Chapter 1 Production
The west wind was rustling, and the last few leaves on the trees were blown down by the wind. People were so cold that they kept tucking their hands into their sleeves.
Suddenly, a baby's cry was heard from a small courtyard at the entrance of Guihua Lane, followed by the voice of a maid announcing the good news: "Congratulations, Mr. Su, you've given birth to a big fat boy!"
At the door of the birthing room, a corner of the heavy curtain was lifted. Mr. Su stood on tiptoe and looked into the room with a look of joy, and he did not forget to respond to the midwife's words, "Thank you very much, how much does my baby weigh?"
As if afraid of the cold wind, he left a corner of the hole open and said happily, "No hurry... no hurry..." He turned around and said to a six-year-old girl, "Ajin, your mother gave birth to a younger brother for you, are you happy..."
This was not a question but a direct and excited statement. Dr. Su, who was almost thirty years old, was rubbing his hands and spinning around happily, immersed in the blessing of having many children.
Su Ruojin really couldn't bear to hit him, but seeing that the midwife in the surrogate mother's room was about to pack up and come out to get the wedding money, she had no choice but to take on this unpopular person.
"Dad, how much money are you going to give to Granny Ma?"
Dr. Su: …
Looking at the three children standing in front of him from tallest to shortest, Dr. Su's face of joy turned into helplessness. He reached out and touched the shortest second son, and said to the eldest son, "You and your sister, ask Granny Ma to wait for a while. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, he turned around, walked across the corridor, went down the stairs, pushed open the gate, and left the house.
The three siblings watched their father, who was bent over by the cold, disappear in the bleak cold wind. They looked at each other in silence, feeling heavy-hearted.
Su Dalang and Su Anzhi showed the worry of a little adult: "Sister, what should we do now?"
Winter has arrived, but the rice jar, oil tank, and firewood in the kitchen are almost empty before the end of the month when dad gets his salary. They can barely last for two days. Now mom is giving birth to her fourth child. These days... Su Ruojin doesn't know how to get through them.
Headache.
Su Ruojin was not a real six-year-old girl at heart. She didn't know what happened, but after waking up from a nap, she became a baby similar to Dayinchao of the Song Dynasty.
That’s right, she was born with memories of her past life.
Dad went out to borrow money, and mom just gave birth to a baby, so she is the only one who can run the family.
He ordered his eight-year-old eldest brother Su Anzhi to go to the kitchen to watch the fire in the stove, and asked him to bring his younger brother to the stove. It was cold in winter, and since they had no money and no thick enough clothes to keep warm, they could only squat beside the stove to keep warm.
Su Ruojin herself entered the delivery room and saw that the midwife had already wrapped and washed her little brother. She grinned and said with a smile, "Mother-in-law, my father has gone out for something and will be back soon. Please wait for a moment."
While speaking in a flattering manner, he warmed his hands over the fire basket beside the bed. After they were warmed, he walked to his mother in this life and smoothed down her sweaty hair. After she was clean, he looked at the quilt and mattress under her.
Seeing this young lady checking her work like an adult, the midwife Ma didn't get angry, but smiled. "Except for your eldest brother, I was the one who delivered you and Xiao Erlang. Every time I delivered them, they were all clean and tidy for your mother."
So Ma is really a good person.
"Thank you, mother-in-law. I was just worried that my mother would suffer from having too many children, so I took a closer look."
Hearing this, Ma Pozi could not help but sigh secretly. Although Mr. Su was a Jinshi who passed the imperial examinations twice and was a doctor in the Imperial College with a salary from the court, in the capital, his position as an eighth-rank official was probably only slightly better than the unskilled common people and peddlers. Now that he had another child, he might even have a problem making a living.
As she thought about it, she looked towards the door and thought, Master Su hasn't asked her to go out to get the wedding money yet, could it be that he has gone out to borrow money?
Su Ruojin smiled helplessly, and Mrs. Ma couldn't help but be surprised that she had actually guessed it right?
This... Mrs. Ma bent down and took out the bloody quilt that had been changed, "Keep an eye on your brother."
Seeing that she was about to go out, Su Ruojin glanced at her little brother in the cradle, and seeing that he was sleeping quietly, she raised her foot and followed her out.
"Mother-in-law..."
Ma had delivered several babies for the Su family, but the Su family had moved twice in the past few years. She didn't know where to put these bloody bedding?
Su Ruojin ran to her calf and led her to the small utility room, "Thank you, mother-in-law."
"I remember you have a cook in your house, right?"
Hearing this, Su Ruojin felt sad and upset, but she looked nonchalant and said, "This yard is too small, my mother didn't let her come with us." In fact, she owed rent, and the old woman was kidnapped by the previous landlord to work in exchange for the rent, and she could not come back until a year later.
Mrs. Ma was in her fifties or sixties, an old Beijing expert who knew everything. When the young lady said this, her mind suddenly started to work, and she remembered the gossips she had heard in the past, and she understood immediately.
She let out a long sigh, "This is really..." She didn't know what to say, "Okay, I get it." As she spoke, she glanced towards the yard. The sky was getting darker and there was no sign that Mr. Su had returned yet. She glanced at the delivery room, then at the young lady in front of her, bent down, put the bloody bedding into a wooden basin, picked it up and went to the well.
When Su Ruojin saw that she was going to help her wash, she quickly pulled her, "Grandma... Grandma... leave it there, my... dad will wash it when he comes back..."
Ma was stunned. She almost screamed as she asked Master Su to wash the bloody bedding of a woman who had just given birth.
Su Ruojin stood there, looking more like an old lady than Ma Pozi, with a face full of vicissitudes. Since he was going to give birth to a child, he had to raise it. If he didn't wash the baby, who would? He couldn't ask the eight-year-old Su Anzhi, the six-year-old her, and the three-year-old eldest brother to do it!
If it were that cruel man, he might really ask the six-year-old Su Ruojin to wash clothes. Fortunately, Su Yanli was not the one. After the maid in the family was taken away to pay the rent, all the external work was done by her father's servants. Internally, when her mother was about to give birth and could not move, Su Yanli washed some of her mother's personal clothes, and he never let the three children do anything.
Su Ruojin did not take responsibility for herself. Not to mention that her body was that of a six-year-old child. Moreover, due to living conditions and other reasons, she was born weak and had a weak foundation. Fortunately, she had never been sick, otherwise, with the medical conditions in ancient times, a cold could take her life.
Mrs. Ma was kind-hearted. She not only washed Cheng's bloody bedding, but also helped her wash her clothes. She was busy until dark.
Seeing that her father had not yet borrowed back the wedding money, Su Ruojin stood anxiously at the gate of the courtyard and looked outside frequently. She did not wait for Su Yanli, but waited for his servant Shutong.
"Uncle Shutong..." Su Ruojin was about to step out of the door when he called out to her with a smile, "Did your wife give birth to a boy?"
"Yes." She looked at the mule bag and saw that it was empty. Her eyes showed joy. "Uncle Shutong..."
Shu Tong narrowed his eyes and smiled, "They are all sold."
"Amitabha." Su Ruojin excitedly clasped her hands together and bowed like the old woman.
(End of this chapter)
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