Zhao Lanxiang was really frightened by He Songbai,
A man sneaked into her room in the middle of the night,
She thought of many things in an instant, and she also thought of Wu Yong from many years ago. When she held her breath, one of her hands had even slowly moved to the small table cabinet beside the bed,
She fumbled with the fruit knife she used to peel the fruit.
Suddenly, the lights turned on,
She saw He Songbai,
At this moment, she did not speak,
But her tears flowed even more fiercely.
The fruit knife that she was holding tightly slipped from her hand.
He Songbai saw a flash of cold light and quickly hugged her,
He patted her back,
He apologized, "I'm sorry,
I'm sorry I scared you. "
"I should have written back earlier to let you know."
"Don't cry, my heart hurts from crying." He wiped her tears,
He said guiltily, "Granny said in the letter that you are very strong and eat a lot every day,
You rarely cause trouble for others. "
"I know you definitely don't want to trouble them,
I feel uncomfortable looking at your confidence. But Lanxiang, don't worry. I can accompany you at home to wait for delivery because I finished my studies in advance. "
As he spoke, he placed his large palm on his wife's stomach,
It was round and bulging,
It was very big. The slender and graceful waist of the past had long disappeared,
It was replaced by the pregnant woman's bloated belly.
But He Songbai felt that there was no moment more beautiful than now,
It made his heart burn, and he could not help but kiss her stomach.
"It's been hard on you. When Tang Tang comes out, I won't let you suffer anymore."
"You really finished your studies?" Zhao Lanxiang asked uncertainly.
He Songbai nodded affirmatively.
She kicked him under the bed and said, "My foot is cramping."
He Songbai sighed and quickly put down his luggage. He squatted down and rubbed his wife's feet. His skills were not bad. Because he often rubbed his grandmother's stiff muscles in the early years, Zhao Lanxiang gradually recovered her senses. As he rubbed her feet, the tendons and veins in her feet were unblocked, and she gradually became warm.
Zhao Lanxiang also unknowingly became sleepy and gradually fell asleep.
He Songbai changed out of his sweaty and smelly clothes and went out to take a shower. Clean and refreshed, he got into bed.
The summer was hot, and a pregnant woman's body temperature was very high. Not long after, he noticed that his wife was awakened by the heat.
He touched her wet clothes and wiped her sweat. He patted her back and coaxed, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."
"I'll fan you."
He took out the Cattail Kui Fan from the corner and waved it casually. In an instant, he felt refreshed … Zhao Lanxiang smelled the refreshing scent on the man's body and fell asleep comfortably.
She felt like she was in a dream. In her dream, he had come to take care of her.
The next morning.
Zhao Lanxiang woke up and saw He Songbai's enlarged face when he opened his eyes.
She pinched the man's face with her thumb uncertainly. He Songbai woke up the next moment and asked her vaguely, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat this morning? I'll make it for you. "
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the sun and said, "I woke up too late. Sister has already made breakfast."
He Songbai grabbed her hand and kissed her fingers.
"Did you do the prenatal checkup on time?"
"Can you show me Tangtang's ultrasound?"
Zhao Lanxiang had gotten someone to specially print out the ultrasound photos, hoping to keep them as a memento. She had already prepared herself for the worst. He Songbai was still in B City, and she had already given birth to the baby. She knew that he liked Tangtang very much and was thinking of Tangtang in the distant north. She had to send him some photos as a memento.
He Songbai looked at the dark photo. Actually, he could not see what it was clearly. There was only a thick shadow. He was afraid that even if he took a random photo at night, he would still be able to get the same effect.
However, he could not get enough of it no matter how much he looked at it. It was extremely rare. He gave full play to his imagination. As he looked at it, he pointed at the blurry part of the photo and said excitedly to Zhao Lanxiang, "This must be Tangtang's head. It's so round."
"This is either a hand or a foot."
"Is she a little fat? Or is this photo too dark … "He Songbai muttered unhappily. This seriously affected his judgment.
…
"She might be smiling."
"Our Tangtang is so handsome!"
He Songbai said with certainty after looking at the photos one by one.
This sentence caught Zhao Lanxiang off guard and she burst out laughing. She placed her hand on her stomach and gently stroked it. In a warm voice, she said, "Her facial features haven't even grown properly yet. How do you know she's handsome?"
He Songbai's face was filled with the pride of being a father for the first time. "She's a beautiful girl. There's no doubt about that."
Zhao Lanxiang did not refute him. Her cheeks were pink, and her dimples were deep. She was very happy.
The old lady was also very happy to know that her grandson had returned home. She said, "I don't know if it's a good idea to let you get married so early. Not only did it delay Lanxiang's studies, but it also made you run around."
However, she obviously misunderstood. He Songbai said, "I've finished my homework in advance. I'll just take the exam and get my graduation certificate in two months …"
The old lady was a little surprised when she heard this. However, when she looked at the two of them sitting side by side, she understood. They had endured such difficult years. To be able to get to where they were now, their relationship was naturally deep.
She said, "Since you're back, stay at home and accompany Lanxiang. It's not easy for a woman to get pregnant."
He Songbai thought that no matter how difficult it was, could it be compared to the hardships he had suffered back then? No matter how difficult and tiring it was to accompany his wife, he still felt happy.
However, he soon had a taste of how difficult it was to serve a pregnant woman.
In the early stages of Zhao Lanxiang's pregnancy, her morning sickness was quite severe. She could not eat even a little bit of fat. She, who used to love eating fish, turned pale when she smelled fish. Five months later, her morning sickness came again.
Sometimes, she would vomit all over the place when she drank water. As she spoke, she suddenly hurriedly looked for a spittoon and vomited.
He Songbai looked at his wife's tormented appearance. His heart was crushed.
He rubbed it repeatedly and asked guiltily, "When I wasn't at home in the past, were you like this too?"
Zhao Lanxiang changed her clothes in disgust. She rinsed her mouth in a somewhat embarrassed manner. "No, she used to be very obedient. Maybe she became spoiled after seeing you."
Little did she know that this was just the beginning. Zhao Lanxiang gradually became prone to morning sickness and could not eat. Her appetite was very weak. She did not like sour or spicy food. In order to cater to her taste, He Songbai had no choice but to specially make a pregnant woman's meal every day for her to eat alone. Otherwise, if she ate with everyone, she would definitely vomit all over again.
Zhao Lanxiang touched her stomach and said in distress, "I don't know what's wrong. Recently, my stomach has been moving a lot."
Even if it was the soft and cute Tangtang, He Songbai was annoyed by her.
He half-squatted down and fiercely negotiated with his stomach. "Can you stop tormenting your mother? Be good. When you come out, Daddy will give you candy."
Zhao Lanxiang could not help but laugh when she heard the man's childish words.
She said, "Let's go for a check-up later. The vomiting is too uncomfortable."
As she spoke, she suddenly held her waist and sighed. Tangtang kicked her stomach hard again, and her thin skirt was faintly propped up by her noisy hands and feet.
He Songbai placed his large palm on it and stared at his wife's stomach for a long time. He said bitterly, "This must be a naughty child."
..
Time was hard to pass, but it was also slowly approaching the end of summer. It was July, and the weather was getting colder. One night, just as she was about to fall asleep, Zhao Lanxiang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
He Songbai asked her, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Lanxiang was a little troubled, but she said eagerly, "I want to eat perilla plum …"
He Songbai turned on the lights and saw that Zhao Lanxiang's face was already red. Only her eyes were bright and watery. They were so wide that it was difficult to ignore them.
He sighed and asked her in resignation, "What is perilla plum?"
Zhao Lanxiang shook her head blankly. She said, "I've never eaten it before either."
She had heard a pregnant woman mention it by chance. What did perilla plum taste like? It was a kind of sweet and sour plum. After eating it, one could eat a lot of rice for every meal.
However, in her impression, plums were also described in this way. She faced He Songbai's sincere face and found it difficult to speak. Her face was burning red. She did not know if it was because she missed the plum or because she was being unreasonable.
He Songbai's heart suddenly felt stifled by his wife's answer. However, he could not stand the desire in her eyes that she was trying her best to suppress. He stroked her soft hair and said, "Wait, I'll ask Granny."
In order to be pregnant with this baby, she had been vomiting a lot during this period of time and had been losing weight day by day. It was not easy for her to have something she wanted to eat. How could He Songbai ignore it?
Fortunately, the old grandmother was not asleep. She was listening to the radio and reading a book.
He Songbai asked her bluntly, "Lanxiang wants to eat perilla plum. I want to make some for her to eat. Granny, do you know what perilla plum is?"
The old lady took off her reading glasses and thought carefully for a long time.
She said, "This may be a kind of plum made from green plum. It is wrapped in perilla. It is sweet and sour, and it makes one salivate. The smell is very unique. It is indeed helpful for pregnant women to eat it. "
"Let me think about it …"
Granny Li thought for a long time. She picked up a pen and roughly wrote down a recipe. A long time ago, she was also a young lady from a noble family who did not do any household chores and stayed away from the kitchen. However, before she was married, she had played around with this thing because it was a type of snack that was not difficult to make.
He Songbai looked at the recipe written by his grandmother word by word. His heart was warm and he immediately memorized it in his heart after reading it.
He could not wait to pick the green plums and make perilla plums for his wife. He said goodbye to his grandmother. His rationality told him to go to sleep, but he still let his head heat up. He groped in the dark and ran to the plum trees outside the house. Risking the danger of being chased by the family dog, he picked a bag of green plums and came back.
He Song Bai used a brush and coarse salt to wash the green plums one by one. According to the recipe, step by step, he kneaded the perilla plums, finished them off, and pressed them. Only tomorrow, he would take them out to dry for another day.
After he finished all of this, he put away the plums with satisfaction. He took out a few clean ones and brought them back to coax his wife.
Zhao Lanxiang waited for a long time. He Songbai did not come back until midnight. She was lying on her side and almost fell asleep. Footsteps gradually sounded outside the door.
The man handed a few clean green plums to her. "Eat. There are no perilla plums, only green plums."
Zhao Lanxiang sat up. Although her heart was craving thousands of claws, she still picked up the green plum and ate it.
Her mouth watered and she did not feel sour at all. She ate five in a row.
The next morning, after He Songbai woke up, the old lady came to find him again. The old lady said in distress, "Brouther Bo, you can't make this perilla plum. It has to be marinated for at least four months before it can be eaten."
He Songbai, who had just taken the plums out to dry, heard this and his expression changed.
He was silent for a while, then said, "It's okay. If I can't make it, I can buy it from someone else."
He finished his breakfast and went out without saying a word. He went door to door to ask about perilla plums. After several days of asking, his shoes were worn out. One day, he finally brought back a jar of black plums from an unknown village far away.
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