Chapter 498 Cuihong's Postpartum Life 2 tushumi.cc

As soon as Zhou Qiaomei stepped out the door with her bamboo basket on her back, Cuihong took out the lobster meat from her spatial storage, which had already been processed and had its shells removed, leaving only the meat.

These were all stocked up during her pregnancy. They were steamed without any seasoning, a simple process for easy consumption.

Having been in the hospital for so long, Cuihong, who loves seafood, has tried her best to control her cravings.

When she came to her senses, the plate in front of her was empty. Touching her stomach, which had been full instantly, she felt extremely satisfied.

While her child was fast asleep, she checked her stockpiled goods, then brought out a plate of braised octopus and slowly enjoyed it with her chopsticks.

To avoid allergic reactions in children, it's best to stop giving Cuihong (a type of savory spice) in moderation and observe for two days before trying other recipes.

She didn't understand the concept of allergies at first, but Xiaojiu, knowing her love for seafood, specifically reminded her.

Her family's kang (heated brick bed) was quite large, and little Dundun, with her eyes covered, would lie by the window and bask in the sun for a while every day.

In addition to calcium supplementation, it can also prevent jaundice from becoming too severe.

Cuihong's main activity was moving from one room to another, tidying up and organizing the things in the rooms.

"I can't not reply now, my older sisters must be worried. Well, I'll have to reply to each one."

Cuihong hates writing, but she has no choice but to write, even though she has already asked Xiaojiu to tell everyone.

But she also needs to give a more detailed account so that everyone won't worry, especially since she just gave birth and can share her experience with her older sister.

Although she had worked in the obstetrics and gynecology department, her younger sister's account was definitely more authentic than what she had seen with her own eyes.

In the past few days, many people from the family compound have come to visit her. Some brought eggs, some brought snacks, and some even brought vegetables.

Cuihong carefully recorded everything, because her eldest sister had said that these gifts would have to be returned in the future, and she couldn't leave any out.

"My God, why would someone bring such dirty clothes as a gift?"

While Sister Zhou was helping to tidy up, she noticed a small bundle. She opened it and saw—

Good heavens, it turned out to be a pile of tattered, old, stained, and yellowed children's clothes, and even had a strange smell.

She picked out two pieces at random, both covered in patches, and Cuihong thought of the older sister with dry hair and a sallow complexion.

"Could this be the patchwork garment she was talking about?"

“Who would give away beggar's clothes like this? Even if they have patches, they should at least be clean. Look at this…”

Anyone with a modicum of taste would never be willing to give it away.

Cuihong also felt that the other party had come to disgust her. A newborn's skin is so delicate, yet there are mold spots on it.

You could get infected if you're not careful.

Cuihong was a little angry, feeling that this person didn't take them seriously at all.

That immediately rejected the idea of ​​putting on a show.

"Sister Zhou, I'm too lazy to be polite with this kind of person. Let's just return it."

Our little scallion is growing quite well, so I'll pluck some for her as a token of my gratitude.

It would be best to find a way to let others see the gift she gave, so that I won't have to return the favor if something happens to her family in the future.

"Okay, don't worry, I know what to do."

This guy is even worse than the vegetable delivery guy!

At least they gave us a generous amount, and everything was already picked and looked fresh.

That Deputy Battalion Commander Pang's family is really despicable; they look so petty and stingy. I wonder if they did it on purpose.

Because of her hearing impairment, Cuihong communicates with them less, but she is very good at dealing with people and situations.

If you can fool people like this, there's no need to go through with the second one, so she won't have to bother arguing about it.

Zhou Qiaomei has been living in the family compound for some time now, using the identity of Cuihong's cousin.

She knew exactly where everyone lived; it was this fat deputy battalion commander's house, which he had only come over after the New Year.

They also lived in cave dwellings, but they were very dilapidated and not as big as Cuihong's house.

Zhou Qiaomei was a sociable woman. Carrying a bundle and scallions, she greeted people as she walked.

Even if they hadn't spoken much before, once Cuihong was in postpartum confinement, she could recognize everyone who had visited her.

Without saying a word, people would ask her where she was going, and that was exactly what Zhou Qiaomei was waiting for.

Pretend to accidentally untangle the bundle, scattering the dirty clothes inside all over the floor, and you'll have a topic of conversation.

So even though Zhou Qiaomei only moved from the east end to the west end, from the pit courtyard to the cave dwelling and even to the bungalow area, she spread the word that Deputy Battalion Commander Pang's family had given him rags as a gift.

When Zhou Qiaomei delivered the items to the rightful owner, that sallow and emaciated face actually gave a cruel smile.

"You don't want such a fine patchwork garment?"

Just then, her three daughters were playing in the house. When she saw what they were wearing, as well as Liu Aidi's greasy hair, sweaty clothes, cloth shoes with her big toe showing, and clothes so dirty they were reflecting light, she couldn't help but frown.

"Look at what you're saying. Cloth is so precious these days. We're grateful enough that you're giving us clothes made from the clothes of many families. How could we possibly look down on it?"

Cuihong has many relatives, and the clothes and fabrics they give her are far too many to wear, so this "hundred families' clothes" are not needed.

Well, I was thinking you have a lot of kids, right? If you alter it, the kids can have a few different outfits to wear.

"Look, I don't have much at home, but these scallions are growing quite well. Since you don't have any in your yard, take them and eat them!"

Zhou Qiaomei spoke with a smile throughout, showing no sign of disdain in her eyes, and even praised Liu Aidi and her three daughters.

In the end, the family happily accepted the scallions and the patchwork garment, and watched Zhou Qiaomei leave.

"Is it all done?" Seeing Sister Zhou walk in with a smile, Cuihong couldn't help but look at her curiously and ask.

"Of course, there are people like Liu Aidi in our village, and this isn't the first time I've dealt with them."

Alright, it's nothing, you should get some rest!

"It's only been a short time since I've been home, and little Dundun has already pooped a lot again. I need to go wash some diapers."

Before washing the diapers, Sister Zhou brought over a bowl of the Four Red Soup that was warming on the stove.

"Here, this is full of good stuff: red beans, peanuts, red dates, and goji berries. It's good for replenishing your qi and blood. Have a bowl of this first, and drink the rest tonight."

Watching Zhou Qiaomei quickly gather up the dirty clothes and leave the house, Cuihong, while playing with Dundun who was nursing in her arms, sighed that getting along with people depends on first impressions.

When Sister Zhou first arrived, I envied her.

"You have no parents-in-law above you, and no siblings of the same generation to interfere with you below you. You are truly blessed."

The only downside is that you don't have anyone to help you. You don't even have anyone to talk to. Don't you feel bored?

She had also complained about the unfairness of fate, even grumbling to herself.

"When I first got married, I thought I was the happiest person in the world."

Although my husband is away from home most of the year, his parents treat me very well. I only have two sisters-in-law, and they have both married and moved away.

My husband sends me his salary, and my in-laws help out at home, taking care of everything for me. What a wonderful life!

But who would have thought?

Who would have thought that one day he would return as a box and become a martyr…”