Chapter 301: Logic
Zhao Xiuying really hurt to the extreme, just look at the weight of her whole body pressing on Huanxi, and when she went up the stairs, she almost hugged her up.
That is to say, joy, if you change people, I am afraid that you will not be able to bear it at all.
They were delayed for a little time on the way, and when they arrived at the dormitory, everyone else had already returned, and they were startled when they saw Huanxi helping Zhao Xiuying in.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?Zhao Xiuying, are you sick?" Ma Xiao asked first.
Fan Shu'er also stepped forward and asked, "Your face is so white, is it cold?"
The others also looked at them with concern, and Mei Junli glanced up and lowered her head.
Huanxi frowned and said, "She has her period, and it hurts a lot." β
When everyone heard this, they were suddenly stunned, and Guo Min hurriedly said, "I have brown sugar here, can I make some brown sugar water for you?"
Zhao Xiuying nodded, "I'm sorry for you." β
Guo Min got out of bed and ran down the cabinet to turn over the brown sugar.
Zhao Xiuying slept on the top bunk, she usually didn't think that it would be embarrassing, and she almost couldn't climb up.
When Huanxi saw that she was lying down, he took out the hot water bottle in the cupboard, filled it with hot water, and stuffed it into her quilt.
She has always been angry, and she doesn't need a hot water bottle to sleep at night, but her father has to let her bring it.
On the other side, Guo Min also soaked the brown sugar water and carefully served it to Zhao Xiuying, "It's still very hot, you take it carefully, tell me when you're done drinking, I'll wash the cup." β
Zhao Xiuying nodded with a face full of gratitude, but she was so hurt that she couldn't even say a word.
After drinking the brown sugar water and covering her stomach with a hot water bottle, Zhao Xiuying seemed to feel much more comfortable, and it seemed that she was asleep.
Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and it was good to be able to fall asleep.
I didn't want to do it the next morning, but something happened......
"What should I do...... Zhao Xiuying said while holding her stomach and looking at the large blood stains on the sheets.
Zhang Kangmei frowned and said, "Why don't you use an ash bag when you sleep at night?"
The so-called ash bag is actually similar to the diaper pad of later generations, which is made of old cotton mixed with plant ash and poured into a cloth bag and spread on the bed like a blanket. This thing, in addition to the birth of a baby, is also used by a woman who has menstruation.
No way, at this time, sanitary napkins have not yet been popularized, and everyone basically uses menstrual belts, and the water absorption rate of that thing is very low, so it is not used at all.
Zhao Xiuying said: "I didn't bring that thing at all, I used a sanitary napkin, I wanted to get up at night to change it, but I slept too deeply and forgot it." β
The other people didn't understand what the sanitary napkin was at all, but they looked at Zhao Xiuying with some surprise.
I know that this girl's family conditions are not bad, and I don't want it to be so good, you must know that she has only bought sanitary napkins in overseas Chinese remittance stores.
It's just that...... Zhao Xiuying's situation is also very troublesome, there are so many blood stains on the mattress, not to mention whether it can be washed in the future, but it is true that there is no place to sleep tonight.
Don't look at the grocery store to buy everything, but the futon is not easy to buy, who comes out to school with a large number of cloth tickets or cotton tickets?
Nowadays, no matter which one is, it is not easy to take it out, not to mention that she heard Zhao Xiuying say that although she is a native of City B, her parents are not working in City B now, and her two younger brothers are also in other provinces with their parents.
"What should I do, the dormitory manager said that she can't live outside now. "Zhao Xiuying is about to cry.
In fact, Zhao Xiuying's situation, as long as someone is willing to squeeze with her for a night, it will be no problem. After all, although their beds are small, except for Feng Xiao, there is no problem for others to squeeze Zhao Xiuying.
And the reason why no one raised this matter was because he was worried that Zhao Xiuying would stain her bed sheets and mattresses with blood.
It's just to avoid evil, and it's actually common sense to think about it.
Huanxi sighed and said, "There's no way, you can squeeze me at night." Tomorrow is the holiday, find a way to buy a mattress, if you can't, I'll go home and carry one for you. β
She said it so simply, in the final analysis, because she has a golden finger and doesn't care about this thing at all.
And Zhao Xiuying, a girl she actually likes, but the family is rich but simple and gentle, and she is not the kind of naΓ―ve girl who doesn't understand the world.
Zhao Xiuying was so grateful that she was about to cry, "Thank you, I will remember to be careful at night, and I won't stain your mattress." "She's not stupid, and she knows other people's concerns.
After a pause, she added, "If you have extra mattresses at home, I'll spend money on them." β
Huanxi nodded, but there was no objection to this.
This is the end of the matter.
The next day, Zhao Xiuying couldn't buy a mattress outside, so Huanxi rode a bicycle to carry a mattress from the military region that day.
"This is new, I haven't used it at home, so I was supposed to have it for me. Said Huanxi.
The mattresses used in the dormitory are very small, so they would not have them unless they were specially prepared.
Zhao Xiuying also saw it, took the mattress and handed over ten yuan, blushing a little and said: "If my parents don't go back to their hometown during this period, I'm afraid the cloth ticket and cotton ticket will be given to you next semester." β
Huanxi didn't care about this at all, and found her for two yuan and said, "This mattress is small, and you can buy it for eight yuan." β
Zhao Xiuying was a little hesitant to take the money, originally she wanted to thank others for giving more money, but she didn't want people to refuse to accept it at all.
About two weeks after that incident, one day, Huanxi went to evening self-study in advance, and when he was far away, he saw Ma Xiaozheng talking to the giggle in the class.
- It is said that in this era, such as Ma Xiao's behavior is to be pointed at, but she is very arrogant and has no femininity all over her body, no different from a man, and no one has questioned her style for a while.
Huanxi stepped into the classroom and heard Ma Xiao's unfinished words.
ββ¦β¦ You don't see it, it's a bed of blood. β
She didn't react at first, and only after sitting down did she realize that she was talking about Zhao Xiuying.
After understanding, she began to be disgusted in her heart, no matter what way she looked at it, this kind of private matter should not be told to boys. Haven't you seen a few boys blushing a little? What is the difference between telling boys this kind of thing in this era and telling them erotic stories in later generations?
If what happened to Ma Xiao himself, forget it, where did you get to be blind and beep in other people's affairs?
Originally, Huanxi's perception of Ma Xiao was not much bad, but this would suddenly dislike this person.
Guo Min sat down next to her at some point and whispered: "I wanted to stop her just now, but she was said to be a little child." β
Huanxi almost sneered when he heard this, co-authoring to casually leak other people's private affairs behind his back is atmospheric?
What kind of logic is this?