roccoschili Chapter 112 Pregnant
Chapter 112 Pregnant
After Song Chunlin's cooking, the Song family members all felt that this was a dark dish, and they all surrounded the pot of pineapples but were hesitant to start.
Only Song Qinshi, she didn't know why, but her saliva began to water when she smelled the unique fragrance of pineapple. Under the gaze of everyone, she was the first to use a bamboo stick to pick up a piece of pineapple to eat. She thought it would be very salty after soaking in salt water, but Song Chunlin didn't put much salt. The sweetness of the pineapple was stimulated by the subtle salty taste, and it was indeed much more delicious than eating it directly just now.
Song Qinshi couldn't stop eating one bite at a time. Seeing how happy she was eating, everyone picked up bamboo sticks and started eating too.
"This pineapple is so delicious and sweet." Song Chunsheng said and ate another piece.
Song Chunlin only peeled two pineapples, and wasted a lot because of his unskillfulness, so the whole pot of pineapples was quickly finished. Song Qin swallowed the last bite, still feeling a little unsatisfied, and looked at Song Dazhuang eagerly.
Having slept in the same bed for many years, Song Dazhuang understood what his wife meant. He could only resign himself to picking up the pineapple and starting to peel it like Song Chunlin had done just now.
Not to mention that Song Dazhuang was quite talented. He peeled a pineapple quite well the first time. After peeling one pineapple, he found the feel for it and immediately peeled the second and the third.
When he was about to pick up the fourth one, Aunt Song quickly asked her son to stop.
"You've cut so much, how can we finish it? The food we just ate hasn't been digested yet."
Grandpa Song also nodded. He ate several pieces in a row and his stomach was indeed a little full.
Even Song Chunsheng, who was the biggest eater in the family, said he couldn't finish it. Song Dazhuang put the pineapple down with a wry smile.
Song Chunlin: "Dad, if you want to peel it, let's peel it together. This pineapple can be used for cooking. It tastes sour and sweet and is delicious."
Auntie Song and Qinshi Song, who often cook, were surprised and asked, "Can this thing also cook?"
Song Chunlin took out his tablet and searched through a large number of videos to find the recipes for pineapple sweet and sour pork, pineapple chicken and pineapple duck.
The Song family gathered together and watched with relish the chef in the video frying pineapple with fried meat. The crystal clear meat pieces and the golden pineapple covered with sauce were enough to make people drool just by watching the video.
"Oh my, this can actually be used to cook. It looks really delicious."
The whole family was only focused on looking at the meat, and Song Qin had eaten half of the pineapple in the basin without them noticing. When Song Chunlin found out, Song Qin had already squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
He was shocked by Song Qin's actions and asked her anxiously: "Mom, why did you eat so much? Is your stomach full? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The others said they were also scared. It was the first time that Song Chunsheng saw his mother eat more than him. His eyes involuntarily fell on Song Qin's belly, trying to see if she was full.
However, Song Qin still looked unsatisfied. She picked up another piece of pineapple and started eating.
"Don't worry, this pineapple is so delicious. The fish meat just now was too fishy and I didn't eat much. I can eat this to fill my stomach."
After hearing what she said, everyone still felt something was strange, but they didn't think much about it. They just thought that it was Song Qin's first time eating pineapple, so she liked it so much.
However, in the evening, Aunt Song specially used pineapple to make the sweet and sour pork and pineapple chicken that she had just learned. The family at the dinner table ate with gusto, except for Song Qinshi, who tasted the cooked pineapple and immediately felt nauseous.
"Oh my God, this pineapple smells like meat. I... Ugh~" Song Qin quickly took a sip of water to suppress the strange meaty smell in her mouth.
"No, I can't eat this. Raw pineapple is better."
As soon as she finished speaking, she found that everyone was looking at her with a very strange look. Song Qin thought she had said something wrong and was a little at a loss.
Song A-mo didn't think much about it at first, but Song Qin's reaction just now and her recent behavior made him suspicious.
He looked at Song Qin's belly with a complicated expression.
"Mother Chunsheng, are you pregnant again?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole family became excited. The happiest one was Song Dazhuang, who almost jumped up immediately.
"Wife! Are you really pregnant? I'm going to be a father again! Ahahahahahahahaha! I'm going to be a father again!"
Song Qin looked at her husband's ecstatic expression and lowered her head in a daze. She gently stroked her belly, and for a moment she felt as light as if in a dream.
Grandpa Song was the first to calm down. He changed the dishes on the table and placed some light vegetarian dishes in front of Song Qin, and told her to eat her meal first.
"Eat a little, don't go hungry. Tomorrow morning, let Dazhuang accompany you to Doctor Wang to take your pulse. We can tell whether it is the case or not after he takes your pulse."
Song Qin had no choice but to calm down, casually ate a few bites of vegetarian dishes, and put down her bowl and chopsticks as she did during the day.
After Song Chunlin and Song Xiaojiu finished washing up, they ran to their parents' room. The children put their heads on Song Qin's belly one by one to listen.
Song Qin was both angry and amused, and poked a few people's heads.
"It's not even a matter of time yet. Besides, even if she's pregnant, there's no sign of it now."
The little brats smiled awkwardly and were carried back to their own rooms by Song Dazhuang after he came back from washing up.
After coaxing the children to sleep, Song Dazhuang's expression changed from joy to a hint of melancholy.
His big hand gently covered his wife's lower abdomen, but as Song Qin said, even if she was really pregnant, there would be no movement at all now.
"Alas, you suffered so much when you gave birth to Xiaobao. The doctor at that time said that you could not get pregnant. Now you are pregnant suddenly. I actually feel a little uneasy."
Song Qinshi was not as sad as he was. Instead, she felt quite relaxed.
"I'm not afraid, so why are you afraid? Besides, I've already given birth to three sons. If it's a girl this time, would you be willing to beat her?"
Song Dazhuang naturally knew that his wife was just comforting him. In fact, the doctor had said something else: even if Song Qin really got pregnant in the future, the child would be easily aborted.
Song Qin gave birth to Song Xiaobao at the wrong time. The family was short of food and clothing. Not to mention when she was pregnant, even during the confinement period after giving birth, she had few nutritious meals. At that time, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song ran to the mountains to pick some dates and persimmons, dried them and gave them to Song Qin to eat, which barely kept the mother and daughter alive.
But because of this, Song Xiaobao was born with congenital deficiencies, and Song Qin could no longer get pregnant, and even if she did, she couldn't keep the baby.
Song Dazhuang didn't dare say these words to Song Qinshi, for fear of saddening her. Until Song Xiaobao was one year old and the family was preparing to flee famine, Song Dazhuang hardly touched Song Qinshi, for fear that Song Qinshi was really pregnant. If she couldn't keep the child, it would be a fatal blow to her.
After arriving in the capital and settling down, their lives became better and better. Song Dazhuang only occasionally had sex with Song Qinshi. He never thought that even though he had deliberately reduced the frequency of sex, Song Qinshi could still get pregnant.
It was said at the beginning that it would be difficult to get pregnant again, so this is what you call difficult?
Song Dazhuang didn't sleep well the whole night. He looked quietly in the direction of Song Qin in the dark. He secretly made up his mind that no matter whether Song Qin was pregnant this time or not, he would ask Doctor Wang to make him a contraceptive soup to drink. As for why people asked him to drink the medicine, he would just say it was a tonic.
After making up his mind, Song Dazhuang finally felt a little sleepy, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Because she had something on her mind, Song Qin woke up early in the morning while Song Dazhuang was still sleeping. In the past, she would have gotten up immediately and gone to the kitchen to cook, but today she just didn't want to move and lazily curled up in bed in a daze.
Breakfast was cooked by Song Amuo, which was fragrant red date millet porridge, served with large steamed buns made of three-grain flour, steamed sweet potatoes and yam, and some corns grown in Song Chunlin's space. Song Amuo thought about it, washed a few eggs, and put them in to cook together.
The Song family members got up one after another. After having breakfast, Song Dazhuang took his wife to see Doctor Wang.
Doctor Wang had just finished his breakfast. When he saw the couple coming together, he thought that the Song family's child's illness had relapsed.
"Da Zhuang, Sister Song, why are you two here together? But Xiao Bao is not feeling well again?"
Song Dazhuang waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, Doctor Wang, my Xiaobao has completely recovered in the past few days. I came here today to ask you to take my wife's pulse."
"Oh?" Doctor Wang first glanced at Song Qin's face. Seeing that her face was rosy and shiny, he knew that she was not sick. Combined with Song Dazhuang's expression, he had some guesses in his mind, so he immediately asked Song Qin to sit down.
After Doctor Wang took Song Qin's pulse, his expression suddenly became serious.
"Did you have a difficult birth last time?"
Song Qin thought that Doctor Wang's medical skills were indeed excellent, and she quickly replied: "Yes, when I gave birth to Xiaobao, it was the most difficult time for my family. My body was not well taken care of, so it was quite difficult to give birth."
Doctor Wang nodded in understanding: "Your body was not ready during pregnancy, but the birth was difficult, and you did not receive good care after delivery. You have seen a doctor before, right? Did they say that you will have difficulty having children in the future?"
"Yes, Doctor Wang, you are absolutely right. My wife almost lost her life giving birth to Xiaobao that year. The doctor also said that it would be difficult for her to get pregnant in the future. These days, she always feels tired and sleepy, and eats much less than before. We didn't think much about pregnancy. Now that you ask this, does it mean that my wife is really pregnant?"
Doctor Wang told him seriously: "She is indeed pregnant, but this pregnancy seems unstable. She hasn't made up for the loss of the last pregnancy. She needs to be well taken care of when she returns home. Don't do heavy work and get more rest. You said she is easily sleepy and doesn't like meals recently, so try to make more things that she likes and can eat."
After saying this, Doctor Wang began to write the prescription. After a few quick strokes, he finished it and handed it to Song Dazhuang.
"I don't have the medicine you need here. You can go directly to Shenghetang in town to get some. I have written down how much you should get. The steps for decocting the medicine are written on the back. There is a medicine that requires a very specific time to be put in. Don't make the mistake."
Song Dazhuang carefully put away the prescription as if it were a treasure, paid the consultation fee, and took Song Qin home.
The whole family was looking forward to it. Seeing the young couple walking back with smiles on their faces and Song Dazhuang escorting them all the way, everyone had a pretty good guess as to what was going on.
Song Chunlin was the happiest: "Mom, are you really going to give birth to a little brother or sister for us?"
Song Chunlin had never come into contact with many children in his life, especially newborns, so he was more excited than everyone else present.
Song Dazhuang pushed the children aside like ducks and carefully helped Song Qinshi in.
"Your mother has worked so hard to have this pregnancy ruined. You little brats, stop hanging around your mother and be careful not to bump into her belly. Got it?"
The little guys agreed obediently. Song Dazhuang sent them to the room with satisfaction. He didn't even drink a sip of water and hurried out.
Song Chunsheng asked Song Qinshi curiously: "Mom, what is Dad doing now?"
Song Qin had no choice but to explain to everyone: "Da Zhuang went to get medicine for me. My pregnancy doesn't look good. Doctor Wang said I need to take medicine to protect the pregnancy for a few days. I will go to him to check my pulse next month."
Upon hearing that their daughter-in-law was pregnant, both Grandpa Song and Grandma Song showed guilt on their faces.
"It's all our fault. We failed to help you recover after giving birth. Otherwise, we wouldn't have let you suffer this again."
Song Qin comforted the two old people: "Don't blame you, Dad, little dad. At that time, it was the limit for me to eat only 80% full. Other daughters-in-law had to work in the fields even when they were pregnant. Not only did I not have to work, but any good things in the house were given to me first. I always remember your kindness to me."
Hearing their daughter-in-law say this, the old couple felt very relieved. They had seen from the beginning that Song Qin was an easy person to get along with, otherwise they would not have let her into their home. Now it seems that they did not make the wrong choice.
Yongle Village was only six miles away from the town, and Song Dazhuang borrowed a ox cart and arrived there quickly. As soon as he entered the town, he went to get medicine and returned in a short while.
At this moment, Song Qin was already eating an orange. The orange was naturally produced in the space. Song Qin had not been able to eat rice recently, but she particularly liked to eat fruits and would eat until she was full.
Look, she only ate a few bites of the food prepared specially for her, but kept eating fruits one after another.
In particular, she asked for sour oranges, which stumped Song Chunlin. All the fruits in his space were plump and sweet. Where could he find sour oranges for Song Qinshi!
So after rummaging through the boxes and cabinets in the space, Song Chunlin finally found the orange that was squeezed under the supplies. It still had a green peel. Song Chunlin took a bite and it was so sour that he almost fainted.
He grinned and held the orange in front of Song Qinshi. Song Qinshi smelled the fragrance of the orange, and her appetite improved a lot for a moment.
She sat on the chair and ate one by one. Song Chunlin felt his teeth aching just by watching her.