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Chapter 234 Good Start

The palm-sized room originally had only one small window. What Jinyue didn't expect was that there were two layers of thick black curtains hanging on the only small window that could breathe.

What's more, the light bulbs on the roof were also wrapped in a black cloth.

This is not a house, it is simply a black hole.

This is not confinement, it's just... Suffering.

Seeing Jinyue come in, Zhu Shi struggled to get up and let her sit down.

Perhaps because of the bloated clothes and his weak body, Zhu struggled several times before sitting up.

This Mrs. Zhu also looked like she was spending the winter, with a sheep's belly towel wrapped around her head, and a padded jacket on her body. Through the light that came in through the cracks in the curtains and the cracks in the door, Jinyue saw that her hair was all in strands.

It should be soaked in waves of sweat.

During the confinement period, there was a lot of sweating, and I was wearing such thick clothes.

The two children were crying one after another, crying heartbreakingly, which made people worry.

"What's wrong with the baby? You're crying like this."

"To be honest, I don't know." Zhu said helplessly, then climbed to the top of the kang, pulled the cord of the light bulb, and the room was lit up.

The light bulb wrapped in cloth gave off an extremely dim yellow light.

Mrs. Zhu enthusiastically asked Jinyue to sit down, but Jinyue felt uncomfortably hot and suffocated.

"It's so hot, you can open the window to let in some air." Jinyue pointed to the window.

Zhu said: "My mother refused to let me, because she was afraid of being blown by the wind, saying that the root of the disease is most likely to fall during confinement."

"Then you should wear less."

Mrs. Zhu picked up the towel beside the kang and wiped off her sweat, and said, "My mother said that my legs would get cold during confinement, and my legs would hurt when I got old. The kang is still burning."

Jinyue remembered that when she was in confinement before, because Mrs. Su didn't pay much attention to it, and she didn't understand it, she basically didn't suffer from this kind of "caring" crime.

The two children were still yelling heart-piercingly, Zhu Shi seemed to be used to it, and didn't care much about it.

"Is the baby hungry?"

"You just ate it before you came, and you don't know what happened. You cried all day and all night. My mother said that something unclean may have been stained, and it needs to be rectified."

The light was dim, and Jinyue didn't see clearly what the child looked like.

Now, she took a closer look——

Both children were wearing thick cotton clothes and sewn cotton hats, and their faces were red and covered with rashes, shocking.

Jinyue touched the back of the child's neck, sweating profusely, as hot as a high fever.

Jinyue quickly took off the child's hat and said, "His aunt, the child wears too much, look, it's covered with a rash."

Mrs. Zhu quickly put the hat on the child again, and said, "My mother said that the child should not be cold, and it will be troublesome if he catches a cold."

"Children are not afraid of cold, but heat. Don't wrap them so tightly. They feel so uncomfortable. Look at the rash, it's very itchy."

"It's not from the heat. My mother said that every child is like that, and it will be fine after confinement."

Zhu said her mother one by one, which made Jinyue very helpless.

But Mrs. Zhu is right. When it comes to newborns, many people have the same concept.

Although the challenge is great, Jinyue is not discouraged.

She knows to take her time.

According to Zhu's tone, her mother, her mother-in-law, is in charge of this family.

Zhu's mother-in-law, surnamed Cheng, is ten years older than Jinyue, and she is a vigorous and resolute woman.

Ever since she married into the Chen family, she has been in charge of the family. Even Uncle Chen, who is almost ten years older than her, is afraid of her.

Jinyue worked as a nanny since she was a child, and later married into Fanwan, so she didn't have much contact with Cheng's.

It seems that in order to complete the task, Cheng must be dealt with first.

Jinyue came out of Mrs. Zhu's room, just in time to run into Mrs. Cheng who came from the kitchen, holding a large ocean porcelain bowl.

Although Cheng is almost 50 years old, she is white and fat, and walks fast, so she doesn't feel old at all. In addition, there are happy events at home, and she smiles brightly, making her look more energetic.

When Jinyue congratulated her, her eyes almost burst into smiles, saying that she just went to make food for her daughter-in-law.

Jinyue saw that the big bowl was full of poached eggs. I didn't count them, but it felt like there were at least ten of them.

Although I think it is a bit unscientific, but under this condition, I can still feed my daughter-in-law so much, which shows that this Cheng family is still okay, which also shows that she values ​​those two little grandchildren very much.

Unlike Mrs. Su at that time, she saw her sons and grandchildren a lot, and she felt like she didn't care about anyone.

"Auntie, you are really lucky. Both babies look so good."

When Jinyue praised her grandson, Cheng smiled even more happily.

"It is God who takes care of our Chen family, and of course the daughter-in-law is also up to date."

"Auntie, there are many rashes on the baby's face, it hurts to see it."

"Yeah, they scratched their faces two days ago, and I sewed two small gloves for them. It's a little better these two days."

After Mrs. Cheng brought the poached eggs to Mrs. Zhu, she said to Jinyue, "Let's go, let's talk in the main room, it's too hot here."

With that said, Cheng closed the door behind him.

Jinyue felt a little out of breath, as if the person in that room was herself.

Even if it wasn't for playing missions, with her character, she couldn't just sit back and watch this kind of thing happen.

"Auntie, my baby's rash is caused by heat, you can just wear less."

"No, it's fetal poison. Our Qiangzi was born like this before. It will be fine when we grow up."

"Auntie, I'm a medical student, and I've also practiced in the pediatrics department of a hospital. You can trust me. It's uncomfortable for a baby to wear so many clothes."

Cheng took Jinyue's hand affectionately, and said with a smile, "It's not that my aunt doesn't believe you, but you don't dare to be careless in confinement, you would rather be hot than cold, so small, what can you do if you catch a cold?"

"Little babies have their own immunity, so they won't catch colds so easily. Besides, babies wear such thick clothes, so they are easy to catch cold when they sweat. That's your grandson. Do you really have the heart to see them suffer so much? Think about it, If we don’t open the door or open the window, we feel uncomfortable staying in it for a while, but they stay in it all day and all night.”

Cheng stopped talking.

"When I was in the hospital, I saw a lot of babies. In winter, those nurses put on thin clothes for the babies. None of those babies had rashes on their faces. Sometimes I also encountered children who were afraid of being frozen. Parents, without exception, wrapped thick quilts for their children behind the nurse's back, said the nurse who was rounded every time."

"Really, auntie. If it weren't for my Uncle Chen to take care of me before, I wouldn't care about this. I'm really doing it for your own good. If you don't believe it, you can try it out, wear less clothes for the children, and look at their faces Will the rash lessen?"

"Okay, then I'll listen to you, and I'll go and change the baby's clothes."

After saying that, Mrs. Cheng went to Mrs. Zhu's room.

Jinyue thought, since the children are wearing less clothes, Zhu Shi should also take off her big padded jacket. Unexpectedly, when she said goodbye, she still wrapped herself like a rice dumpling, for fear of falling into the so-called confinement disease.

This is really impossible.

However, today she still feels quite accomplished.

Everything has a good start, and it will be easy to handle in the future.

(End of this chapter)