Chapter 402: Heart-wrenching
There is a pharmacy in front of An Zhixia's supermarket. Because it is a supermarket in Kyoto City, this pharmacy has a sufficient variety and quantity of medicines.
After she found out she was pregnant using a pregnancy test strip, she started taking folic acid, calcium tablets and vitamin tablets every day. A few days ago, she went to the hospital to have a blood test, and because the test showed that she was a little anemic, An Zhixia also gave herself ferrous sulfate tablets.
She also had to keep up with the natural food supplements, but she knew that nutrition was about quality, not quantity. She had always properly controlled her diet, eating small meals frequently. Even so, her belly swelled quickly, and seemed to be bigger than her sister-in-law's at the same month.
Leaving the children at the Jiang family, Fang Yuan and An Zhixia followed Old Lady Jiang and took some medicinal herbs bought from the Northeast to the Jiao family.
The layout of the Jiao family is the same as that of the Jiang family. Although it is a two-story building, they have collective heating, and the house is warm. An Zhixia took off her heavy coat, revealing her slender body and a slightly heavy belly.
Old Jiao glanced at her and frowned: "Your granddaughter's belly is a little big."
Mrs. Jiang's heart tightened, "Is it very big? Is it because our sweet baby is too thin, so her belly looks big? Or is she pregnant from the front?"
Old Jiao didn't say anything. He went straight back to the study and brought his suitcase. He put the pulse pillow on the armrest of the sofa and said to An Zhixia, "Sit over here. I'll take your pulse."
An Zhixia sat at one end of the sofa and placed her hand there obediently.
Old Jiao squinted his eyes, stroked his long beard with one hand, and placed the other hand on her wrist, applying a little force.
Old Mrs. Jiang and Fang Yuan were both a little anxious. They stood beside them and subconsciously held their breath.
"Change to the other hand," Jiao Laoer nodded without changing his expression, and began to take the pulse of the other hand.
After about two minutes, he said okay and put his pulse pillow into the box.
"Old man Jiao, what's going on? The older you get, the more annoying you become!" Old Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but urge him.
Old Jiao rolled his eyes at her and said, "If you can do it, come on."
"Brother Jiao," Old Lady Jiang took a deep breath and pulled out her stepmother's smile, "How is our Xia Xia's health? Is the baby in her belly healthy too?"
Fang Yuan smiled silently and took out from his bag two ginsengs that were about fifty years old and that he had bought from local villagers in the Northeast.
"What a good stuff!" Old Jiao's eyes were a little straight. He took the two boxes without hesitation and looked at them one by one. "This must be seventy years old. The roots are well preserved. Look at the appearance and firmness! I haven't seen ginseng of such good quality for a long time. It should be bought from Dongbai Mountain, right?
The best medicines come from the deep mountains and old forests there, but there are many ferocious beasts there, and the medicines outside have probably been taken away by people."
"Now that you've taken the benefits, it's time to tell them, right?" Old Mrs. Jiang urged anxiously.
"Huh?" Old Jiao was stunned.
"Old Jiao," Fang Yuan said with a smile, "I went to the Northeast to collect some medicinal herbs. I still have some at home, so I sent you two. In ancient times, heroes were given swords as gifts. I brought you two ginsengs that are not too old. Please don't despise them."
"No problem, no problem," Old Man Jiao said with a laugh, "This man in your family has been tormenting me a lot, but I can still bear just two ginsengs."
An Zhixia also laughed. The previous misunderstanding was indeed mainly caused by the female protagonist's scheming, but it was caused by her guesswork, which gave others a loophole. She was not happy about it, and Fang Yuan happened to get a lot of ginseng, so she gave him two.
"I'll take one and soak it in wine, and call some old brothers to drink together." Jiao Laoer put the ginseng away preciously, and just when Old Lady Jiang was so anxious that she wanted to turn around, he smiled and said, "For the sake of the two ginsengs you sent, I diagnosed that Zhixia is pregnant with twins."
The three people were stunned.
"What double sticks?" Old Lady Jiang asked subconsciously, and then she looked at An Zhixia's belly in surprise, "Brother Jiao, do you mean that Xia Xia has two children in her belly?"
Old Man Jiao stroked his beard and said, "Girl Zhixia and Zhiqiu are twins, a boy and a girl. The probability of her being pregnant with twins is higher than others, so this is nothing strange."
An Zhixia touched her belly, turned her head and looked at Fang Yuan with a smile.
His eyes were filled with joy and trembling, and he was obviously very excited. He was going to welcome two little lives at once, two children who were related to An Zhixia by blood, and two more relatives in the family. This was the same feeling he had when he knew she was pregnant.
If there were no outsiders around, he would definitely hug her tightly and vent his indescribable excitement and joy.
"Oh my, this is really good news!" Old Mrs. Jiang exclaimed happily.
"Being pregnant with twins is a happy event, but being a mother will be more difficult. You eat for three people. How's your appetite recently? I think you still feel a little weak and anemic?" Old Jiao asked with a smile and shook his head.
"I just felt uncomfortable when I woke up a few days ago," An Zhixia said with her eyelids lowered, touching her belly and laughing. In the courtyard of Dongcheng District, Fang Yuan planted grape vines.
The grapevine racks were quite large, occupying half of the yard. When ripe, the bunches of grapes were dark purple, with uniform grains and sweet and sour juice, which was very pleasing. Although the nine o'clock theater borrowed this yard, they only tasted it when the owner was around. Even if they were very greedy, they would not pick it at other times.
Every time An Zhixia went there, she would pick a few bunches, give two bunches to everyone, take two bunches home, and put the rest in the supermarket.
When she was feeling uncomfortable due to morning sickness, she took two pills and felt refreshed. She ate and drank as she should, and she did not experience the same vomiting as her sister-in-law did.
"After you go back, you should add more meals every day and eat more meat. If you can drink milk, also drink more calcium to supplement your baby's calcium intake to prevent him from growing too fast in the later stages and you from not getting enough nutrition." Old Jiao gave him a few more detailed instructions.
Old Mrs. Jiang and Fang Yuan listened carefully and took notes.
"Zhixia has been pregnant for more than four months, and I can hear the baby's heartbeat," Jiao Laoer suddenly remembered, took out a stethoscope from the box and handed it over, saying, "Apply some sesame oil on the belly, and you should be able to hear two heartbeats with the stethoscope."
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Mrs. Jiang rushed straight to his kitchen, brought sesame oil, and drove Old Man Jiao aside.
The three people took turns listening and really heard the slightly faster but vibrant heartbeats in two places.
"It must be those two boys. Look how loud their voice is," Old Mrs. Jiang praised with a smile.
Fang Yuan said: "They are two little girls. I heard that girls' heartbeats are faster."
An Zhixia shook her head and retorted, "It's a boy and a girl! Their heartbeats are a little different."
Old Jiao, who was drinking tea with his back to them, smiled and said, "It's all possible. Just wait and see."
The three of them were so anxious that they knew they were pregnant but they didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl. The probability was 50% before, but now there are three possibilities.
It's like the moment after the exam, when the papers have been graded but students still don't know their results. That's how frustrating it is.
Regardless, they walked out of Jiao Lao'er's house with a smile. Old Lady Jiang and Fang Yuan supported An Zhixia by one arm each, treating her even better than before.
Considering that An Zhixia has been pregnant for more than four months, her belly will get bigger and bigger, and she will be clumsy to move and cannot be left alone.
So the Fang family of five moved to the three-bedroom, one-living-room house with a small courtyard and storage room that An Zhixia had allocated at the TV station. They lived in the building in front and behind An Zhiqiu, so basically, as soon as they shouted for dinner, they would respond by putting on clothes and running over.
The weather was cold, and An Zhixia asked Fang Hongye to stay in confinement for a long time. It lasted for 42 days. She put the medicinal materials provided by An Zhixia into a gauze bag, took a medicinal bath, sweated profusely, and felt much more relaxed.
Uncle Fang had an additional task, which was to pick up and drop off the three children. As the year was coming to an end, the number of migrant workers increased and accidents could easily happen.
An Zhixia spends most of the summer at home writing and drawing at his desk.
Fang Yuan sat next to her reading a book, glancing at her from time to time.
"You want to hold a Spring Festival Gala?" He raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise. You know, the Spring Festival Gala was held nine years later and once became a must-have for every household during the Spring Festival.
I didn't expect that my wife could allow the people to have this entertainment so long in advance.
"Yes," she tilted her head and thought hard, "The performance group competition in the spring was very successful. At that time, I was thinking, how great it would be if this model could be moved to the screen for the national audience to see.
I didn't expect that I would have such an opportunity. In order to improve the quality of the party, we collected programs from all over the country in advance. There is only one month left, and Kyoto TV will definitely compete with Longteng for the limelight. "
She felt helpless when she thought of this. The programs in Kyoto TV were already mature, and there were still a few backbones she had trained. It could be said that as soon as Longteng had a program, they could create a program of the same type based on their creativity.
"As long as the show is good and creative, any imitation show will be inferior." He said with a smile, "The public has sharp eyes."
An Zhixia nodded. She had thought of this situation a long time ago. If the television industry wants to develop, it must start from the imitation stage. Then, after each TV station matures, each will develop its own characteristics and have its own flagship programs, achieving a grand occasion of hundreds of channels.
"Do you have any suggestions?" An Zhixia put down her pen, rubbed against him, and asked with a smile.
Fang Yuan held her on his lap, hugged her lovingly, and gently placed his hand on his belly which was trying to grow a little bigger every day. "We Xiahua people particularly like excitement and festivity, and we also have to seek good meanings. In order to cater to the organization, the whole program must also carry positive energy and educate people.
I have watched all the programs you wrote before, they are quite good, touching and the transitions are very natural without any sense of awkwardness. "
An Zhixia smiled and said, "When I submitted the manuscript this month, I informed the eight performance groups and asked them to rehearse first and then put it on the screen during the party.
That would take care of eight shows.”
(End of this chapter)
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