Chapter Fifty-Eight: Precocious Fruit Is Not Sweet
After a few days of rain, the weather seemed to be back to winter.
When she woke up in the morning, Hongmei felt a little nauseous, dizzy, and weak.
Hongmei, who is already a high school student, still has at least physiological knowledge, and she wonders if she is pregnant.
"Junchao, it's time to get up, you should be late for school in a minute." Hongmei shouted at Junchao, who was still sleeping with his head covered.
Junchao grunted, turned over and continued to sleep.
Hongmei leaned into Junchao's ear and whispered: "Junchao, I'm a little nauseous and dizzy, do you say I'm pregnant." ”
Junchao seemed to have been struck by lightning, and suddenly turned over and sat up. The cold air made his bare skin outside the quilt shiver, "Tell me nonsense, is it because the weather has changed in the past two days?" ”
"No, I just think I'm pregnant, I'm going to be a mother, aren't you happy?" Hongmei came over and hugged Junchao's shoulder, "You don't want to be a father?" ”
"Ahh Oh......" Junchao's good-looking eyebrows furrowed, he was still a child himself, and he was not ready to be a father.
Hongmei twisted Junchao's face a little coquettishly: "Don't you want to marry me, you don't want this child?" As she spoke, Hongmei began to cry.
Junchao was very annoyed, and he was afraid that Hongmei would cry, so he had to coax her and say: "This, this may be a cold, why don't you go to school today, go to an old Chinese medicine doctor to take a look, I still have fifty yuan here." ”
Junchao took out fifty yuan from the pocket of his pants at the head of the bed and handed it to Hongmei.
Hongmei burst into tears and smiled, and opened Junchao's hand: "I have my own money, I'll go see a doctor today." If it's really pregnant, we'll get married. ”
"We, we are not yet of marriage age, and we can't get a marriage certificate." Junchao scratched his head, he didn't want to get married so early.
"There are also people in the village who get married before they reach the age of marriage, and they all set up a drink and treat them first, and then go to apply for a marriage certificate when they reach the age of marriage. My junior high school classmate Xiaomei is like this, everyone has children, and when I saw her holding her children and calling me aunt during the New Year, I was embarrassed to agree to others. Hongmei remembered that she met her junior high school classmate Li Xiaomei on the street during the winter vacation, and she looked happy when she was holding the child. At that time, Hongmei also laughed at people's fast movements, and she didn't think that she was about to become a mother.
"Alright, baby, you go to the doctor first, and then wait for the results." Junchao patted Hongmei's head.
Walking on the way to school, Junchao was confused. He really didn't want to take on the responsibilities of a husband and father, he was only eighteen years old, and he was still a child. I once fantasized that I would be admitted to my ideal university and be young on the university campus. However, if Hongmei is really pregnant, everything will change.
Junchao prayed in his heart that maybe Hongmei just had a cold.
Hongmei found a Chinese medicine clinic and watched the old Chinese medicine doctor with glasses carefully check her pulse.
The old Chinese medicine doctor has a kind face, like the old grandfather of the birthday star in the New Year's painting.
The old Chinese medicine doctor looked at Hongmei's childish face, and sighed secretly in his heart, she was a teenage mother again.
"Doctor, me, am I pregnant?" Hongmei looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor, and her face was a little hot.
"Yes, but, you ......" The old Chinese medicine doctor stopped talking, he had met many such teenage mothers over the years, but he had never seen one as excited as Hongmei. Most of the girls just panicked and left the clinic at a loss.
"I'm really going to be a mom." Hongmei's eyes sparkled with joy.
"But you're still a child." The old Chinese medicine doctor looked at the excited girl incredulously.
"I'm not young, I'm nineteen." Hongmei said that she was older.
"Well, you should pay attention to nutrition, exercise properly, and keep a good mood." As a doctor, the old Chinese medicine doctor had no choice but to tell Hongmei like this.
"Thank you, doctor." Hongmei stood up happily and wanted to jump twice, but suddenly thought that she was already pregnant and wanted to protect the child, so she slowly walked out of the clinic.
Walking on the streets of the county, holding a flower umbrella, the heart of the red plum is so happy. She gently stroked her belly, as if sensing a seed taking root. And this seed was planted by Junchao, who she likes, what will he look like? Like Junchao, or like yourself, or both?
Watching the raindrops dripping along the umbrella and looking at the silky spring rain, Hongmei felt that spring was so romantic and beautiful. The leaves of those trees in the rain are shiny, and the flowers of those rains are full and ruddy.
Hongmei thought that in the near future, she and Junchao will hold their children, and the family will walk in this rain, how warm and romantic it is!
At night, Hongmei stroked Junchao's slightly sweaty face after intense exercise, and said with happiness on her face: "Junchao, I saw a doctor today, and he said that I was really pregnant." ”
"Really?" Hongmei felt Junchao's body stiffen significantly.
"What, aren't you happy?"
"Hongmei, let's ......" Junchao hesitated for a moment, "Can we not want this child for the time being, we are still young, and it will never be too late in the future." Besides, I still want to go to university, how can I raise children? ”
"No, I want this child." Hongmei said resolutely, "I can work to raise children." ”
Hongmei knows that Junchao likes him now in school, and if she gets to the college campus, then she will be even more insecure. has a child, she is Junchao's rightful wife, who would dare to compete with her for Junchao. The child is her magic weapon to tie Junchao, so she won't give up.
"Okay, then I'll go home tomorrow and ask grandpa for some money, you have to eat better when you're pregnant." Junchao's words were a little erratic, "I'm tired, let's go to bed early." ”
"Well, I need to take care of myself and get ready to be a mother." Hongmei lay on Junchao's chest, listening to his young and powerful heartbeat.
Junchao didn't fall asleep, how could he sleep. I once thought it was romantic and happy, but I didn't expect to plant a sour fruit. Junchao regretted a little why he didn't resist the temptation and secretly tasted the forbidden fruit. This early-ripening fruit is not only not sweet, but also brings bitterness to the mouth. Tomorrow, how will he go home and tell his grandfather?
Hongmei is already asleep, maybe she is immersed in a dream of being a mother.
Junchao reached out and stroked Hongmei's supple hair, smooth face, once this qiē made him so infatuated, but now he wanted to escape eagerly.
"Hongmei, I'm sorry, I'm really not ready to be a dad." Junchao leaned over and kissed Hongmei in his sleep apologetically.