"Why are the children's clothes gone? I obviously remember that I didn't come back" Zhao Yumei said to herself and entered the ward, opened the closet to look, wanted to see if she remembered wrongly, put the clothes back, and forgot about herself.

After reading it over and over again, he still didn't find the child's clothes, so he turned his head and said to Zhuo Guoqiang, "Old man, the child's clothes have been stolen again"

"Mom, is it mine or Xiaorui's?"

"Yours, the purple set"

"Die, who is this! Why do you have a grudge against me? Why do you always take my clothes" Zhou Fan scolded in a low voice, looking at the hanging bottle, there is still a point, and he can get out of bed and walk around immediately.

"How many times has this been? You ask the next door, maybe it's who received the wrong one," Zhuo Guoqiang held the child and shook it gently.

"I asked, and I told the nurse, and the nurse asked for me, no"

Could it be that the clothes ran away with long legs on their own?

"Forget it, it's only a few days, you can't make a fortune stealing clothes"

Hong Yu brought breakfast in the morning and left in a hurry, he had a severe cold, and his throat was also inflamed, for fear of infecting Zhou Fan and the child, so he didn't dare to stay longer.

After the infusion, the nurse pulled out the catheterization bag and asked Zhou Fan to get out of bed and move, and Zhao Yumei also dressed Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan's bones were soft, and she was eager to try to get up, but it was okay not to move, as soon as she sat up, the knife on her stomach was like a crack, and she grinned in pain, and the sweat came down.

"Mom, where are my shoes?"

Zhao Yumei brought slippers, put them on the side of the bed, took a handle, supported Zhou Fan, and said, "Be careful"

It hurts, sweats painfully, I can't straighten my waist yet, and before I take a step, I feel sweat coming out of my back.

"Don't force it if it hurts"

If it hurts, I have to leave, how can I go to the toilet if I don't go?

"It's still a smooth birth, the woman next door, people ate six eggs, we're good, it's been two days, and I haven't eaten anything" Zhao Yumei was a little worried, feeling that her hands were caught by her, and her palms were still sweaty.

"Cholesterol is going to explode, my stomach hurts"

went directly to the bathroom, Zhou Fan couldn't wait to pull his pants and sit on the toilet.

Damn, this is a terrible pain, it's only been a few steps, I'm already sweating, and the clothes behind my back are wet.

"Look at you, how like a man who has just given birth"

Zhou Fan looked at himself, didn't see any difference, straightened his chest and asked, "What's the difference?" ”

"Everyone is white and fat, you are as thin as a hemp stick"

Does hemp stick have a chest? The hemp stem is straight and straight, and he is now bent like a boiled shrimp, and there is no way to compare.

"I still have to nurse my child, and I have to eat more to have enough milk"

finally unloaded the 'goods', and had to breastfeed the child, why is a woman's life so bitter?

The long-lost aunt came, and she was still a little uncomfortable, so she didn't continue walking, and returned to bed carefully.

The child was probably hungry and cried, Zhao Yumei took the child to Zhou Fan's bedside and said, "Feed the child!" ”

I didn't want to breastfeed, but my mother kept insisting, so I had to lie down and untie my clothes.

Obediently, the child's suction is much stronger than Hong Yu's, it may be that he is not adaptable, the child is crying, Zhou Fan glared and said, "What are you crying about?" I want to cry more than you, I'm about to cry."

The child didn't understand anything, the crying was intermittent, and in desperation, Zhou Fan breastfed the child again.

After several attempts, the baby stopped crying and sucked hard.

"Okay, change to another"

Zhou Fan wanted to cry without tears, rubbed his chest, and cried "Mom, it hurts"

"It'll be fine in a few days"

Not to mention, the uncomfortable breasts that were originally swollen were sucked by the child, and they were much better.

The child was full, was hugged by Zhao Yumei, and said with a smile, "How good is this, it saves money, if it weren't for the fear of the child's cold, I would like to make some diapers for the child with cotton cloth, and diapers will cost a lot of money."

"Aren't you afraid of being tired? You're not afraid of hard work, but I'm still afraid? You're tired, I'm miserable."

Zhao Yumei wiped the child's mouth, gently patted the child's back diagonally, sat on the edge of the bed, and covered the child with the small quilt.

"This child doesn't look like you, when I change her clothes, I see a layer of hair on her back, and it's not white."

I can't see it now, it's better not to look like Hong Yu's skin, his eyes are like him, his big eyes and double eyelids are compared with Zhao Wei. If you are as tall as him, you can be a model.

"Your dad went to hot porridge, why hasn't he come back yet?"

I am ventilated, I don't feel hungry yet, and I can't eat to prevent stomach contractions.

After drinking a small amount of water, Zhou Fan became interested, looked at the child in Zhao Yumei's arms, and asked, "Mom, what did I give birth to?" ”

How to ask this question? I thought about it for a while, but I didn't say anything.

It seemed that this question was difficult to answer, so Zhou Fan shrugged his shoulders, leaned on the edge of the bed and said, "At that time, you were bleeding profusely, and you may not have time to take care of me, of course, newborn children, it's all about the same"

Zhao Yumei's mouth opened, but she still didn't tell the truth, she felt that telling the truth now was not good for anyone, and she had hidden it for many years, so she kept it hidden!

Zhou Fan didn't want to mention much about the events of that year, for fear that the family members who were finally found would disappear in an instant, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

Parents don't want to talk about the things of the year, and even deliberately dodge, even grandma doesn't want to say more, the past may be a thorn in everyone's heart, and it hurts when you touch it.

"Mom, give me the child, you go to see my dad, why haven't you come yet?" Zhou Fan broke the deadlock and showed a smile that was difficult to appear.

"Hold it, you hold it less, and when you get older, your arm hurts"

Not really! It's only more than seven pounds, and it doesn't weigh as much as a big watermelon.

After speaking, Zhao Yumei wrapped the child in a small quilt, showed her face, got up and opened the door and went out.

The stomach is flat, but the skin is loose, and it seems that I will strengthen my exercise in the future, and if I want to return to my original state, I am afraid that I will have to sweat like rain again.

Zhuo Guoqiang carried a bowl of millet porridge, held a mobile phone in one hand, and entered the ward with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Fan sat up and asked.

"Holding the child on his side, just when the meal was hot, I heard from a daughter that her granddaughter, who was hugged by surgery yesterday afternoon, had purple lips this morning, and the doctor found it during the ward round."

Zhou Fan didn't understand the meaning of the words, so he asked again, "What is the reason?" ”

Zhuo Guoqiang handed the porridge to Zhou Fan, washed his hands, took the child in his wife's arms, sat on the edge of the bed with his side and said, "Listen to what the woman said, the child has something in his mouth, can't spit it out, choked into his lungs, they don't know, so they put the child on the bed flat, the first child, I haven't experienced it, and I haven't warmed the child, so it will cost a lot more money."

Zhao Yumei peeled the eggs, took over the conversation and said, "Spending money is a trivial matter, the child is going to suffer, at that time, our children, the small one, is not half the size of the fourth child, and there are needles inserted in the arms and heads, how much does it hurt?" ”

It's good that the child is fine, the money is used, and it can be earned back later.

"The doctor wrote thousands of orders, what tests should the child do, and the woman said that the hospital was a liar and took the opportunity to cheat money"

"Girl, eat the egg yolk" Zhao Yumei put the egg yolk to Zhou Fan's mouth, and watched her open her mouth and eat the egg yolk.

"There's nothing wrong with checking and checking"

"Your father is afraid that after a few days of settlement, our family will cost tens of thousands at once"

Tens of thousands of dollars is not much, Hong Ling has a bag.

"Fortunately, there is milk to eat, I went to the baby's room to buy diapers in the afternoon, diapers are used at night, and we use diapers for her during the day, and we can save some money"

Zhao Yumei had this intention, nodded and said, "That's okay"

"I just picked up the phone number, and he told me that no matter who calls to ask if Xiao Fan is alive, don't tell the truth, I asked him why, he said that as soon as the news goes out, don't think about the ward to be quiet anymore"

What does this mean, uncle? If you have a baby, can't you still say it?

"So you turned off your phone?" Zhou Fan ate a small bowl of porridge and an egg, leaned on the head of the bed and looked at him and said.

Zhuo Guoqiang shook his head and said, "Before the release, I answered a phone call, it was Shixuan who called, I told him, and he said that he would return to China today"

The last time I saw Shixuan was a few months ago, and I don't know who he was dealing with, how was he doing?

"Lie down, always sit, your back will hurt in the future" After cleaning up the bowl, Zhao Yumei shook the bed down and let Zhou Fan lie down and rest.

"Sleep when you're full, Mom, are you raising pigs?" In Zhou Fan's head, four words suddenly popped out, white and fat.

"Talk less, talk more crookedly, close your eyes, always keep your eyes open, old and blind"

"What will happen if you are always lying down?" Zhou Fan asked a question.

“……”

Zhao Yumei didn't reply, just tucked Zhou Fan's quilt and used two big towels to stuff Zhou Fan's shoulders to the fullest, for fear of falling into confinement disease.