Li Manjun sighed, pushed the person away, turned on the light, and said to Zhao Yong with red eyes: "I seem to be on my period."
"What?" Zhao Yong still didn't react, his mind was filled with that color.
Li Manjun pushed him away and got out of bed. A wave of heat surged out and her whole body froze, "It seems like it's really coming!"
Zhao Yong wanted to ask her what was going on, but he was startled when he saw a light blush blooming on the back of Li Manjun's gray sweatpants, and the beauty dissipated in an instant.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you bleeding?" Zhao Yong jumped out of bed in a hurry. Such a big reaction made Li Manjun very embarrassed.
"Have you never seen it?" she asked, standing still and not daring to move, and asked Zhao Yong to help find a knife and paper.
God knows she actually forgot about menstruation and was not prepared for anything.
According to the memory of the original owner, she should have had her period once in May, but maybe due to time travel or other factors that affected her body's hormones, she didn't have her period for the entire month of May, so she naturally forgot about it.
I didn't expect that today would come by such a coincidence.
Zhao Yong had never seen it. He had only heard of it, and it was a very outrageous legend, saying that women would bleed several times a month.
He grew up alone. There were no female elders around him to teach him this knowledge, and other women were too shy to talk about these things, so they were unable to obtain correct information at all.
When Li Manjun heard him asking her if she would come several times a month, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, and another wave of heat surged through her lower body.
Zhao Yong told Li Manjun not to move, rushed out of the living room and brought in a large knife and paper. Li Manjun took it and asked Zhao Yong to go out.
"Wait a minute." She stopped him again, "Help me buy a few packs of sanitary napkins. I want one pack for night use and two packs for daytime use."
Zhao Yong nodded and looked at her worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Li Manjun waved his hand, "It's okay, go quickly."
Zhao Yong took another look at her to make sure that she was not dying from bleeding. He quickly put on his clothes, pants and shoes, took his money and car keys and went out to buy sanitary products for her.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people on the streets in the old city. Only people were drinking and eating late-night snacks in restaurants.
Zhao Yong unlocked the bicycle parked in the corridor and rode his bicycle through the streets looking for shops.
Several department stores nearby were closed. He rode from the second ring road to the first ring department store, where he found a 24-hour drug store where he bought sanitary napkins.
There is no one for night use or day use as Li Manjun mentioned, there is only a set, which contains one for night use and one for day use, with a pack of twelve tablets.
A palm-sized bag costs five yuan.
A large pack of cotton balls costs just over a dollar, and a kilogram of tissue paper only costs 60 cents. Zhao Yong was shocked by the high price. He didn't expect sanitary napkins for girls to be so expensive.
Thinking that Li Manjun would use it in the future, Zhao Yong bought four packs, then rode his bicycle and hurried home.
He was afraid that Li Manjun would faint from excessive blood loss alone.
"I bought it back!"
Zhao Yong opened the door and rushed in. When he looked up, he saw Li Manjun standing in front of the kitchen counter. In front of him was a basin. In the basin were the pants she had changed and were soaking them for washing.
Xiaoguan said that it seems difficult for women to touch cold water when they come here. Zhao Yong took the tampon he bought from Li Manjun and pulled it away from her, "Don't touch the cold water. Let me wash it for a while."
Li Manjun didn't show any pretense and took the sanitary napkin into the bedroom to change.
When I opened it, I found that today’s sanitary napkins don’t have little wings. Wow!
That night, Li Manjun slept very poorly. He lay stiffly and did not dare to move. There was an old sheet underneath him, for fear of accidentally soiling the new bedding.
We don’t have a washing machine at home, so washing bed sheets is a chore.
Zhao Yong didn't sleep well either. He held his wife in his arms and couldn't see or touch her. He felt uncomfortable all night, and he couldn't stand it anymore at dawn.
Splashing cold water on my face finally suppressed the manic depression.
I went downstairs to buy breakfast, then squatted on the bedside, watching my wife sleep and waiting for her to wake up.
Zhao Yong has been waiting for this moment of warmth for twenty years.
Now, he has a home again.
When Li Manjun woke up, he opened his eyes and saw an enlarged face in front of him. At first glance, it looked a little strange. He was startled, but after a while he realized that it was Zhao Yong's face.
Yes, she is married and now moves to Rongcheng.
"Why did you get up so early?" Li Manjun asked lazily, rubbing his eyes.
Looking at her lazy look, Zhao Yong felt inexplicably cute and cute, so he couldn't help but move closer and kissed her face.
Li Manjun raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, grabbed the collar of the man who was about to retreat, leaned up and pressed his lips, which were a little dry, slightly peeling and prickly.
Seeing the tips of Zhao Yong's ears slowly turning red, Li Manjun fell back on the bed and smiled triumphantly.
Zhao Yong's breath shortened, "You messed with me!"
He stood up and was about to throw himself on the bed, but Li Manjun blocked him with his hand, "It's not good, don't move me, I'm going to miss..."
Before she finished speaking, she felt something strange under her body. Li Manjun froze. A sanitary napkin without small wings was too crude.
Seeing her like this, Zhao Yong didn't dare to come any closer and stepped back, curiously asking: "What's leaking? How is it leaking?" Qianqianyi哾
"Do you still want to take a look?" Li Manjun glanced at him angrily.
Zhao Yong nodded seriously, "Let me see."
He must understand all aspects of his wife.
Li Manjun laughed helplessly, slowly sat up from the bed, got out of bed and put on his shoes. When he looked back, he saw that there was indeed a drop of blood on the old sheets.
"Is the sanitary napkin you use bad?" Zhao Yong also saw it and asked doubtfully.
He heard Li Manjun complaining about this sanitary napkin several times, saying it didn't have little wings or anything like that.
So, what exactly are small wings?
While Li Manjun was picking up pants from the closet, she replied: "It's not easy to use, but it's better than nothing."
She was thinking last night that luckily she had traveled to the 1990s. If it had been ten or twenty years earlier, she wouldn't have known where to find sanitary napkins.
"You go out." Seeing Zhao Yong still standing in the room, Li Manjun pulled out the dirty old sheets and handed them to him, "Take them and clean them partially, dry them and use them tonight."
"Oh." Zhao Yong responded, looking at her with his big and deep eyes for two seconds, then reluctantly exited, and said to her: "Do you want to go to the toilet? I'll go down and help you line up. Hurry up and get ready.
Come down."
There is only one public toilet in the nearby buildings. It is most crowded in the morning and you have to queue up to use the toilet.
Li Manjun didn't know this yet, so he responded strangely, changed his clothes and pants, and wrapped the dirty things in an old newspaper and took them downstairs to throw away.
When we arrived near the public toilet downstairs, it was quite lively. The queue stretched from the entrance of the public toilet to the intersection.
"Hey, why is there a man here? Young man, I'm afraid you are in the wrong queue. The men's toilet is over there."
Zhao Yong turned back to the aunt, "I'll arrange it for my wife, can't I?"
The women around them suddenly laughed. This was a rare thing. It was the first time they had seen this.
