Do children in Jiang Yang have children?
Mr. Zhong Shu is not good at housework, just like her other child, so she temporarily named this passage "Two Children in Jiang Yang".
Back in Oxford, I was pregnant. Married people usually expect to have a child, and we are no exception. Fortunately, I was idle at that time. When the child was born and brought to France, I could take it out. We know that many female students studying in Paris let their children out or send them to nurseries or foster families in the countryside.
Zhong Shu told me earnestly: "I don't want a son, I want a daughter-just one, just like your daughter." I am not satisfied with "liking me". I want a daughter who looks like Zhong Shu. Daughter, like a book, doesn't know what it looks like and needs imagination. Our daughter is really like a book, but that's another story.
I thought I was pregnant and ignored it. But when I was pregnant with a child, I knew I had to contribute everything in my body to this new life. In lower animals, the growth of new life is the destruction of the mother. I didn't destroy it. I just got a 30% discount, and everything has gone down. At the end of the year, Zhong Shu described me in his diary like this: "The end of the season (Ji Kang, that is, Jiang Yang-editor's note) adds up to what I have learned this year, but unfortunately I am not enough ..." He laughed at me "because I am a good wife and mother, I still want to be a female doctor ...".
Zhong Shu is very serious. She accompanied me to the maternity ward early and booked a single room, so that the female dean could introduce an expert doctor. Dean asked:
"Want a woman?" She is an expert herself, and she delivers babies in general wards. )
Zhong Shu said, "I want the best."
The female dean introduced me to Dr. Spencer. His garden house is not far from our apartment.
Dr Spencer said I would have a "coronation day doll". Because he expected the doll's birthday to coincide with the coronation ceremony of George VI (May 12). But our daughter is not interested in the coronation of the king of England. Maybe she doesn't want to come into this world. 18 entered the maternity ward, but 19 tried her best to give birth to her. The doctor gave me medicine to die safely.
When I woke up, I found myself wrapped in a flannel bag like a newborn baby with a thermos at my feet. My stomach is empty, even my belt and bones hurt, and I can't move. I asked the nurse around me, "What's the matter?"
The nurse said, "You have worked very hard, very hard."
Another nurse probes at the door. She asked me curiously, "Why didn't you shout?" She watched me die in pain without saying a word.
Unexpectedly, I said, "It still hurts to scream."
They are getting weirder and weirder.
"Do all women in China understand philosophy?"
"Women in China are not allowed to shout?"
The nurse showed me the doll in her arms and said that the doll was born blue all over and she was alive. It is said that this doll is the second China baby born in Oxford. I'm not fully awake, I can't talk, I'm sleepy.
Zhong Shu came to see me four times this day. I was taken to the maternity hospital by car the day before. Our apartment is not too far from the maternity hospital, but it can't be reached by bus. Zhong Shu had to cross several parallel bus roads, so he had to walk. He came in the morning and knew that he had a daughter. The hospital wouldn't let him see me. The second time I came, I knew I was still awake after taking stuffy medicine. Come to see me for the third time; I have been liberated from my flannel bag, but I am still too sleepy to speak. The fourth time was after afternoon tea, and I woke up. The nurse took the doll out of the nursery to show it to his father.
Zhong Shu looked at it carefully, read it over and over again, and then proudly said, "This is my daughter, and I like it."
When Yuan grew up, I told her my father's "welcome speech", and she was very grateful. Because I had never seen a newborn baby at that time, according to my description, she was ugly and strange. I learned that Zhong Shu came for the fourth time, and he has walked back and forth seven times. I was afraid that he would be exhausted, so I asked him to go back by car.
When Ah Yuan was sensible, every birthday, she always said that it was a day of distress for her mother. But it's hard for dad, and it's hard for her. She came back from the dead. She may not want to, crying loudly. Because of her crying, the nurses called her Miss Singer Gao, which translated as "Miss Singer" and transliterated as "Miss Xinghai".
The single room is upstairs. If the weather is fine, the nurse opens the French window and pulls the hospital bed onto the balcony. I occasionally see two or three patients in the next room. The hospital estimates that there are only six or seven or seven or eight single rooms. Nurses serve well. My bedroom is a yuan's restaurant. Every day, the wet nurse regularly brings the dolls to eat, and when she is full, she brings them back to the nursery. There are guards there, and people who don't wear white coats are not allowed in.
Generally, people who live in a single room stay for about a week or ten days, those who live in a general ward only stay for five to seven days, and I stayed for three weeks and two days. The charge for the maternity ward is one guineas per day (guineas is 1.05, and shops use "pounds" to calculate, but the fees for tutoring, doctors and lawyers all use "guineas"). The maternity ward has limited beds and few single rooms. Staying long is not welcome. I was discharged from the hospital several times and had another accident. The maternity hospital made an exception and made me a very special patient.
Two days before discharge, the nurse asked me to take the elevator downstairs to visit the general ward-a unified room, 32 mothers, 33 dolls and a pair of twins. The nurse showed me that the doll was stripped, weighed, washed and returned to her mother. The dolls are all lying in the sleeping basket and hanging at the end of their mother's bed. I envy the doll hanging at the end of the bed, because I can only hear Ah Yuan's crying, but I can't see her. The nurse taught me how to bathe and dress the doll. I learned, but not as fast as they did.
During this period, Zhong Shu lived alone and visited the maternity hospital every day. He often says with a bitter face, "I did something bad." He knocked over the ink bottle and dyed the tablecloth of the landlord's house. I said, "Never mind, I'll wash it."
"Ink!"
"Ink can also be washed."
He can go back at ease. Then he did something bad and smashed the light. I asked what the lamp was, and I said, "Never mind, I'll fix it." He went back safely. The next time he was worried, he said that the door shaft was broken, and a goal ball at both ends of the door shaft fell off and the door could not be closed. I said, "Never mind, I'll fix it." He went back safely.
I said "Never mind", and he was really relieved. Because he believed me when I said "it doesn't matter". When we were exploring in London, he had a boil on his cheekbone. I am in a hurry, too. Someone introduced an English nurse and taught me hot compress. I comforted Zhong Shu and said, "Never mind, I will treat you." I give him a serious hot compress every few hours. In a few days, I uprooted the last pus stuck to the gauze, leaving no scar on my face. While he was grateful, he believed in what I said, "It doesn't matter". All the "bad things" he did when I lived in the maternity ward were really repaired after I returned to the apartment.
Zhong Shu called a car to pick up his wife and daughter from the hospital, and then went back to the apartment. He stewed chicken soup, peeled the tender broad bean petals, cooked them in soup and served them to me in a bowl. People in the Qian family will be surprised to know that their "big officials" can serve the maternity in this way.