Fengcheng old events

Chapter 118 Big Fat Boy
Three forty.

The nurse came out again.

Zhang Qingzhi looked at the nurse blankly.

"It's born, big fat boy. Ouch, I almost scared me to death. It's the first time I've encountered something like this. It's pretty smooth, and I came down after moving my two little feet. The umbilical cord is not wrapped, and it's smoother than normal."

Zhang Qingzhi instantly lost his strength and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.God bless, good luck.

The nurse was playing with the baby, Zhang Qingzhi went inside, put Liu Guixin on the trousers and carried him to the push bed, and together with the nurse, pushed him to the ward, carried him to the bed and covered him tightly.

The child weighed over eight catties, was white and chubby, and just didn't like to cry. The doctor groaned twice after taking pictures for a long time. His eyes had already been opened, and he looked around as if he could see things.

The doctor also followed, holding his gloves and laughing: "Old Zhang, your son almost didn't scare me to death. Fortunately, he is very smooth."

Zhang Qingzhi just expressed his gratitude.There are no red envelope gifts these days, if you dare to give it, you have to grab it. At this time, it is about serving the people and paying attention to the spirit of dedication.

"Standing a dragon and sitting a phoenix, this child can stand so smoothly. His big eyes were opened when he was born. It's the eighth day of the second lunar month. It just so happened that the dragon just raised his head. He will definitely be very successful in the future. You child , I think it’s called Long De, and it will definitely work.”

Zhang Qingzhi was only happy at the moment, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, I will listen to Director Feng."

Dr. Feng went over to look at the sleeping child: "Okay, then you can rest, you've already had one and you understand all those things, so I won't bother you. It scares your son so much, I need to sleep for a while."

Dr. Feng opened the door and left, leaving only three people in the room.Zhang Qingzhi got Liu Guixin some warm water to drink, and looked at the child: "It looks like you."

Liu Guixin was a little weak: "This child is too troublesome. I thought he couldn't get out. Doctor Liu didn't dare to do it, so he called Director Feng. I didn't feel anything at ordinary times, but this child, In the stomach is sitting."

Zhang Qingzhi said with a smile: "If there is a score, I will be a high-ranking official in the future."

Liu Guixin glanced at the child and smiled: "I dare not think about it. Oh, I was shocked. I always thought it was a girl, but it turned out that he had an upside-down belly and the wrong shape. I was looking forward to it in vain."

Zhang Qingzhi said: "If you want others to hear your words, they won't scold you. They are all looking forward to having a son. Who are you looking at?"

Liu Guixin moved his body: "I'm not strong, give me a hand. Who am I jealous? I really want a girl. It would be nice to dress up nicely."

Zhang Qingzhi went over to help Liu Guixin adjust his posture, and straightened his clothes: "Go to sleep for a while, you're so tired. You won't be able to sleep when he wakes up tomorrow."

Liu Guixin agreed: "You can sleep for a while, don't worry now."

Zhang Qingzhi tucked Liu Guixin's quilt again, and after checking that nothing was wrong, he went to turn off the light, and lay down comfortably on the bed next to him. He was really relieved, and now he could have a good sleep.

Just after the Chinese New Year, there were not many people in the hospital, and Liu Guixin was the only one in this room, if he really couldn't get a bed to sleep normally.

In the morning, Zhang Qingzhi was woken up by Liu Guixin, who was hungry.

Zhang Qingzhi got up and went to the water room to wash his face with cold water, then went downstairs to buy food.There is a canteen in the hospital but no breakfast.

At this moment, private business is speculative and must be arrested and jailed. All the shops and restaurants on the street are state-owned units, including shops that fry fried dough sticks and steamed buns.

Unlike shops, restaurants are not all businesses of commercial bureaus, but collective units can also operate them, such as street neighborhood committees, hospitals, and factories all operate their own restaurants, mainly to serve their own workers and at the same time face the society.

In fact, it's just about earning more money for welfare.These days, the unit has a lot of benefits, many of which are provided by the unit itself.

There are restaurants and funeral supplies stores in front of the hospital.

Stitching wreaths, selling shrouds, and making paper figures and horses seems to be a feudal superstition. In theory, it should be wiped out in Sijiu, but the fact is that no one touches this stuff.

The business of the restaurant is not good, few people are willing to come out to eat out these days.But these days, restaurants don’t care whether their business is good or not. Anyway, they are open every day. If someone buys, they sell it. If no one buys it, they digest it internally, or family members come to eat.

Family members do not need to spend money and food stamps, it is counted as employee benefits.

"Whatever the enemy opposes, we must support; whatever the enemy supports, we must oppose. Comrade, I buy food."

Several staff members in the restaurant gathered around the stove to chat, and Zhang Qingzhi yelled.

"Serve the people wholeheartedly." A man in a chef's overalls replied, stood up and walked over.A few women were enjoying themselves behind, and they didn't know what they were having fun with.

"Are you hospitalized?" the chef asked.

"Have a baby." Zhang Qingzhi replied, "Bring me six buns and two bowls of millet porridge. Some pickles. Are there any boiled eggs?"

The chef shook his head: "It's not cooked. If you want to cook it, let me know in advance."

Turning around, he took out two large aluminum rice from the counter, packed millet porridge in one lunch box, put buns and pickles in another lunch box, and handed it to Zhang Qingzhi: "Eighty cents, half a catty of food stamps. There is no money for pickles. A daughter-in-law is born? A boy or a girl?"

Zhang Qingzhi took out the food stamps: "I gave birth, boy. I gave birth at three o'clock this morning. Why do you charge so much for this food stamp?"

The chef scratched his hair: "There is no way, two buns count as one tael, and millet porridge counts as two taels. That's the rule, this box is more than two taels."

Zhang Qingzhi handed over the money and food stamps.

There must be more than two taels of millet porridge in this big aluminum lunch box. In fact, there is no standard these days. They are all public, and it depends entirely on the person or mood.

The lunch box is not given, but borrowed.You have to return it after eating.There is no deposit required. People these days don't have this concept, and no one will refuse.I dare not.If these two big lunch boxes were reported and exposed, they would be sentenced to at least three years.

This is state property.

The chef found a half-new towel for Zhang Qingzhi to rest his hands on. The porridge and steamed buns were both hot.

Zhang Qingzhi wrapped the two lunch boxes in a towel and hugged them in his arms, and hurried to the ward with chopsticks and aluminum soup, fearing that it would get cold after a while.

When Zhang Qingzhi returned to the ward and closed the door, Liu Guixin was breastfeeding the child.

"Are you awake? Are you making trouble?"

"No fuss, no fuss at all, just open your big eyes and look around, as if you can watch."

Zhang Qingzhi put the lunch box on the bedside table and leaned over to take a look at the child. Even though he was breastfeeding, his dark and bright eyes were not idle, they were still shaking and looking around.

"Can he really see? It doesn't feel like he can't see it." Zhang Qingzhi stood beside the bed, leaning over to look at the child.Hearing the sound, the child's eyes immediately looked over.

Liu Guixin stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Qingzhi away: "It smells like smoke. You are cold, stay away."

Zhang Qingzhi heheed a few times, and went to open the towel on the lunch box: "I didn't have boiled eggs, so I bought some millet porridge, pickles, and meat buns. You just lie down like this and I will feed you?"

Liu Guixin moved: "No, you help me up, I eat by myself. How much did it cost? It must be expensive here."

Zhang Qingzhi took the pillow from the next bed and put it on Liu Guixin's back, and helped her to sit up: "It's not bad, it must be more expensive than the cafeteria. Six big meat buns cost [-] cents for a box of millet porridge, and half a catty of food stamps."

Liu Guixin said: "It's okay, I thought it would be more than one yuan." Holding the child in one hand, he stretched out the other to take the porcelain: "At that moment, I felt that the front of the heart was sticking to the back, but now I've been tossing and turning. I’m not that hungry anymore. You just took a soup? You’ve been so stupid for a day.”

She drank the thick millet porridge herself, and Zhang Qingzhi took a bun and handed it to her mouth for her to bite.

Liu Guixin took a bite and nodded: "It's okay, the stuffing is okay. You can eat it, I'll just have some porridge, salty."

Only then did Zhang Qingzhi come to his senses: "Oh yes, it's confinement, does this matter?" He was met with a big roll of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)