"Mom, when will I become a big sister?"
Three days before her due date, Zhou Xinya looked anxious as she watched the days being crossed off one by one on the calendar. "Mom, when are they finally coming out?"
"How will the doctor know when they'll be leaving? Will my younger siblings be late?"
The little girl didn't understand the doctor's calculation method; she had her own mental calendar. "I think it should be tomorrow, otherwise they're dragging their feet too much."
Zhou Xinya hopes her younger siblings will be born soon and grow up quickly to play with her, so she doesn't believe the doctor's prediction and always feels it will come earlier.
Surprisingly, she was right.
Sun Lifang was woken up by pain during her afternoon nap; waves of throbbing pain made it impossible for her to stand up.
Fortunately, there were people at home. By the time they arrived at the hospital, the amniotic sac had already broken, which scared the little girl so much that tears welled up in her eyes. She grabbed her mother's hand and ran alongside the stroller.
"Mommy, Mommy, look at me."
The little girl brushed aside her mother's sweaty hair, tears welling in her eyes as she listened to the doctor, "Generally, when the amniotic sac ruptures, the cervix is fully dilated, but—"
However, Sun Lifang's cervix was not fully dilated, and the contractions made her break out in a cold sweat, dizzy, and unable to see clearly.
This is a sign of anemia; the nurse brought her an oxygen mask to breathe.
The little girl didn't understand what it was and thought her mother was going to die. She hugged Sun Lifang and wailed, "Mommy, Mommy, it's all my fault, it's all my fault for having such a bad mouth—"
Zhou Xinya felt that it was her bad luck that caused her mother to have a premature birth.
She wouldn't listen to anything the nurse said, and buried her face in her mother's shoulder, tears streaming down her face.
Zhou Yunshi picked her up and patted her back to help her burp, using physical actions to calm her down.
Before she could even clap twice, Zhou Xinya jumped down from her father's arms, took a few steps, and then knelt down in front of her mother's bed with her hands clasped together, muttering something.
Perhaps the walls of a hospital have heard more prayers than a church, and Zhou Xinya's mind was convinced that what she said would come true—
So she made a vow to Buddha, "to exchange my most precious possession with the gods."
What is the most precious thing?
Zhou Xinya wanted to exchange fifty years of her lifespan with Buddha, or else "give me that unhealthy child to give birth to."
Perhaps there are many disabled children in heaven who will randomly descend to earth.
The nurse said, "If the amniotic sac ruptures, observe for a while. If it doesn't work, we'll have a C-section. Otherwise, the baby will suffer brain damage from prolonged oxygen deprivation inside."
She didn't say anything more after that; Zhou Xinya only remembered that her younger siblings might not be healthy.
This unhealthy condition can lead to the mother undergoing abdominal surgery.
"If there must be an unhealthy child born into the world, then you can give him to me."
"I can have this unhealthy child after I get married."
After secretly making a wish to Buddha, Zhou Xinya was afraid that Buddha would not grant it, and she didn't know what to do.
Only at this moment did she realize that she was powerless.
We can only pray to God.
"Please don't want to have surgery, okay?" the little girl said to the doctor, her eyes filled with tears. "Surgery will hurt a lot, can we not have surgery?"
Thinking about how much pain I get from even a small wound, and how my mother would cut open my stomach—
If you make an incision big enough to pull out two dolls, there will definitely be a lot of blood.
With so much blood, will Mom die?
Zhou Xinya's constant running around and asking questions was affecting the doctor's work. Zhou Yunshi kept trying to catch his daughter, but she kept kicking her legs and lying on the ground to break free each time.
It's like trying to catch a fish with your bare hands; you can't catch it at all, it's so slippery.
And now she's lying on the ground again, prying her father's hands apart and pulling him to the side.
At that moment, Zhou Yunshi finally understood—
Why did everyone tell him, "Don't take Da Bao to the hospital, it's best to keep him at home"?
Sun Lifang had originally thought the same thing. She was worried that her child would go hungry while she was in the hospital, so she prepared dumplings, wontons, steamed buns, and some cooked dishes at home in advance.
"Just wash the smoked meat and smoked fish, cut them into two pieces, and steam them. The braised dishes are ready to eat right away."
"You" here refers to Grandma Sun. Before her due date, Sun Lifang asked her grandmother to come and take care of Zhou Xinya.
After giving birth, she would probably need to stay in the hospital for three days. Considering her first child's feelings, Sun Lifang had already rehearsed several times what to eat, what to wear, and—
"Take a bath on time at home and don't be lazy. Grandma will come to keep you company, so don't be afraid."
Everything was arranged, but unexpectedly, things changed and Zhou Xinya came along too.
Sun Lifang was just experiencing dizziness due to anemia. Her water had broken, but she needed to wait a while. It wasn't a big problem.
Zhou Xinya's antics made it seem like a life-or-death separation.
After finally regaining her composure, Sun Lifang raised her hand to her daughter to comfort her, "Why don't you go back?"
"Didn't you promise Mom you wouldn't come to the hospital?"
The little girl sniffed but didn't reply, looking very aggrieved.
Just then, the phone rang. After answering the call, Zhou Yunshi bent down and asked Zhou Xinya, "Do you want to go out with Dad?"
"How about we go pick up the nanny you hired?"
"No." The little girl shook her head, looking at her father warily. "Go by yourself."
She won't be fooled.
Maybe he just wanted to trick her into going out, then put her in his car and take her home.
The "untrustworthy" little girl stuffed one arm behind her mother's neck, cupped her mother's face in her arms with her other little hand, and then turned her head to stare at the nurse.
"Nurse, when will my mom's cervix be fully dilated?"
I just made a fool of myself; I listened but didn't hear the first half of what was said, it was just a hypothetical situation.
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