Chapter 91
Perhaps it was because her body was well-conditioned, or perhaps it was because her marriage was happy and she had no worries about food and drink. So besides being prone to drowsiness in the early stages of pregnancy, Ye Qingzhi had no morning sickness at all.
On the other hand, Li Jinfeng, who was pregnant again, was now vomiting whatever she ate, even water.
“Didn’t you say you were taking Chinese medicine to condition your body? How did you get pregnant?” Ye Qingzhi was a little confused when she heard the news.
Li Jinfeng’s face was pale. She waved her hand weakly. She didn’t want to have a child so soon either. Her fifth was not even two years old. This time, it was really an accident.
Li Jinfeng had gone back to her hometown in April and had stayed for almost a month. A short separation was better than a new marriage. She had been a little excited on the night she came back and had unexpectedly gotten pregnant.
“Are you alright?” Yang Xiaorou asked, giving her a green orange. “Try this. It might stop the vomiting.”
Li Jinfeng took the orange, brought it to her nose, and sniffed. The sour and astringent fresh scent indeed made her churning stomach feel much better.
This orange was still very green and couldn’t be peeled at all. It could only be cut with a knife. The smell immediately spread, and the whole room was filled with a strong orange scent.
As soon as Ye Qingzhi and the others smelled this, their mouths were already watering. When they saw Li Jinfeng eat, they also swallowed.
“Well? Do you feel like vomiting?” Yang Xiaorou asked quickly after seeing Li Jinfeng swallow.
Li Jinfeng felt for a moment and shook her head excitedly. “No, and I feel the urge to vomit has lessened a lot.”
“I told you my method works. When I was pregnant with my Haohao, I loved to eat all sorts of sour things, like preserved plums, green oranges, and green loquats. I even drank vinegar. They all say ‘sour for a boy, spicy for a girl.’ Jinfeng, this one is definitely a boy,” Yang Xiaorou said, cutting another orange for Li Jinfeng.
Ye Qingzhi tugged on Yang Xiaorou’s clothes, signaling her not to speak too full.
In fact, it was fine to say this to others, but this was Li Jinfeng’s sixth child. Before the birth, no one knew if it was a boy or a girl. The greater the hope now, the greater the disappointment if it didn’t come true. She might even break down then.
Yang Xiaorou had already regretted it after she had spoken, but the words were already out, and it was not easy to take them back. She could only change the subject with a laugh.
She didn’t know if it was because of what Yang Xiaorou had said, or because of Li Jinfeng’s physical needs, but she had been able to eat a lot of sour things since then.
Ye Qingzhi’s taste had not changed much, sour and spicy, or slightly spicy. And with her appearance getting more and more beautiful, everyone said that she was carrying a daughter.
“Daughter, I’m Papa. What name should I give you? Tangtang? Tiantian? Wife, which one do you think sounds better?” He Qiming asked, leaning his head on Ye Qingzhi’s belly. He was occasionally kicked by the little baby inside and smiled so happily his eyes curved.
“Jing Tang? Jing Tian?” Ye Qingzhi felt she could pick a few more characters.
“No, I was just talking about a nickname,” He Qiming said. He had originally wanted to say that a daughter could not be ranked with the boys, but on second thought, why couldn’t his daughter be ranked with them? “I still have to think about the formal name. A name that will follow the child for a lifetime must be chosen with caution.”
Ye Qingzhi smiled and nodded. That was right. It would follow the child for a lifetime.
Before they knew it, it was summer again. If there was one thing Ye Qingzhi liked most about this place, it was that there were no mosquitoes in the summer. You could say there were almost none.
“Qingzhi, have you had Old Hu take your pulse?” Li Jinfeng’s belly was already more than three months. Her pregnancy symptoms and reactions were different from before. She hadn’t said it, but in her heart, she was already sure that this one was a boy.
“I have. When I go to the hospital for a check-up, I’ll also have Old Hu take my pulse,” she said. This was Ye Qingzhi’s first pregnancy, so she was very nervous about this child. She wished she could just live at Old Hu’s place and not leave.
“That’s not what I mean,” Li Jinfeng said with a sigh. “I mean, have you had Old Hu check the gender? When I was five months pregnant with my last one, I had Old Hu take my pulse. He actually didn’t tell me. But when I think back, he had actually hinted at it, which means he could tell.”
Ye Qingzhi nodded in understanding. She was actually also curious about the child’s gender, but she had not thought of knowing in advance. She would wait until the birth to find out.
“How did Old Hu hint at it?” Ye Qingzhi asked curiously.
“He told me that boys and girls are the same, and that the child’s health is the most important. Old Hu knew that my first few were all daughters, and he still told me that boys and girls are the same. Isn’t that hinting that the child in my belly is a daughter? Sigh, Qingzhi, I’m already more than three months pregnant. Although the symptoms are like a boy’s, who can say for sure? What if it’s another daughter?” Li Jinfeng still couldn’t help but be anxious.
Ye Qingzhi held her hand and said with certainty, “Then it must be a problem with your Old Li’s seeds. Six daughters in a row. You can’t just blame the land. It’s impossible to plant a potato and get an eggplant, right?”
Li Jinfeng pursed her lips, her gaze fixed on Ye Qingzhi. Could she really shift the blame like that?
“Isn’t that so?” Ye Qingzhi asked with a smile, seeing her flickering gaze.
She wasn’t just talking nonsense. There was a scientific basis for it. Some men’s Y chromosomes were weaker or non-existent, so they could only have little daughters.
“That’s right. If this one is another daughter, then it’s Li Hanxing’s seeds that are no good,” Li Jinfeng said, slapping her thigh. That’s right. The child was born by both of them. Why should it be her problem?
Perhaps because she had found an outlet, Li Jinfeng constantly supported Ye Qingzhi’s statement.
“There was a person in our village who had seven daughters. Her family scolded her for not being able to have a son and sent her back to her parents’ home. Later, they married another one, and she still had a daughter. It must be that the seeds are no good,” Li Jinfeng said, her voice a little excited.
“Maybe,” Ye Qingzhi said with a smile.
After Li Jinfeng left, only Ye Qingzhi was left at home. She was bored, so she simply went to the study to practice calligraphy. But after writing for a while, she felt irritable.
I miss my mobile phone so much. If not, a novel would be good too. The book Old Hu had given Jingyan was almost worn out from her reading.
“Wife, honey,” He Qiming said, coming back with a lunchbox. Seeing Ye Qingzhi drawing there, he peeked over. “Who is this?”
“I’m just doodling,” Ye Qingzhi said, looking at the portrait on the letter paper. This was what she had looked like in her past life. She had thought she had forgotten.
“Are you bored? I’ll take you out for a walk in a couple of days,” He Qiming said, helping Ye Qingzhi to the living room. Just then, the few children came back from school. “Wash your hands and get ready to eat. We’re having braised pork today.”
Ye Qingzhi was about to get the bowls and chopsticks but was stopped by He Qiming and the few children. They wouldn’t let her move at all.
“Junjie sent a telegram, saying that the things we sent have been received and have been a great help,” He Qiming said, picking out the fat and putting the lean meat in Ye Qingzhi’s bowl.
Ye Qingzhi was not a picky eater, especially this kind of braised pork with both fat and lean meat. She had always liked it, but after she got pregnant, she couldn’t eat it anymore. Just the sight of it made her feel nauseous and want to vomit.
“What’s wrong? Does Little Lan have no milk?” Ye Qingzhi asked, turning her head to look at him.
“Yes, so Junjie sent me a telegram, asking me to help him buy some milk powder,” He Qiming nodded.
At this time, milk powder was a special item and required a prescription from the hospital to buy. If Ye Qinglan was confirmed to have no milk, the hospital could issue a prescription, but there was a limit. The child would definitely not be full. This was something the adults had to figure out themselves.
Ordinary families would feed rice soup, but how could rice soup be as nutritious as milk powder? So Jin Junjie had come to He Qiming for help.
“I didn’t expect Little Lan to have no milk,” she said. Ye Qinglan’s chest was not small. When they had gone to the bathhouse, Li Jinfeng had seen it and had even teased her that her future child would not lack food.
“I’ll ask someone. You should also ask Xiaorou. We can’t let the child go hungry,” He Qiming said, not wanting to discuss the matter of his little sister-in-law’s milk with his wife. He turned to look at He Jingyang. “Were you a good boy at school today? You didn’t bully your classmates, did you?”
This little boy, relying on the fact that he had three older brothers, was a little tyrant in preschool.
“I was very good. The teacher even praised me today,” Yangyang said, raising his small chin proudly.
“Our Yangyang is so amazing. Here, I’ll reward you with a piece of braised pork. You can’t be proud. You have to keep it up, understand?” Ye Qingzhi said, giving Yangyang a piece of braised pork.
“Thank you, Mama,” Yangyang said, so happy to be praised by Ye Qingzhi.
“Jingyan, Anmin, Anjie, have some meat,” He Qiming said, giving each of the three older ones a piece of meat. “How were you at school?”
Besides Ye Anjie being a little mischievous, He Jingyan and Ye Anmin had never made them worry.
“It was great. Dad, you don’t have to give us any. You eat it yourself,” Ye Anmin said, thinking of what he had heard in the toilet today. “Dad, someone wants to introduce Auntie Li Yang to a partner. It’s her younger brother. She told another teacher that Auntie Li Yang is decent-looking, has a job, and most importantly, has a pension and a subsidy. She said that after she marries her younger brother, all of this will be her younger brother’s.”
It was a blatant scheme. These people were really shameless.
“Do you know which teacher it is?” Ye Qingzhi’s voice was cold.
“I was in the men’s toilet. I didn’t see,” Ye Anmin said, hesitating for a moment. “From the voice, it sounds a bit like Teacher Huang.”
“Alright, I know. Hurry up and eat,” she said. This matter had to be told to Gu Yao so that she could inquire about it, so that Li Yang would not be schemed against without knowing.
He Qiming went to work, and the four children also went to school. Ye Qingzhi immediately went to find Gu Yao.
“What did you say? Someone has their eye on Yangyang? How can these people’s minds be so vicious?” Gu Yao said angrily.
It was also normal. Li Yang was good-looking, had a pension, a monthly subsidy of 16 yuan, and her own salary. If you could marry her, it was equivalent to marrying a golden doll.
The message had already been passed on. Ye Qingzhi also told Gu Yao about Li Jinfeng’s matter.
“I think she’s under a lot of pressure. I hope she can get her wish this time,” Ye Qingzhi said with sincere blessings.
“We all hope she has a son. Otherwise, she’ll have to keep having them,” Gu Yao sighed, shaking her head.
Time passed quickly, and it was the children’s summer vacation again. Besides He Jingyan, who did not like to go out much, the other few children had all made friends here and were never at home. Fortunately, Anmin would occasionally pull Jingyan out for a walk. Otherwise, Ye Qingzhi would have been really worried that he would be bored.
At the end of August, Ye Qingzhi was picking cucumbers in the yard. She suddenly wanted to eat a cold cucumber salad. She had just picked one when her stomach started to ache, a pain similar to diarrhea. Ye Qingzhi thought she had eaten something bad and ran to the toilet to squat for a while.
After running to the toilet three times in a row, her stomach hurt more and more. Just then, He Qiming came back. Ye Qingzhi called out to him, “Qiming, my stomach hurts so much. I think I’m about to give birth.”
“You’re about to give birth?” He Qiming quickly helped Ye Qingzhi sit down, went in to get the maternity bag Ye Qingzhi had prepared, and helped her to the hospital. “Can you walk? I’ll find someone to carry you to the hospital.”
“No need, hiss… let’s walk over. If we walk more now, it will be good for a natural birth,” Ye Qingzhi said. She had the original host’s memories and was considered experienced.