"It only started to hurt this morning," Ah Chou said hurriedly, rolling up his gray sleeves. He added, "It didn't hurt that much."
"Why are you wearing this old coat again?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the sleeves that Ah Chou had rolled up, and then at the stain on the front of the coat. He couldn't help but frowned, "Why aren't you wearing the new coat anymore?"
"I accidentally tore it when I was carrying firewood. I'll wear it after I mend it in two days." Ah Chou lowered his head and said, while he added more fuel to the fire in the stove. "It's better to wear old clothes. I don't have to worry about getting them dirty or damaged."
Zhong Mingwei frowned and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
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"Girl. Does it hurt a lot?" After breakfast, the two of them snuggled in the bed, and Zhong Mingwei held Ah Chou in his arms. He rubbed Ah Chou's belly through her clothes. At this time in the past, Ah Chou would talk a lot because she was embarrassed. But this time, Ah Chou was unusually quiet. Resting her head on Zhong Mingwei's arm and nestling in the man's arms obediently, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but feel a little worried. He leaned over and kissed Ah Chou's forehead, "Wait a minute, I'll make you some ginger and brown sugar tea."
"I don't want to drink." Ah Chou felt as if her eyelids weighed a thousand pounds. She pulled Zhong Mingwei's hand and placed it on her belly, not letting him leave. At the same time, she leaned closer to the man's arms, "Zhong Mingwei, don't go anywhere. Just hold me and I won't feel any pain."
"Okay, I'll hold you." Zhong Mingwei was busy hugging Ah Chou tighter, rubbing his chin gently on Ah Chou's neck, holding Ah Chou's shoulders with one hand and gently rubbing Ah Chou's belly with the other hand, "Girl, if it hurts a lot, don't just bear it and bite my arm."
"Doesn't it hurt if I bite your arm? Hiss..." Ah Chou couldn't help laughing, but suddenly frowned and let out a soft cry. He rubbed his palm-sized face in the man's palm and whispered, "Zhong Mingwei, please comfort me..."
"If you have a stomachache, go find Lao Xiong. Lao Xiong is not at home, go find San Ba," Zhong Mingwei rubbed Ah Chou's belly and sang softly in her ear, "San Ba was sharpening a knife at home and scared the child. Is it still painful? It doesn't hurt anymore. If you have a stomachache, go find Lao Xiong. Lao Xiong is not at home..."
In the warm bed, Zhong Mingwei sang to his little girl over and over again until the little girl fell asleep. Zhong Mingwei was still singing, but his voice was very low. He gently stroked the little girl's hair and pecked Achou's sweaty forehead.
"Zhong, Zhong Mingwei, I feel so uncomfortable..." In her sleep, Ah Chou sobbed softly. She curled up her body like a big shrimp, covering her mouth tightly with both hands. Her crying was fragmented and unclear. Suddenly, she bit the back of her hand, and then the inaudible crying sound could no longer be heard.
"Girl, girl!" Zhong Mingwei's heart was broken. He looked at Achou's wrinkled face with traces of tears. He wanted to wake her up, but he was reluctant to wake her up. The child hadn't slept for many days and finally fell asleep. He gently pried open Achou's mouth and put his fingers in. He felt a strong pain at his fingertips and his heart ached dully. He hugged Achou tighter.
…
It was the middle of the night when Zhong Mingwei discovered that something was wrong with Achou.
Achou had been sleeping on the kang since the afternoon, and had been sleeping very soundly. Zhong Mingwei thought that she was tired after these days, so she slept so soundly. So he didn't pay much attention to it at first. He kept rubbing her belly and coaxing her to sleep. But Achou slept too deeply and too soundly. Counting the time, she had slept for seven or eight hours. At this time, her skinny body began to twitch slightly.
"Girl, girl!" Zhong Mingwei was a little flustered. He gently shook Ah Chou's shoulders, but Ah Chou did not respond. Zhong Mingwei was completely panicked. He hurriedly climbed out of the bed and rubbed the kang with his hand. Finally, he touched the candle and the flint and steel. However, his fingers were shaking so badly that it took him a long time to finally light the candle. He hurriedly brought the candle over. As soon as he saw Ah Chou's pale cheeks and clenched teeth, Zhong Mingwei was completely panicked. "Girl! Girl! What's wrong with you? Girl! Look at me!"
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