Chapter 1 The system takes me through time and space
"His dad, Sui Sui is still awake at this moment. I'm so worried. I should have insisted on sending her to the hospital if I had known I shouldn't have listened to her. It doesn't cost much to have a natural birth. I'm just afraid of being seen by others.
It’s unpleasant, but it’s better than this…”
"We've already given birth, so what's the use of regretting it now. Don't you want to talk about it, cousin? It's probably because the scholar is weak and faints from exhaustion. He will wake up when he recovers. As for that child, do you really plan to give it up for adoption?
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"Otherwise, what should we do? Xiao Nizi refused to tell anyone who the baby's father was, and she was not willing to stay in the fishing village and find someone to marry. As for the dignified college students, it was difficult for them to survive until they graduated. The state gave them a package and designated a confinement period.
I'm going back to Dahai City to work.
How can an unmarried girl get a good reputation with a reputation? The key is how can she raise a child alone? She is still a premature baby, and it is difficult to raise her at first sight...
Besides, I didn’t come up with this first, it was just my own idea. Even though she is soft and weak, her temper is as stubborn as my brother’s. Even ten donkeys can’t stop her from making up her mind..."
Separated by a thin wall panel, not a word of the chatter between the couple in the main room fell into Xu Suizhu's ears.
At first she thought it was a dream, but as her consciousness returned, she realized something was wrong.
Are you still alive after a plane crash? Well, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, she understands.
It's like going out to throw away the garbage and feed a stray cat, but luckily picked up a lottery system that is a high-tech product from an alien galaxy, and then, with a dubious attitude, used the lottery equipment for the island vacation - a diving suit and bikini, and was very happy.
I flew to the island for seven happy days and found out that the system was really not a pipe dream. I was about to come back and celebrate, but I was unlucky enough to encounter a plane crash on the way back.
There is no need for her to question the wise saying left by her ancestors.
It stands to reason that the survivor of the plane crash would either lie in the intensive care unit of the hospital waiting for rescue, or notify the community to take her home.
Even if her father married her stepmother and had a younger brother and completely forgot about her as a daughter, she would still shed a few drops of cat urine after receiving the bad news of the plane crash, right?
Why did they send her to the fishing village? How about a smooth delivery or a difficult delivery...
The more he thought about it, the weirder he felt. Xu Suizhu opened his eyes with difficulty. Above were the dusty beams, and through the cracks in the roof came the sound of howling wind. It sounded scary, like a typhoon passing through, and the whole house was
Shaking. I couldn't help but feel a little startled.
Who is she? Where is she?
Suddenly I was a little confused about the situation.
Before he could recover, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, and then his lower body felt hot and something seemed to be dripping out.
Isn't it because I'm on my period?
Xu Suizhu tried to sit up in embarrassment, but her body went limp, her elbows were weak, and she hit the bedside table with a dull sound, which made her grimace in pain.
"Suit? Are you awake? God bless you!"
The couple in the main room heard the noise and opened the door curtain.
"Oh, you just gave birth. What are you doing sitting up? Tell me what you want."
Shrimp?
Just gave birth?
Say who?
Xu Suizhu looked confused.
Also, she didn’t know the woman in front of her at all, so why did she become her aunt?
Her aunt is as heartless as her scumbag father, when has she ever cared about her so much?
And her appearance was also different. Her sharp and mean aunt was not half as kind and kind as the woman in front of her.
"You girl, do you regret being born? You should have listened to your aunt a long time ago. Wouldn't it be better to go to the health center to have an abortion as soon as you come? You have to suffer this..."
The woman helped Xu Suizhu lie down and murmured, "Now that I have given birth, it's too late to regret it! Just as you said, I will find him a family who needs a child and secretly give it to him for adoption... What a pity, he is a leader,
If your uncle and I didn't have the energy to watch the fishery, your brother and sister-in-law have two children of their own, and they really want to stay and raise them by themselves..."
"Ahem." The woman's husband was not allowed to enter the mother's room, so he interrupted the woman's mumbling with a pestle at the door, "Sui Sui hasn't eaten anything after giving birth. She should be hungry by now. Go and get it for her."
Order something to eat, and the baby will wake up in a while so I can feed her."
"Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory!" The woman patted her forehead and said, "I forgot that you haven't eaten for a day. But the baby, after you passed out, you fed him half a bowl of rice soup and he fell asleep now.
Zhengxiang, when he wakes up, feed him a few mouthfuls of milk. For such a little baby, just drinking rice soup won't help..."
After saying that, he rushed to the kitchen to serve rice porridge.
Xu Suizhu was left lying on the bed with stiff hands and feet, not daring to move.
It wasn't all because the quilt underneath her body was soaked with blood. The main reason was that she discovered that this specific body was not hers at all.
Could it be that after the plane crash, her soul left her body and entered someone else's body?
Before she could figure it out, the bag on the inside of the bed moved, and a burst of baby crying came out, shocking her so much that she almost fell off the bed.
But I quickly realized that this was the original owner's child.
But to ask her, a young lady who has never been in love once, to lift up her clothes to breastfeed... it's a bit shameful.
Fortunately, the original owner's aunt heard the baby's cry in the kitchen.
She came in with two bowls of rice soup, one bowl was thicker and was for Xu Suizhu; the other bowl was thinner and contained the most nutritious top layer of rice porridge, ready to be fed to the child.
"You haven't eaten since you gave birth, and you probably don't have much milk. First, drink a bowl of porridge to cushion your belly, while the fermented eggs are cooking on the stove. Later, you'll drink two bowls. You can only feed the poor little thing if you have milk!"
"Aunt, aunt, what, below me..." Xu Suizhu propped up her elbows, neither sitting nor lying down, with a look of embarrassment written all over her face.
"You have lochia, right? It's normal! Just lie down and I'll change the blanket for you later."
"But……"
"It's like this after giving birth. There is a lot of lochia in the first few days. The toilet paper will get dirty immediately after putting it on. It's better not to use it. If the felt is dirty, your aunt will wash it for you. When you run out of toilet paper, you have to go to town to buy it."
Xu Suizhu: "..."
"I know you love to be clean. It only took a few days to endure it. On this typhoon day, I don't know if the cooperative in the town is open..."
"Is there really a typhoon?" Xu Suizhu was startled. He thought it was just a strong wind.
"Isn't that right? Weather forecasts have become more accurate in the past few years. When a typhoon is said to be coming, it will actually come. If only your father had been so accurate at that time... I won't mention this on a good day, but the maximum wind force of this typhoon is...
It is said that there are seven levels, and the fishery does not dare to risk going to sea, otherwise your uncle will have no time to live..."
Xu Suizhu's heart also turned over and over again.
The plane crashed in the dead of winter. Where did the typhoon come from? It couldn't have drifted to the southern hemisphere, right?
The next second, the quartz clock on the bedside table gave her the answer - August 9, 1989, and the hands pointed at exactly 8:9.
Such a festive number, but she couldn't laugh at all.
Did she get into Doraemon's pocket—did she go back thirty years from 2019?