"Mom! Mom! It hurts so much..." Jiang Zhuyin shouted in pain in the delivery room of the hospital, with a lot of tears and runny nose, and was extremely embarrassed.
At this time, she was lying on the delivery bed giving birth to her baby, crying heartbreakingly in pain. Like any mother there, she was experiencing the most painful moment in her life.
It's just that other mothers have their husbands, mothers-in-law, mothers, and sisters accompanying them to comfort them, but Jiang Zhuyin doesn't. She gave birth alone, and the severe physical pain and psychological helplessness made her feel very desperate. and pain.
Although she knew that childbirth was a painful process for women, she did not expect that it would be so painful that it made her struggle and wanted to jump out of the window. Fortunately, she was tied up and did not do anything irreparable. Come.
"Stop crying, save your energy to give birth to the baby. Give birth as soon as possible and end suffering as soon as possible." The doctor has become accustomed to the various embarrassments of mothers, and said to Jiang Zhuyin without any fluctuation in his tone, "Even if you call mom, mom can't help you. , you can only get through this alone."
Jiang Zhuyin's eyes were blurred with tears, and the severe pain in her body made it difficult for her to hear the doctor's words. She could only hear the word "mom".
How much she wants to have her mother by her side now. She thought that no matter how much she went too far, her mother would always be by her side. But she was wrong. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she clearly realized in her heart that it was her who was the one who She has to drop out of school to give birth to this child, which will break the mother's heart and make her rather go back to her hometown than come to accompany her to give birth to the child...
"Mom...I was wrong..." Jiang Zhuyin cried out in pain and regret. She clenched her fists hard, and when her body suddenly loosened, she felt something slippery coming out of her. It slipped out of the body.
"It's born." The doctor said happily.
Jiang Zhuyin's tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and then he fell into boundless darkness.
When she woke up, it was already several hours later. The nurse was giving her an intravenous injection. When she saw that she was awake, she smiled and said, "You finally woke up? You can just eat something to replenish your strength."
"How about my child?" Jiang Zhuyin asked feebly.
"Your child is fine. He is in the nursery and is being taken care of. Don't worry." The nurse comforted her.
Jiang Zhuyin felt relieved and felt hungry, making a growling sound.
Seeing this, the nurse said, "There is the nurse's phone number on the bedside table. You can ask the nurse to help buy food."
"Thank you." Jiang Zhuyin thanked the nurse and picked up the nurse's business card information. There was no one around her now, so naturally she had to do everything by herself.
After eating, the nurse brought the child over to her and said, "He is a boy. He weighs seven pounds and is very strong. If you have milk, feed him. Breast milk is very useful in enhancing the baby's immunity."
Jiang Zhuyin took the child, but found that he was too soft. She was shocked: "Why is it so soft?"
The nurse smiled and said, "That's how a newborn baby is. The more you hold it, the more you'll get used to it." After that, he taught her how to hold the baby.
Jiang Zhuyin learned it awkwardly, but she was as cautious as if she were holding a fire and flicking it. Fortunately, she was very maternal and got used to it quickly.
"Baby, my mother has suffered a lot for you." Jiang Zhuyin said with complicated emotions as he looked at his fragile and young son.
She was desperate to give birth to this child. When she first found out she was pregnant, she was very excited and happy. She felt that having a child of her sweetheart's blood was the happiest thing in the world.
But when she had to force herself to do boring jobs in order to make money, and because of the changes in pregnancy hormones, her body became more and more uncomfortable, and she had to bear both physical and psychological pressure. Her love for this child gradually began to grow. The time spent was less and less, and the previous joy and excitement slowly disappeared, replaced by unbearable regret and resentment.
When she found out that one day she would resent her unborn child, she almost collapsed. She never thought that she would have such an ugly and dark side. The child is innocent and has no choice. It was she, the mother, who had the ability to choose whether to give birth or not, but she resented the unborn child because of the difficulties during pregnancy. She was not a qualified mother at all.
Jiang Zhuyin had no room for regret. The price she paid for this was too high.
Now she looks at the child she once wanted to give birth to, but there is not much love in her heart. Instead, she is more concerned about: How much money will it cost to raise this child? Is my salary enough for mother and son? When the maternity leave is over, what will happen to the child? Who will take care of it?
Jiang Zhuyin's head hurt when she thought of the difficulties before her. She wanted to escape, but these problems could not disappear by escaping. She had to face it all.
"Wow wow wow..." The child suddenly burst into tears. Jiang Zhuyin was startled and hurriedly tried to comfort him. However, she made a big move and felt severe pain in her lower body. It was obvious that her body had not recovered from the damage caused by giving birth. Painful and hungry, she was about to collapse when faced with the crying child. She couldn't help but start crying too, with tears streaming down her face. She didn't know why she had fallen to this point!
At this time, Jiang Zhuyin finally remembered what Zhou Shichu had said to her, about how difficult it would be to be a single mother. At that time, she didn't think so, thinking that her love for her child's father and child could conquer everything, but now she knows that love is not everything. , all the pain can only be borne by herself.
Zhou Shichu didn't know that Jiang Zhuyin had given birth to a child. She was fertilizing the flower seedlings in her flower field. When the aunts and uncles in the village saw the flowers and plants she planted, they were very confused and wanted to watch a show.
He also asked her curiously: "Shichu, can these roses you grow really be sold for money? Even if they can be sold, in our place in Shankara, the flowers will become dregs when transported to big cities outside. Who can Want more?"
"It can be sold. Nowadays, the express delivery is very fast. As long as it is kept fresh, it can be sold. And even if I can't sell flowers, I can also sell dried flower tea. Anyway, the roses I grow are usable varieties. " Zhou Shichu explained.
Even if the dried flower tea cannot be sold, Zhou Shichu can still make rose essential oil by herself. She has the skills anyway, but there is no need to tell the villagers about this.
"Can you grow flowers well? We have never planted flowers here, and you suddenly do this. What should you do if you get sick or have insects? Do you have any ideas?" Uncle Huang is most concerned about this.
"Yes, I bought the book and learned from others." Zhou Shichu said sincerely.
