed like the embodiment of time.

She crossed time, years, and even the dimension of the world, and merged with a man from a different era.

She retracted her gaze and looked at Yan Lei.

Yan Lei was also looking at her.

After a long time, their lips touched lightly, which was like opening a gate and causing a storm.

At this time, the country's army was still millet and rifles.

Qiao Wei couldn't imagine how brave Yan Lei had to be on the battlefield to become a regiment leader at this age.

Every time a man's explosive power makes you think he is sprinting, but there is always a next time.

Unfortunately, Yan Lei, who has such a strong waist strength, seems to... only know a missionary.

Qiao Wei: "..."

No one can stand staying in the same posture for too long, not even a skeleton.

But you can't just tell Yan Lei what to do. You have to remember that your position is still in the Novice Village, just like him.

Qiao Wei bit her lip and moaned twice.

Yan Lei stopped: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Wei said: "My joints hurt."

Then, she poked the base of her legs with her fingers.

Yan Lei hesitated: "Then..."

Qiao Wei said: "Lift my legs. I feel like I'm going to cramp."

Yan Lei did as she was told and asked with concern: "Are you feeling better?"

"Better. Just hold it like this. It hurts when you put it down." Qiao Wei said.

Then... Yan Lei hesitated again.

Fortunately, Qiao Wei said: "You continue." Yan Lei

breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to put Qiao Wei's legs down, for fear that she would feel pain.

That's it.

But as soon as Yan Lei continued, he immediately discovered something wonderful.

He couldn't explain it.

He didn't dare let her find out.

With each breath, his breathing became heavier.

Qiao Wei moaned again: "My waist hurts."

Yan Lei asked hurriedly: "What should I do?"

Qiao Wei said: "I've been lying down for too long. Let me turn to my side."

Yan Lei held her and let her slowly turn to her side.

Qiao Wei let out a sigh of relief, as if her waist didn't hurt so much anymore: "You continue."

It's wonderful.

Yan Lei could appreciate the beauty of it more and more.

This was really an accident, he thought.

It turns out that it can be done this way.

After changing it twice in a row, he realized the beauty. Men's natural instincts are no longer suppressed.

"Otherwise, I see you're tired lying on your side, why don't you lie on your stomach?" Yan Lei tried calmly.

Oh, you have a strong ability to learn by yourself.

Qiao Wei said in a fake way: "What are you going to do?"

Yan Lei said: "I'm fine, I can do anything. Just don't have a sore back."

Qiao Wei buried her face in the bran pillow: "Hmm!"

This wave of three consecutive unlocks, Yan Lei seemed to have discovered a new world.

Later, he didn't remember how he went from lying on his stomach to kneeling.

Until he lay down, he had a feeling of unreality.

What did you do?

Is this okay? Right? Okay?

She's not angry, right?

Too rude!

Yan Lei even began to feel ashamed after realizing it.

Ashamed, but still unsatisfied.

Qiao Wei was so tired that she lay on his chest and complained: "The kang is too hard and my knees hurt."

She didn't seem angry because of that.

Will it be okay from now on?

Yan Lei's shame and anxiety were swept away, and he was refreshed. He gently hugged her back and said, "Go back and lay another layer."

Although her knees hurt a little, Qiao Wei was very satisfied tonight, and she was exhausted. She muttered a few words, and she was already confused.

Yan Lei gently laid her down, quietly got up, and came to the yard.

That contraceptive thing is very troublesome and must be cleaned in time. Wash and dry it, and before putting it into the carton, twist the powder in the box and rub it inside and out to make it even. Otherwise the rubber will stick together, which is very troublesome.

Yan Lei tiptoed back into the room, fixed it, and then carefully put it into the closet. He

would use it again tomorrow.

But after he lay down again, he had trouble falling asleep. He

turned his head to look at Qiao Wei. All the lights were off, and only their outlines could be vaguely seen in the darkness.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on her shoulder, gently stroking her arm.

Qiao Wei muttered vaguely, "Sleep..." and then

there was no sound.

The morning light on Tuesday was really bright.

Yan Lei walked out of the room early in the morning, feeling the light golden sunlight hitting his face very comfortable.

He fastened his windbreaker, took off his hat from the hook under the eaves and put it on, and saw the three cushions on Qiao Wei's sunbed.

He promised to get her some hay, and he couldn't forget it.

But he took another look at the three cushions, straightened his hat, went over to put it back on, looked at it with satisfaction, and then went out in high spirits.

Qiao Wei had consumed too much energy yesterday, and got up later than Yan Xiang today.

When she came out of the house yawning and pounding her waist, Yan Xiang had already started digging the pit.

For a child, this sand pit is a grand project in his life. He was full of fighting spirit.

It was really too late to get up today. Qiao Wei looked at the time and estimated that the canteen in the compound should be closed by now. Feeling a little guilty, she asked Yan Xiang, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Xiang smiled and said, "I'm eating some biscuits."

Qiao Wei had heard from her mother before that when people of their generation were young, they were not allowed to open any delicious food at home without their parents' consent. Because it was very likely that the food was not for their family, but was to be given as gifts.

So after she bought some biscuits and got home yesterday, she opened them and asked Yan Xiang to see which cabinet she put them in. She told him, "It's here, it's already been opened, take it if you want to eat it."

"The biscuits are bought for the family."

"But you are not allowed to eat too much at one time, and you are not allowed to eat it when it's almost time to eat, so as not to affect the meal."

Yan Xiang agreed happily.

Fortunately, I told Yan Xiang this yesterday. Today, she didn't get up, and Yan Xiang knew to go get some biscuits to eat, so she wasn't hungry.

Qiao Wei made a fried egg soup. To ensure that the children get at least one nutritious egg every day.

She was willing to pour sesame oil, and Yan Xiang could smell the fragrance in the sand pit: "Wow~"

Qiao Wei drank quickly and finished first. She slid over and found that Yan Xiang had drawn a few crooked lines in the sand pit she had circled.

Although it was not particularly uniform, it still roughly divided the sand pit into several fairly uniform pieces.

One of them was the part dug yesterday.

Qiao Wei stared at it for a while, then turned around and called, "Xiangxiang, come here."

Yan Xiang had just bitten the egg yolk, and quickly sucked it up in two mouthfuls. She wiped her mouth and came over: "I'm here."

Qiao Wei pointed to the line of the sand pit and asked, "What does this mean?"

Is it what she thought?

Sure enough, Yan Xiang pointed to the sand pit and said, "This piece was dug yesterday. Put them like this, like this, and like this again, so that each piece is about the same size. I will dig one piece a day."

"Mom." The child raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "I counted, I have to dig five more pieces, one piece a day, and I can finish digging in five days."

Qiao Wei: "..."

No, how old are you?

How can you do things so organized and planned?

Qiao Wei searched her memory. Originally, the teacher taught Yan Xiang from grade 1 to grade 10, but that was it. There was nothing more. After all, the child was still young. At

this age, he was in the kindergarten. Their main learning content was to dress themselves, button their clothes, take off their pants to pee, and then pull up their pants by themselves.

But I always felt that Yan Xiang... was more than that.

There was a daycare center in the compound that combined a nursery and a kindergarten, which took care of the children.

Even the youngest children, even those who were only a few months old, could be sent there.

This was a purely internal institution, so the teachers inside were all military dependents of the compound, and they also helped to find jobs for some of their families. Because there were so many family members of cadres placed there, there was even a time when there were more "teachers" than children.

Fortunately, everyone was able to have children, and soon the number of children caught up.

The original owner had visited before and found that those "teachers" were actually rural women who were not only illiterate, but also had very poor hygiene.

And their own children were also in there. It was common for "teachers" to protect their own children and beat other people's children.

Parents quarreled and fought more than once or twice.

Of course, the main issue was hygiene. The original owner was a bit of a germaphobe, and many of the practices of those military teachers stepped on her minefield. She did not send Yan Xiang there, but raised him at home.

Yan Xiang was obviously a very smart child. But Qiao Wei sorted out her memories, and that daycare and kindergarten really couldn't teach children anything. It could only provide the most basic function of looking after children.

Because some family members have jobs and cannot take care of their children themselves, this is necessary.

When Yan Xiang finished a bowl of poached egg soup and Qiao Wei washed the dishes, Yan Xiang had already found a small shovel and brought a bucket to Qiao Wei: "Mom, let's go!"

What is the daily schedule for children?

Pick up pebbles.

Dig a sand pit.

Eat lunch and take a nap

Then pick up pebbles.

Then dig a sand pit.

Eat dinner and eat fruit.

Play with dad and listen to mom tell stories.

Sleep.

Wow, today is also a happy day~

But Qiao Wei wiped her hands and didn't leave in a hurry: "Come with me."

She took Yan Xiang to the study, took out paper and pen, wrote a few words, and taught him: "This is Gong, the Gong of work, the Gong of workers. This is Ren, the people's people, men, women. This is Nu, mom is a woman, dad and Xiangxiang are men. This is Tian of field, and this is Li of strength. Tian is written on the top, and Li is written on the bottom to form a new word, which is Man of man. Xiangxiang and dad are men."

Yan Xiang said: "Zhao Dada is also a man, Gangzi, Huazi and Junjun are all men. Mom and Aunt Yang are women, Yingzi and Wu Nier are also women. Men go to the men's bathhouse, and women go to the women's bathhouse."

"Yes, yes, yes. Xiangxiang is really smart." Qiao Wei praised him.

She taught him the characters "gong", "ren", "nu", "tian", "li" and "nan".

"Let's go pick up pebbles. When we come back, I will test Xiangxiang to see if she has forgotten these characters. If she hasn't, I will teach her more characters."

Yan Xiang was unhappy: "I still have to dig a sand pit."

What's wrong with mom? She delayed my grand project.

Qiao Wei's eyes rolled: "Then, if Xiangxiang can learn all these words and not forget them, she will be rewarded with a piece of candy?"

There is candy at home, the kind wrapped in paper.

But for fear that the child will eat candy without restraint, the candy is kept high. Qiao Wei manages the amount he eats every day, usually two or three pieces a day. No more.

Sure enough, Yan Xiang's eyes lit up instantly.

Very good, Qiao Wei went into the book, took over her husband, took over the child, and now, the child's education should be put on the agenda.

But when she reached out to rub Yan Xiang's little head, her heart suddenly contracted.

A sour and regretful feeling filled her chest, and then dissipated like smoke, and she was all relieved.

Qiao Wei pressed the position of her heart.

Qiao Weiwei, leave this child to me, don't worry.