After Song Yuzhou took care of her, Jiang Zhiling's dysmenorrhea symptoms were finally relieved.
When she woke up the next day, Jiang Zhiling felt like she had walked away from hell.
Jiang Zhiling walked out of the room and saw Song Yuzhou in the kitchen.
"Don't you have to go to the military camp today?" Jiang Zhining was surprised.
"I'm asking for leave." Song Yuzhou said, taking out the hot sweet potato porridge from the pot.
Jiang Zhiling was in pain last night. He was worried about her, so he went to the army early in the morning to write a leave request and take good care of her today.
Jiang Zhiling sat at the small dining table, looking at the steaming porridge, her eyes sparkling with happiness.
Even in her time, she had never eaten porridge fresh from the pot.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nice to be taken care of." Jiang Zhining responded with a crooked eyebrow.
Song Yuzhou's hand fell on her head. Suddenly, he noticed her twisting her waist.
"Backache?"
"Well, a bit." Jiang Zhiling chuckled, "My body is not suitable for giving birth. Otherwise, my waist may hurt even more."
She once had a colleague who suffered from severe bleeding after a caesarean section and was about to die. After that, she often suffered from back pain.
From that time on, she was afraid of giving birth.
Song Yuzhou remained silent and suddenly knelt down on one knee. Under Jiang Zhiling's puzzled gaze, Song Yuzhou's hand fell on her waist.
Then, his powerful thumbs kneaded her waist.
Jiang Zhiling looked at his handsome face, his pursed lips showing seriousness, Jiang Zhiling's heart was pounding and speeding up.
"Are you feeling better?" Song Yuzhou asked in a low voice.
"Well, it's much better." Jiang Zhiling's big eyes flashed with a smile in her eyes, "Old man, you can really hurt people."
Hearing this, Song Yuzhou's ears were filled with heat.
"My physical strength is not bad." Jiang Zhining teased pointedly.
Song Yuzhou's face turned red instantly: "Have breakfast, bring brown sugar water, go back to the house and lie down, I will do other things."
After saying this, Song Yuzhou quickly turned around to take care of Xixi who was about to get up.
Seeing him running away shyly, Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly: "This old man is quite innocent."
The soreness in her back was better, Jiang Zhiling picked up the spoon and started eating slowly.
After drinking the hot porridge, Jiang Zhiling returned to the house obediently. She was weak when she got her period, so Jiang Zhiling naturally wanted to take good care of herself.
After all, your body is yours and you must be responsible for it.
Because she was tired from doing farm work in space yesterday, Jiang Zhiling's menstrual cramps were more severe.
While lying on the bed to rest, Liu Zhilan came.
"Sister Zhi Ning, how are you feeling today?" Liu Zhilan entered the room enthusiastically and asked with concern.
"Thanks to Sister Zhilan's brown sugar water, it's much better now." Jiang Zhiling said with a smile.
Liu Zhilan waved her hand: "If you want to thank me, thank Captain Song. I just told him how to make brown sugar water. Captain Song is so considerate. When he came over late at night and asked me to teach him how to make brown sugar water, he paid attention to even the details." , I’m afraid it won’t work.”
Listening to her words, Jiang Zhiling smiled knowingly: "He is a good man."
"Yes, Captain Song is kind and capable. If it weren't for those children, he wouldn't be so old and never married. Now that I have you, things have turned around. Zhi Ning, it's hard to be a stepmother, right? .”
"No. To be honest, I don't object to being a stepmother. As long as you educate your children well, you can still get close to them even if they are not related by blood."
"But it's always better to have your own child. It's a pity that Song Chen won't let you have that child." Liu Zhilan said sympathetically.
"Song Chen?"
"Yes. That kid Song Chen is gloomy all day long, but he takes good care of his younger brothers and sisters. Someone joked to him before that if Captain Song gets married and has children, he will definitely kick them out."
Jiang Zhiling exclaimed: "How can you say that?"
"Yes, Song Chen was only eight years old at that time, and he got into a fight with that man, and he was very cruel. Later, when Captain Song found out, he told everyone that he would not have children even if he got married, let alone such a child. Three kids.”
Jiang Zhiling frowned slightly.
"After that, no one introduced a partner to Captain Song. After all, no one wants their daughter to marry and suffer the consequences of raising children for others. With a child like Song Chen, this stepmother must be very aggrieved."
"I think Song Chen's child is pretty good, but he lacked the love of his parents since he was a child. In addition, his parents left him in various ways, and he doesn't feel safe, so he has a withdrawn personality."
Jiang Zhiling smiled slightly. She thought that if she were Song Chen, she might make the same decision as him.
Seeing her say this, Liu Zhilan couldn't say anything else.
Suddenly, Liu Zhilan saw the sanitary napkin on the bedside table and said with envy: "This is a sanitary napkin, right? Captain Song is really willing to give it up."
"Is it expensive?" Jiang Zhiling was puzzled.
"It's expensive. This small bag costs 11 yuan. My Lao Li's monthly salary is only 52 yuan, so we can't afford it. So we all use sanitary belts, which can be used for washing, which saves money."
It can still be used after washing... Jiang Zhiling shivered and couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that Song Yuzhou was willing to spend money on her.
In the past, she only knew that supplies were scarce in the 1980s, but now she really feels it.
But even if Song Yuzhou's salary is high, he can't afford to squander it.
Thinking like this, Jiang Zhiling decided to make money quickly, otherwise she might not even be able to use sanitary napkins in the future.
Although, her man will become the commander-in-chief in the future.
After chatting with Jiang Zhiling for a while, leaving a few eggs, Liu Zhilan left.
Song Yuzhou walked into the house and saw the dirty underwear Jiang Zhiling had changed last night. He was about to pick it up, but was stopped by Jiang Zhiling: "I'll wash that myself."
"I'll come." Song Yuzhou said simply.
Looking at the bright red on her underwear, Jiang Zhiling blushed: "I can wash it myself later."
Not to mention that this was the 1980s, even in modern times, few men were willing to help women clean their aunt's blood.
"I'm here. You can lie down peacefully these days and don't touch the water." Song Yuzhou warned.
"But……"
"Be obedient." Song Yuzhou came to the edge of the bed and held her cold little hand. "My mother fell into the water because of her menstruation. My mother said that women are very weak during their menstruation and should be taken good care of."
It turned out that Song Yuzhou's mother died when he was very young because of her poor health after falling into the water and too much hard work.
He didn't want Jiang Zhiling to make the same mistake again.
Looking into his eyes, Jiang Zhining teased: "Aren't you afraid of bad luck? Some people say that aunt's blood is filthy, and if a man touches it, he will get bad luck."
Song Yuzhou shook his head: "My mother said that if you love your wife, you will get rich."
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "I think it makes sense. But women have a few menstrual holidays every month. Don't you have to take care of me every month?"
"Okay." Song Yuzhou's expression was serious and serious, "I will take care of my wife by myself."
