After that, Liu Yafang gradually got used to many things. She used soap for washing her face instead of soap. She also squeezed more toothpaste and changed her toothbrush every three months. When she got her period, she also started using sanitary napkins.
But Liu Yafang doesn’t use this thing often, as she is about to go through menopause.
Liu Yafang squatted down and lamented that she was getting old and that her period didn't come on time. Then she stretched out her arm to reach for the flowered cloth bag.
I tried to flip it over, but couldn't find it. I bent over and tried to reach inside again, but there was nothing there.
She said to herself:
"This prodigal child, why didn't he just put some more in after using it?"
I had no choice but to take out the toilet paper from the plastic bag again, and fold it like before, until it was folded into the right shape and used as a cushion.
But because of this little episode, Liu Yafang suddenly narrowed her eyes in confusion when she stood up to tie her belt.
Why?
She had a fight with her daughter over sanitary napkins, and she was the one who threw them away ever since.
When I first came to Kyoto last year, it was winter and my daughter used these in the house. She thought that Bi Yue was afraid of getting a cold butt in the winter and didn't like going to the toilet outside, so she just changed them in the house.
It's just a little troublesome.
Every time her daughter changed the clothes, it would take half an hour for her to wash and rinse, and she would have to open the windows. The heat in the room would be completely gone.
As a result, when she came again this time, the weather outside was warm and it was not too cold to go to the toilet outside, but her daughter was still like that.
When asked, they said that the toilet was in bad condition, with holes in it, and they were afraid that people passing by in the back street would see it, and they also thought it was dirty.
The boy's father happened to hear it.
In Liu Yafang's eyes, building a warehouse was never so meticulous. Bi Tiegang cleaned the toilet, tore it down, rebuilt it, and bought cement to grind it. It took him several days.
She had never seen a toilet built so meticulously. Even the stepping area had two cement bricks instead of two wooden boards.
How much effort did it take? And her dead girl was still in the house.
She scolded Bi Yue because she was angry about this.
Furious, she asked again, "What else? Are you still not satisfied? You have to wait until the palace is built before you can move in?"
The girl immediately gave her a slap on the face.
Liu Yafang didn't understand. Who would do this in the house? Old people used to think it was bad luck! And in the middle of summer, even this? And you have to carry it out like a thief to throw it away? Why not just throw it inside?
This time, after hearing what she said, the girl finally gave her face and told her the reason:
"Then throw it in. My dad, Dacheng Gou'er and the other men will all see it. I can't do it. It's so embarrassing."
"How about putting it in a wastebasket?"
"I don't."
Liu Yafang nodded angrily and said, "Okay, she will use it as a trash can and throw it away at the end of the month. She would rather it be bad luck. She is too old to care about that."
In short, after the menstrual period, I got used to having Liu Yafang clean up the things I used every morning and evening.
So how could Liu Yafang not be confused at this time?
She was very careful. She squinted her eyes and calculated. She was really busy. She hadn't thrown it away for two months? Did the girl throw it to the garbage station herself?
With this doubt in mind, she went to the kitchen, picking leeks with a frown on her face.
Liu Yafang smoothed her pants, picked the leeks, and prepared to knead the dough to make buns with leek and egg filling.
When Bi Yue came home after looking at the house, she lifted the door curtain and saw that her mother had finished the troublesome task of making dumplings and was about to put them in the pot to steam. She asked:
"Mom, why are you home so early today?" She was usually the first one home, followed by her mother, Dacheng, and Goudaner: "Isn't the restaurant busy?"
Liu Yafang seemed to have just heard it: "Ah, there are only a few tables left after three o'clock. It's so hot, who would sit in the house drinking all the time? It has to be at night.
Dashan also said he wanted to set up a large open-air shed, put a few tables outside, and buy some watermelons to put in the freezer, giving them away for free. Do you think that's possible? Don't mess around. And you'd have to buy watermelons instead."
"Okay. I've been meaning to talk about it for the past couple of days, but I never got around to it."
Liu Yafang saw Bi Yue wanting to scoop water to wash her hands and ordered:
"Go to the backyard and pick me four cucumbers. Can I just eat the buns and some cold dishes? Well, I have my period today. It's so hot and it hurts. My back and stomach hurt. Let's just eat something."
Bi Yue nodded:
"Okay. If you're tired, come inside and I'll make it. It's just a cold dish, right?"
Liu Yafang waved her hand, meaning no thanks.
When Bi Yue turned around to go to the backyard to pick cucumbers, Liu Yafang suddenly turned around and asked:
"Nier, when you had your period these past two months, did you throw away your sanitary napkins? I see there are none left in the toilet."
"Ah?" Bi Yue paused, her expression froze for a moment, then she reacted and exclaimed "Ah" again.
"You don't have any more to use? They're all in my room. I'll find them for you later."
After Bi Yue said "Ah", Liu Yafang didn't take it seriously.
But she suddenly got her period this month, and the amount suddenly increased.
All the buns were put in the pot, and Liu Yafang's stomach started to hurt again.
When Bi Yue went to the back garden to pick cucumbers, she bent over, holding her stomach, and ran into her daughter's room.
As he rummaged through the books, he muttered to himself, "Kid, where did I put all this? It's not even in the drawer."
Look through the closet again.
Liu Yafang didn't know what she was thinking, she actually flipped that thing over and lifted the mattress at the head of Bi Yue's bed.
Maybe it was a matter of convenience, or maybe it was God's will.
At this time, Bi Yue was picking cucumbers with thorns on the top and got pricked by them. She was still squatting and suddenly looked up.
Bi Yue felt inexplicably nervous at this moment and her face changed.
Her ultrasound and the notebook of pregnancy precautions written by the doctor were hidden under the mattress.
…
Bi Yue was still holding two cucumbers in her hands. When she reached the kitchen door, she shouted in a panic:
"Mom? Where are you?!"
No one answered.
Bi Yue seemed to have a strong sixth sense and ran straight to her own room in front.
The door of her room was open, and Liu Yafang was holding the things that Bi Yue was worried about.
…(To be continued.)
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