On the roof of Duan Qing's house, Deng Yuting and Wei Yali were sitting on deck chairs watching the stars. The starry sky in the mountains was particularly bright, just like the starry sky at home when they were children. The mountain breeze made them feel a little cold. The old woman brought two blankets up.
, said to them:
"It's late at night and the wind in the mountains is cool. Don't freeze. Go back to the house and sleep early."
After the old woman went down, Wei Yali tightened the blanket around her body and sobbed:
"I was so stupid to think he would marry me."
"Well, isn't it the same for me?" Deng Yuting said with a long sigh.
"It seems that the gossips that were circulated in the factory in the past are all true."
"Well, people say that every pretty female worker in the factory has been played by the boss. I didn't believe it at that time."
"Have they all been aborted?"
"Maybe."
"Yuting, what should we do?"
"I want to take the child away."
"No, Yuting, what should we do if we take her away? Go back to her hometown? That won't make her parents scold her to death, and the neighbors will laugh to death. If we don't go home, how will we live? Who will want a woman with children in the future?"
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"How about getting an abortion now? I have no illusions about him anyway. After the abortion, I can take the money and leave."
"He is already able to move, how can I bear to abort him?"
Wei Yali's stomach moved slightly at this time, and she screamed in surprise.
"Ah, I feel it too. He is moving, really moving. Gently, softly. Ah, is this really him moving?"
Seeing Wei Yali's happy face, Deng Yuting subconsciously stroked her belly, with a mother's smile on her face.
"If I don't give birth to him, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life." Deng Yuting said softly.
"But if I can't take him away after I am born, I will miss him forever."
"It's better to miss him than to kill him."
"If you give birth to a boy, will you marry him?" Wei Yali asked.
"Yesterday I was still dreaming about getting married, but not today."
"If he gives birth to a girl, what kind of relatives will he give it to?"
"have no idea."
"You said if he gave the girl to a relative, would we still be able to see the child?"
"Yes, he will always know who he gave it to."
"It would be great if we had a boy. At least we would know where he is and have a chance to see him when we want to see him."
"Hey, how about this?" Deng Yuting said.
"how?"
"We will talk to him tomorrow. As long as we have a boy, we will keep both children."
"Okay, there will always be a boy between us."
"This way we don't have to worry about finding the child in the future."
It was late at night. Only two deck chairs were left on the roof, silently facing the stars. The wind blew from the other side of the mountain, circled around the house, and then blew away into the distance.
The next day, the two women formed an offensive and defensive alliance.
"Did you sleep well yesterday? My two good wives." Duan Qing still had the playful smile on his face. He came over to hug this one and kiss that one, but he was pushed away by the two women.
"It seems that you don't plan to have an abortion. Well, you can have the baby if you want. I'm going back to work and we will take care of you."
"Wait." Deng Yuting said.
"What's wrong? If you want to have an abortion, I'll take you there right away." Duan Qing said impatiently.
"As long as the two of us give birth to a son, both children will stay." Deng Yuting said leaning next to Wei Yali.
"No, no, I don't want the girl. We agreed to give it to relatives." Duan Qing waved his hands and said.
"If you don't agree, we will take them away regardless of whether we have a boy or a girl."
"Didn't I tell you, you can't take it away."
"If we want to take her away, can you stop us?" Deng Yuting grabbed Wei Yali's hand, walked to Duan Qing and said.
"If that's the case, I won't give you a penny."
"It doesn't matter if you don't give it. We will take the child to the factory to ask for it." Deng Yuting replied.
"You, how dare you!" Duan Qing pointed at them with one hand on his waist and said.
"Duan Qing, don't think that we are afraid of you and can't cure you. If we risk everything, we can ruin your reputation." Wei Yali said, raising her voice.
"Oh, stop arguing, stop arguing." The old woman came over and grabbed her son and said:
"Qing, just follow what the girls say, if you have a son, keep him. I like girls."
Duan Qing looked around with boredom at the three women standing in the room, put down a word and went to the city without looking back.
"Okay, okay, it's up to you."
The days that followed were bitter yet joyful.
The feeling of two women who are pregnant with the same man's child living under the same roof is indescribable. Looking at each other's increasingly protruding bellies, both sides have unspeakable jealousy and expectations in their hearts. If it were not for her,
, maybe I will be in another situation? Can I be happy without her? Do you want her to give birth to a boy or a girl? Girl? No, no, no, what if I am a girl? Boy? No, no, two
Will the boy fight in the future?
Their ambivalent psychology became more and more intense as their bellies grew larger, and the relationship between the two women became more and more tense. They no longer stayed together to talk all day long, and sometimes they would talk together.
I couldn't say more than three sentences the whole day, and eventually the two of them simply stayed in their rooms except for meal time.
The old woman saw what the two women were thinking, so she took turns going to their rooms to chat with them, adding a little life to the house and preventing the air in the house from settling on the ground.
The tightened string suddenly disappeared that night with Deng Yuting's exclamation.
The three of them went to bed very early that night. Deng Yuting and Wei Yali slept on the second floor, and the old woman slept on the first floor. The night in the mountains was very quiet, except for the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind, and not even the chirping of mosquitoes.
"Ah——" A soft cry suddenly came from Deng Yuting's room.
Wei Yali immediately sat up from the bed, put on her clothes, opened the door and walked into the corridor.
"Ah——" Another soft cry came from Deng Yuting's room.
Wei Yali gently pushed open Deng Yuting's door.
"What's wrong?"
"pain."
"is it going to deliver soon?"
"Maybe, ah——"
"Just wait, I'll call someone." After Wei Yali said that, she quickly turned and went downstairs to find the old woman.
The old woman went upstairs to take a look, asked Deng Yuting where it hurt, and then said:
"It's okay, it's still early, I'll go call the midwife."
"No, mother-in-law, we need to go to the hospital, the best hospital in the county." Wei Yali pulled the old woman and said.
"It's okay, girl, which hospital should I go to to have a baby? We all gave birth at home, so I'm ready."
"No! I need to go to the hospital right away. Go to the village and call someone." Wei Yali insisted.
"It's midnight, who should I call? Besides, there's no car." The old woman complained.
"There is a car. I saw an agricultural tricycle in the village. Go and call one."
"I don't have money to go to the hospital either."
"It's okay, I have money. You hurry up and call a car. This is for the sake of your grandson. Come on, mother-in-law."
"Oh, okay, okay, I'll call you."
Wei Yali carried the quilt on her bed downstairs with her big belly, and then came to help Deng Yuting, who had already begun to have contractions, and came downstairs. After a while, a farm tricycle drove over. Everyone got on the tricycle together.
After laying out the bedding, they put Deng Yuting in the car. Then Wei Yali and the old woman got in the car, and the three women rode in the car and drove to the county town.
When we arrived at the County People's Hospital, it was already dawn. Wei Yali, with her big belly, was busy going through the formalities and paying the money, and finally sent Deng Yuting to the obstetric ward.
Deng Yuting, who was lying on the hospital bed, grabbed Wei Yali's hand and said with tears:
"Yali, thank you."
"No need to thank me, I did it for myself." Wei Yali stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and said while holding her belly.
Deng Yuting successfully gave birth to a baby girl. Looking at the cute pink elf, Wei Yali forgot all her jealousy, worries and worries. She took care of her day and night, regardless of her own body that was about to give birth.
Duan Qing arrived at the hospital and saw a girl, with disappointment and disgust on his face. He threw down a sum of money and went back to Haizhou that night.
After Deng Yuting gave birth, the two women discussed it and decided not to go back to the village for the time being, but to stay in the hospital. At first, the hospital said that there was a shortage of beds and she was discharged, so Wei Yali took the money and went to the department director, but later not only did she not call Deng Yuting
He was discharged from the hospital and went through the hospitalization procedures for Wei Yali.
After Wei Yali was hospitalized, she went to see the head nurse. The head nurse happily adjusted the beds for them, and the two of them stayed in a double ward.
Before Wei Yali gave birth, both women were nervous. In addition to worrying about the safety of Wei Yali's mother and child, they were even more worried about the child's gender.
Wei Yali had a difficult delivery. After screaming in the delivery room all night, she was finally pushed into the operating room.
Outside the operating room, Deng Yuting was waiting nervously with her daughter who had just turned one month old. The old woman also clasped her hands together and kept mumbling. The gender of this child determines everyone's fate, determines whether the old woman has a grandson, and determines the two children.
Whether they stay or go will determine the fate of the two women.
The door of the operating room opened, and Deng Yuting handed her daughter to the old woman. She hurriedly walked to the nurse and took over the baby who was wrapped in a quilt with only a small pink head exposed.
"Congratulations, it's a girl." The nurse said softly.
This time Duan Qing didn't come to the hospital at all. Deng Yuting and Wei Yali hugged each other and cried for several nights, and the old woman sighed and wiped her tears with them. Fate plays tricks on people like this. What is the chance that both of them are girls? Maybe?
Some people can calculate it clearly, but can anyone calculate it accurately?
Deng Yuting went to the department director and head nurse to stuff money again, and the two continued to stay in the hospital. Duan Qing came to the hospital once, and the three of them had a fight. Finally, they agreed that Duan Qing would pick them up when their little daughter was one month old.
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On the first night after she was discharged from the hospital, Wei Yali said she hadn't named the children yet, so Yuting, please name them both.
"We met at the Dream Clothing Factory, and their births are related to the Dream Clothing Factory. Let's call the older one Rumeng, and the younger one Ruhuan." Deng Yuting said, looking at the two babies lying side by side on the bed.
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"Well, this period of our life is really like a dream."
"Yali, do you think we will meet again in the future?"
"Yuting, if I want to find you, where can I look for you?"
"My hometown is Dengjia Village in the eastern suburbs of Zhongjiang City."
"My hometown is Weijia Village in the southern suburbs of Zhongjiang City."
The next day, Duan Qing handed them a bank card each. The old woman hugged her two granddaughters and got into Duan Qing's car, leaving the two disheveled women in the crowd in front of the hospital ward building.