Volume 1 Omei Oblique Rain Stamen Flat Branches Chapter 1
Ye Yin was born one afternoon in the spring of 1973.
As the youngest model worker in the factory, Rong, who is already in labor, has swollen feet and can only wear shoes from her husband Yan size 43, but she still insists on going to work. At noon that day, she felt that she couldn't stand it anymore so she went to the hospital, and she was left in the hospital.
Rong closed his eyes and felt that he was almost unconscious from pain, and vaguely heard a person say that the umbilical cord was too tight around the neck and that the umbilical cord had to be cut before the child was delivered. The other shouted that it was too late, and the child was coming out.
After that, the two shouted together, "Find Teacher Lin." ”
Hearing the words "Teacher Lin", Rong's heart calmed down.
At that time, Lin Meiya was sweeping the corridor.
At that time, Lin Meiya, the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department, was of course no exception, and her daily job was to clean the gynecology ward.
When Lin Meiya walked into the delivery room, the child's head had been delivered through the entanglement of the umbilical cord, she hurriedly held it smoothly, and explained softly to the two doctors while operating neatly, as before.
Suddenly, the two doctors next to him felt that the little baby seemed to have been pushed hard by someone and jumped out.
It's a baby girl.
She didn't seem happy to come into this world, and she was barely breathing when Lin Meiya held her in her arms. The umbilical cord went around the baby's thin neck five times!
Lin Meiya didn't care about explaining, and tried various first aid methods on the baby girl. Although the slender and graceful fingers were rough due to the frequent holding of the mop, they were not affected at all at the moment, and their movements were flexible and calm.
No one remembers when the girl left her mother's womb. When she finally burst into tears, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
The exhausted Rong glanced at the clock on the wall, sixteen o'clock, and this time seemed to be the time of birth of a child.
The ward was on the first floor, and there was a tall paulownia tree growing outside, perhaps cloudy, with its leaves thick to a shiny old green, and the windows were thickly covered.
So, when Kazuhiko talked about choosing a name for his child, Rong immediately thought of the word "shade".
Rong thought that he would give birth to a son. When she was five or six months old, she felt that her child moved a lot in her stomach, and she liked to eat sour things, and she ate half of her mother's pickled cabbage by herself. As the saying goes, sour and spicy girls, she guessed that this must be a boy, and everyone who saw her said the same. Therefore, Rong named his imaginary son Zun.
The result made her very disappointed, but thinking that she was also a woman, she was much better than her cowardly and irresponsible brother. And the firstborn daughter is good, you can bring younger siblings. Hiko's liking of his daughter's appearance also reassures her, and he says that "Yin" is the name that best matches his surname. Leaf shade leaf shade leaf shade, Yan repeatedly chanted, saying, really good.
Hiko took good care of Rong, which made several mothers in the same room envious, knowing that because one of the women gave birth to a daughter, her husband did not appear again until she was discharged from the hospital.
If a woman has a tearful confinement, she may also have endless tears in her life. Rong secretly rejoiced.
It's just that when Rong looked at the yellow calendar that Rang Yan brought from home, her mood immediately fell, Ye Yin's lunar birthday turned out to be the same day as Rong's grandmother, and even the hour was the same!
That's a person who doesn't like himself and doesn't like himself.
Because she is the oldest living person in the family, the old lady is regarded as the ancestor, and her birthday is very grand every year, and after the death of Rong's father, Rong, as the eldest daughter of the family, must appear on behalf of the family every year at the flowing water banquet where she thinks of dizziness and looks dazzling, so she has to remember that special day. After her birthday last year, it is said that because she greedily ate a few pieces of rice cakes on her birthday, she had a bad stomach and intestines, and the old lady died in her sleep a few days later. Although this year can't be done in a big way, but after all, it is an old joy and mourning, and the family still secretly guarded the spirit for two days, Rong knelt so much that his knees really hurt for a few days, but he was glad that it was finally over.
Rong threw Huang Li on the bedside table, and Hiko's unclear comfort was interrupted by her stiffness.
The next day, Rong saw Lin Meiya again, Lin Meiya was not qualified to make rounds, she came to clean up.
Rong still called her Director Lin and asked if the child was okay.
Lin Meiya said that she had just seen it, it was fine, it was normal. When it came to children, Lin Meiya's melancholy face put a faint smile on her face, and said, six catties and nine taels are more, almost seven catties, and few girls are so heavy. Not fat, but longer than other babies.
Rong was relieved. Healthy children are always a source of peace of mind. She thanked Lin Meiya and said that it was thanks to her.
That's true. Without Lin Meiya, Ye Yin was strangled to death by the nearly one-meter-long umbilical cord.
Ye Yin came to this world by luck.
Maybe in line with the attitude of being at ease, Ye Yin only observed in the incubator for one night and was fine, living with other babies, and not crying or fussing, just frowning when he was hungry, the doctors and nurses in the baby room liked this troubleless child very much.
A little nurse picked up Ye Yin to take a bath, Ye Yin's dark eyes looked at her fixedly, the little nurse smiled, and said that such a big child can't see things clearly, but why do I think this child is looking at me very seriously. She touched Ye Yin's little face, stroked Ye Yin's forehead with her hand, and said, why does such a small doll love to frown.
The old nurse next to her pointed to an obvious red mole on Ye Yin's chest and said, Do you know, women with moles on their chests refuse to drink Meng Po soup, and come to find their old lover with memories of their past lives.
The little nurse laughed, not believing it at all, but she still took the old nurse's words and said, it seems that she is still a brave girl, but not everyone dares not to drink Meng Po soup, how many things have to be remembered.
Lin Meiya came to see Ye Yin, heard their conversation, and laughed, thinking, yes, how many people alive also want to drink Meng Po soup to forget the suffering of this life, this is indeed a brave girl. She delivered too many children, and many of them almost died in dystocia, and at this moment she remembered Ye Yin because of the old nurse's unintentional words, a little girl who refused to drink Meng Po soup.
Lin Meiya was very impressed by Yan.
Even after working as a gynecologist for so many years, she has rarely met a father who is so happy to have a daughter.
That day, when she learned that Lin Meiya had saved Ye Yin, Yan was so excited that she held her hand and said a lot of words of gratitude, humble and sincere, which made her think of the men around her in her youth, and it is rare to see such polite men here and now.
So when Hiko sent a peachwood bookmark, she was surprised that he turned out to be a carpenter, but it was not surprising to think about it, it was such an era, and he was not sweeping the floor.
The bookmark was so thin that she wondered how the orchid was carved without damaging the wood. And Hiko's carefulness also touched her, he must have seen the orchid on her collar.
The orchid on the peach wood is exactly the same as the one on the collar.
Hiko said that peach wood can ward off evil spirits.
The people who said it and the people who listened laughed helplessly, there was no need to say it, for Lin Meiya, it was also a blessing to ward off evil spirits.