Chapter 398： The legs are a little soft

Chapter 398 My legs are a bit weak

An Zhiqiu drives around three times a day, delivering soup and meals to his wife and sister, picking up his father-in-law and mother-in-law. He also has to look for some food to replenish his body. Staying with him in the hospital at night is no easier than working, but it only costs the daily postage. It costs several dollars.

Fang Hongye only stayed in the hospital for two days before she felt labor pains. That night she gave birth to a fat boy weighing seven pounds.

Uncle Fang, Aunt Fang and An Zhiqiu stayed in the hospital all night. They were so excited that they couldn't close their eyes, but they were also afraid that the hospital would be chaotic. They wanted to keep an eye on the child in the cradle all the time.

It was An Zhixia who waited for the children to finish their breakfast and entrusted their lunch to Sister-in-law Deng. Then she went to the hospital and sent them back to catch up on their sleep. She, Mrs. Jiang and Sister-in-law Zhang took over.

It was the first time for An Zhixia to see such a small child at such a close distance. His face was as big as a palm, and his dark eyes followed the swaying figure. His little arms and legs kept stretching, and he cried aggrievedly from time to time.

Sister-in-law Zhang, who is more experienced, put her hand on the child's mouth.

The little guy's mouth opened eagerly and followed her search.

"He's hungry," Mrs. Jiang was also overjoyed. "Hurry up and give him a hug to his mother." The old lady was also trendy and directly used the word "mother".

Fang Hongye had just finished drinking crucian carp soup, took the child and started feeding it.

The little guy bit it down and drank it eagerly, making the adults keep shouting: "Slow down, slow down, no one will compete with you!"

An Zhixia was curious about everything, and she could kill a long time just staring at the little baby.

However, the child was too young and fell asleep after just a few sips. Mrs. Zhang pulled his ears and said with a smile: "When he drinks milk, you have to stroke his ears, otherwise the little thing will get lazy and fall asleep." , I couldn’t sleep for three minutes and woke up hungry and crying.”

In one day, An Zhixia also learned to hold the child and change the child's diaper.

When An Zhiqiu sent her home, the children gathered around her and kept asking what her little brother looked like and whether he was good or not.

An Zhixia's eyes were bright and she was smiling with joy, and she answered them patiently, "The day after tomorrow is the weekend. Your sister-in-law and brother are discharged from the hospital. Let's go to their home to see them."

Children are temporarily satisfied.

“Brother, did aunt and uncle say when we will hold a wedding party for the child? Who should we invite?” An Zhixia asked in a low voice.

"It will be around the full moon. If the hundred days are postponed to the end of the new year, the child's grandfather still wants to go back to the countryside to preside over spring plowing before the sixteenth year." An Zhiqiu watched the three children obediently lying on the Kang table to study, and lowered his voice. Said: "I thought about having a meal with my family and giving red eggs to my colleagues at work."

"Okay," An Zhixia didn't like the courtesy exchanges based on face, "I want to give my nephew a big red envelope!"

An Zhiqiu responded with a smile: "Do you think you can run away? You stay at home these two days, and I will bring you food at noon. I will pick you up after your sister-in-law is discharged from the hospital."

“Brother,” An Zhixia protested dissatisfied: “It’s only a few steps from here to the TV station…”

Before she could finish speaking, An Zhiqiu patted her lightly on the head: "You have a baby in your belly now, so be careful when you go out. I'm worried about some people on stage, so I'm right to be on guard. "

An Zhixia nodded helplessly, looked at him blankly and said, "Then my brother will come to pick me up and drop me off every day. I will be bored at home alone."

An Zhiqiu and her three children have finished all the housework. She has also made a lot of winter clothes for the family's one, three and three children, as well as the little peanuts in her belly. The quilt has also been refurbished. It can be said that this month's At that time, An Zhixia could not find any work.

"Okay, I take you for a walk every day. Your sister-in-law did what you said and walked around the playground for twenty minutes every morning, noon and evening. When she gave birth, she used as much force as the doctor said. She didn't suffer much, and she gave birth in two hours. It's out," An Zhiqiu said with a smile.

He stayed in the hospital for the past three days and experienced a lot of things.

Some pregnant women had their amniotic fluid broken, but the contractions hadn’t started yet, so they had to struggle all day and all night. Some pregnant women have difficulty giving birth, so doctors cut open their stomachs and take out the babies. There are also pregnant women who stay on the operating table forever.

An Zhiqiu's legs were shaking now that he thought about it. He is considered a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. While waiting outside the operating room, although he was nervous and scared, the fear was not very real.

Because he was determined that Fang Hongye and her son would be safe, but in the evening the bed covered with white cloth slipped past him and the miserable, desperate and heartbreaking cries of his family members made him suddenly assume that it was Fang Hongye lying on the bed.

An Zhiqiu's legs immediately became so weak that he almost knelt down. So much so that when he looked at An Zhixia, his stomach was filled with fear and fear rather than expectation.

"Xia Xia, you were right before, just use a good word for the child," he nodded firmly, thinking about the fact that his wife had to go through another childbirth, and her legs were still a little weak.

An Zhixia also touched her belly. She heard that giving birth is the most painful thing. She was quite afraid of pain, but this was something every woman had to go through, and it was a sacred mission that needed to be completed.

Li Hanqian was very fast. Within two days, he had already rented a vacant warehouse from the transportation team. The warehouse has two rooms, one large and one small. The small one is used to stack various materials, and the large one is taught by An Zhixia to the family members.

As long as the family members learn how to do it, they will be able to go to nearby supply and marketing social events to collect materials, without An Zhixia having to worry about it.

Sister-in-law Deng’s children are all in primary school and junior high school, so she temporarily takes on the job of registering and collecting money.

Because the atmosphere on the TV station was too tense, An Zhixia did not take along the family members of those who had been rejected by the Maicheng Craft Factory. Instead, only the family members of the team led by Fang Yuan were notified.

The family members were very happy to learn that they could take on large-scale odd jobs. As soon as the children left in the afternoon, they all carried their mats and clean cloth bags to the warehouse in a grand manner.

When I met acquaintances on the street and asked, they all smiled and vaguely said that I should learn some sweater patterns.

When they arrived at the warehouse, they closed the door to exclude the prying family members, found a seat and sat down, looking longingly at An Zhixia and Sister-in-law Deng.

An Zhixia said with a smile: "Sisters-in-law must know what we are doing here, right? I used to work in a supply and marketing cooperative, and I knew the leader of the company, so I suggested to him to do some leisure work outside.

Although there are garment factories and some rudimentary sweater assembly lines, there is a big difference between machine-made and hand-made sweaters.

So, if we can knit beautiful sweaters in large quantities, we can increase the variety of products in the supply and marketing cooperative and at the same time bring us some extra income, which can be shared by men. "

The family members were all excited after hearing this. Money is the cutest and most lovable thing. They expressed their gratitude to her with special sincerity.

An Zhixia didn't say much and went straight to the point: "I have obtained odd jobs for you, but the conditions are a bit harsh. You need to pay the material fee in advance, which is equivalent to a deposit, to prevent some people from bringing it home or deliberately wasting or wasting it. .

In the business world, villains are always put before gentlemen. I hope you guys can understand me.

The finished products are for sale outside the home, not for children and men to wear at home. They should be elegant, fashionable and beautiful. Whether they can earn pocket money depends on the individual abilities of the sisters-in-law. "

Sister-in-law Deng has told them these words one by one. Just because they were able to accept such a request, they ruthlessly took some of the money they had saved and put it in their pockets, preparing to pay the deposit.

They will cherish this opportunity and will never be fools who kill the goose that lays the goose to lay the eggs.

An Zhixia turned aside and asked Sister-in-law Deng and another Sister-in-law Yuan to be responsible for registering the payment and distributing materials. There were fifty-seven people in total, including the wives of transportation team employees, their mothers, or close relatives. All of them have some background in knitting and are ingenious people.

After the things were distributed, An Zhixia took out the sweater patterns she had sorted out and posted them on the walls of the warehouse one by one. She drew this with inferior colored pencils from a supply and marketing cooperative. The model simply outlined the curves with a few strokes, and was wearing sweaters of various contrasting colors and textures.

They are all fashionable and beautiful, like the opening credits of the Nine O'Clock Theater on overseas channels.

Everyone gathered around to watch it. They liked it but at the same time they couldn't help but doubt their own abilities. "Sister-in-law Fang, this dress is so beautiful. Can we knit it?"

The problem is that they can knit it and keep up with the speed. Will anyone buy the sweater?

People can figure out how to weave it by looking at it a few times, but it only takes a little effort. Who is willing to spend money on it?

An Zhixia smiled and said: "Why can't it be knitted? Just choose the right material and color, weave the pattern neatly and densely, and the number of stitches is correct. That's all."

The guys thought this was very true, and felt a little relieved. They nodded vigorously, saying that they would study hard and work carefully to live up to her help.

People in this era are rarely obese, so she plans to let everyone knit sweaters of one size, and after they all get started, she will break down the sizes.

They started by learning the simplest patterns and colors.

They are all used to doing needlework at home. Even though they don’t have many opportunities to knit sweaters, the family members get started quickly. They draw the appearance of the finished product and the weaving method in their own little notebooks, and record the number of stitches.

An Zhixia plans to teach everyone a lesson every other night, check and accept the previous results, and learn new ones after review.

As soon as she walked downstairs, she saw her brother coming in a hurry. She raised her wrist and looked at her watch in surprise, "Brother, are you sending Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang back? It's a bit early today, Aunt Zhang and Lao'er Are you guarding your sister-in-law and Xinxin in the hospital? "

The little guy was named An Shixin, and everyone hoped that he would be safe and successful in the new society. However, the old man was somewhat superstitious and felt that a child with a humble name would be more likely to survive, so An Shixin's baby was given a rustic nickname: Niudan!

An Zhixia couldn't shout.

An Zhiqiu's brows were still stern, he forced a smile and said hello to everyone, and then walked home while protecting his sister.

(End of this chapter)