After Song Yuzhou's care, Jiang Zhining's dysmenorrhea symptoms finally eased.
When she woke up the next day, Jiang Zhining felt like she had been to the gates of hell.
Jiang Zhining walked out of the room and saw Song Yuzhou in the kitchen.
"Don't we have to go to the military camp today?" Jiang Zhining was surprised.
"I'm asking for leave." Song Yuzhou said as he took the hot sweet potato porridge out of the pot.
Jiang Zhining was in pain last night, and he was worried about her, so he went to the army early in the morning to get a leave request and take good care of her today.
Jiang Zhining sat at the small dining table, looking at the steaming porridge, her eyes sparkling with happiness.
Even in her time, she had never eaten porridge fresh from the pot.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nice to be taken care of." Jiang Zhining responded with a smile.
Song Yuzhou's hand fell on her head. Suddenly, he noticed her twisting waist.
"Backache?"
"Yeah, a little." Jiang Zhining chuckled, "My body isn't suitable for giving birth. Otherwise, my waist would probably hurt even more."
She once had a colleague who suffered heavy bleeding after a caesarean section. Not only did she have a near-death experience, but she also suffered from frequent back pain afterwards.
From that time on, she had a fear of having children.
Song Yuzhou didn't say anything, but suddenly knelt on one knee. As Jiang Zhining looked at him puzzled, Song Yuzhou's hand fell on her waist.
Then, his powerful thumb rubbed her waist.
Jiang Zhining looked at his handsome face, his pursed lips revealing his seriousness, and her heart was beating faster and faster.
"Are you feeling better?" Song Yuzhou asked in a low voice.
"Yeah, much better." Jiang Zhining blinked her big eyes, a smile flickering in them, "Old men, they really do care for people."
Hearing this, Song Yuzhou's ears felt hot.
"I'm still physically fit." Jiang Zhining teased meaningfully.
Song Yuzhou's face flushed instantly: "Eat breakfast and take some brown sugar water back to the room and lie down. I will do the rest."
After saying this, Song Yuzhou quickly turned around to take care of Xixi who was getting ready to get up.
Seeing him shyly running away, Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly: "This old man is quite innocent."
After feeling better in the waist, Jiang Zhining picked up the spoon and slowly began to eat.
After drinking the hot porridge, Jiang Zhining went back to her room. Her body was weak during her period, so Jiang Zhining naturally wanted to take good care of herself.
After all, your body is your own and you must be responsible for it.
Because Jiang Zhining was exhausted from doing farm work in the space yesterday, her menstrual cramps were more severe.
While I was lying on the bed resting, Liu Zhilan came.
"Sister Zhining, how do you feel today?" Liu Zhilan walked into the room enthusiastically and asked with concern.
"Thanks to Sister Zhilan's brown sugar water, I feel much better now." Jiang Zhining said with a smile.
Liu Zhilan waved her hand. "If you want to thank someone, thank Captain Song. I just told him how to make brown sugar water. Captain Song was so thoughtful. He came to me late at night and asked me to teach him how to make brown sugar water. He even paid attention to every detail, fearing that it wouldn't work."
Hearing her words, Jiang Zhining smiled knowingly: "He is a good man."
"Yes, Captain Song is a good and capable person. If it weren't for those children, he wouldn't be so old and still single. Now that he has you, it can be considered a change of fortune. Zhining, being a stepmother must be very hard."
"No. To be honest, I don't mind being a stepmother. As long as I educate my children well, we can be close even if we are not related by blood."
"But biological children are always better. It's a pity that Song Chen won't let you give birth to that child." Liu Zhilan said sympathetically.
"Song Chen?"
"Yeah. Song Chen is gloomy all day long, but he's very caring towards his younger siblings. Someone once joked with him that if Captain Song got married and had children, he would definitely kick them out of the house."
Jiang Zhining exclaimed: "How can you say that?"
"Yes, Song Chen was only eight years old at the time. He got into a fight with that man and was very ruthless. When Captain Song found out, he told everyone that even if he got married, he would not have children, let alone these three children."
Jiang Zhining's brows were slightly furrowed.
"After that, no one introduced Captain Song to anyone. After all, who would want their daughter to suffer and raise someone else's child? And with a child like Song Chen, being a stepmother would be so unfair."
"I think Song Chen is a good kid, but he lacked parental love since he was young. Plus, his parents left him in various ways, so he felt insecure, and that's why he's a bit withdrawn."
Jiang Zhining smiled slightly. She thought, if she were Song Chen, she might make the same decision as him.
Hearing her say this, Liu Zhilan didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, Liu Zhilan saw the sanitary napkin on the bedside table and said enviously, "Is this a sanitary napkin? Captain Song is really generous."
"Is it very expensive?" Jiang Zhining was puzzled.
"It's expensive. This small package costs 11 yuan. My husband Li only earns 52 yuan a month, so we can't afford it. So we all use sanitary belts, which can be washed and reused, which saves money."
It can still be used after washing... Jiang Zhining shuddered and couldn't help but feel lucky that Song Yuzhou was willing to spend money on her.
In the past, she only knew that there was a shortage of supplies in the 1980s, but now she can truly feel it.
But even though Song Yuzhou's salary was high, he couldn't afford to squander it.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhining decided to make money quickly, otherwise she might not even be able to use sanitary napkins in the future.
Although, her man will become the commander-in-chief in the future.
After chatting with Jiang Zhining for a while and leaving a few eggs, Liu Zhilan left.
Song Yuzhou walked into the house and saw the dirty underwear that Jiang Zhining had changed last night. Just as he was about to pick it up, Jiang Zhining stopped him and said, "I'll wash that myself."
"I'll do it." Song Yuzhou said concisely.
Looking at the bright red on her underwear, Jiang Zhining blushed: "I can wash it myself later."
Not to mention that this was the 1980s, even in modern times, few men were willing to help women clean up their menstrual blood.
"I'll do it. You just lie down and don't touch the water these days." Song Yuzhou reminded.
"But……"
"Be obedient." Song Yuzhou came to the edge of the bed and held her cold little hand. "My mother fell into the water during her period and her body became ill immediately. My mother said that women are very weak during their period and need to be taken good care of."
It turned out that Song Yuzhou's mother was in poor health after falling into the water, and she suffered too much hardship, so she died when he was very young.
He didn't want Jiang Zhining to repeat the same mistake.
Meeting his gaze, Jiang Zhining teased, "Aren't you afraid of bad luck? Some people say that menstrual blood is unclean and that it will bring bad luck to men if they touch it."
Song Yuzhou shook his head: "My mother said that loving your wife will make you rich."
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "I think that makes sense. But women have their periods for a few days every month. Don't you have to take care of me every month?"
"Okay." Song Yuzhou's expression was serious and earnest. "My wife, I will take care of her myself."
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