Siheyuan: starting from prying the corner of the silly column

Chapter 298 New Life

After stopping the bicycle, Ma Hua walked over and sat beside Ran Qiuye.

The red leaves on the ground are beautiful.

The autumn wind is very cool, and there is a biting chill early on.

After sitting for a while, Ma Hua said, "Autumn leaves."

Ran Qiuye turned around and looked at him blankly, as if asking him what's the matter.

"Tell me about the past."

Ma Hua said: "I want to know more about you."

Ran Qiuye turned her head silently, as if she didn't hear it.

But after his lips trembled a few times, he still spoke and whispered.

"My name was chosen by my mother."

"The name my father gave me is Zhijin, and Huaijin is holding Yuxi, and I don't know how to show it."

Ma Hua nodded: "Well, Professor Ran's knowledge of ancient prose is indeed very good, and I have also been taught deeply before."

Ran Qiuye said indifferently: "But my mother denied it, saying the name 'Zhijin', which sounds like 'suicide', what a bad name."

"I was still abroad at the time, and when I saw red leaves all over the ground, my mother missed the red leaves in my hometown."

"Talk about the red leaves of Xiangshan Mountain and the red leaves of the Earth Altar, so name me Autumn Leaf."

Having said that, Ran Qiuye twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, but then wiped away his tears as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The tears started, but she couldn't hold back, and soon flowed all over her cheeks, and she couldn't wipe them clean.

Ma Hua stretched out his hand, held her cold hand with one hand, took out a handkerchief with the other hand, and wiped her tears.

It's not that MCA is hypocritical and a big man carries a handkerchief with him; it's that at this time, people who are a little bit hygienic all carry handkerchiefs, which can be used to wipe their hands and face, and even avoid alcohol at the table.

This is an era when there are no disposable paper towels or napkins; when you go out for a meal, if you don’t bring a handkerchief, you have to put oil on your mouth or wipe your head and mouth on the back of your hands or sleeves, which is unsightly and hygienic, so handkerchiefs are always carried with you Should have items.

As for avoiding drinking at the drinking table, that is the exclusive right of people who eat and drink well.A glass of wine seems to be drunk and held in his mouth, and he reaches out to wipe his mouth with a handkerchief, and then speaks after wiping his mouth, which is basically the same as not drinking.This technique is the same from the ancient way of covering the face with long sleeves, pouring wine into the sleeves, and later wiping the mouth with napkins.

Ma Hua wiped Ran Qiuye's face with Ma Hua's handkerchief, but she was actually slandering her parents' naming level in her heart.

Professor Ran wanted Ran Qiuye to be called "Zhijin" (suicide), and Ran Qiuye's mother named her "Autumn Leaf"—the beauty of autumn leaves is beautiful, and they don't last long, death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

These two are real bulls, like prophets.

If Ma Hua hadn't come out to stop him, Ran Qiuye would have committed suicide.

Ma Hua wiped his tears for a while, but Ran Qiuye pressed his hand to prevent him from wiping.

She continued: "After returning to China...our family likes to visit the Ditan, especially in autumn. My mother pointed to the red leaves on the ground and told me that this is the origin of my name."

"Although I was not in my hometown at that time, what I was thinking about was the red leaves in my hometown..."

"later……"

Speaking of this, Ran Qiuye saw that the afterglow of the setting sun had disappeared, the sunset glow had disappeared, and the red leaves had also become dim.

For some reason, she collapsed all of a sudden.

Turning his head and throwing himself into Ma Hua's arms, weeping in a muffled voice: "I miss my parents! I am a child without parents!"

"I am alone in this world!"

Ma Hua put his arms around her and patted her on the back lightly.

Any comforting words are meaningless at this time.

Ran Qiuye's crying lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally she had no strength to cry, her whole body twitched slightly, and she leaned against Ma Hua's arms.

"Mahua, what is the purpose of living?"

she asked softly.

"This kind of topic is too profound, let's talk about it after living."

Ma Hua said: "Survive first, then think about what you want."

Although I feel sorry for the production team members who are suffering to earn work points at this moment, Ma Hua described their hardships to Ran Qiuye again, and told Ran Qiuye that in terms of purely material conditions, Ran Qiuye can still live very well.

"But they have a happy family, don't they?" Ran Qiuye said softly.

"No." Mahua said, "There are thousands of people and thousands of flowers; too many people have to drop out of school and give up their dreams for the sake of their families; too many people are unwilling to sacrifice their lives for the sake of their brothers and sisters. , a lifetime of pain."

"There are also many people who work so hard that they are exhausted and injured..."

Following Ma Hua's description, Ran Qiuye's attention was attracted.

It’s not that Ran Qiuye’s morals are superficial and gloating, but it’s human group instinct, and he finds that there are more and more people in the same hardships as himself; it’s like the sky is falling, so there are so many people under the sky together, at least I feel a little bit of comfort .

Even so, when Ran Qiuye came to his senses, he couldn't help but recall the happy times in the past, and fell into great grief again.

She didn't want to say anything more, Ma Hua saw that the reminder to stop her suicide was still there, and there was no topic of heart-to-heart talk for a while, and she felt that there was nothing she could do for a while.

Putting his arms around Ran Qiuye's shoulders, Ma Hua said softly: "Let's go, let's go home first."

"Qiuye, you can treat me and Jingru as your family, and move forward in the days to come, looking forward."

"I will never let you down again, no more pain."

Ran Qiuye was a little touched, and raised his head to look at Ma Hua.

family?No more pain?
Will it be so?
Following Ma Hua out of Ditan Park and sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, Ran Qiuye glanced back, and the night was rising, as if the darkness had swallowed up all hope and happiness, and also swallowed up the red leaves.

Her heart was involuntarily heavy again.

There is no optimism about MCA's forward-looking statement.

Ma Hua took Ran Qiuye back to the courtyard.

After entering the middle courtyard and returning home, Qin Jingru quickly let Ma Hua and Ran Qiuye into the house. She comforted Ran Qiuye, and Ma Hua started cooking.

After cutting the vegetables, Qin Jingru suddenly touched his stomach and said, "Ma Hua, I feel something is wrong."

Qin Jingru has never been a coddled person. If she feels this way, it is likely that she is about to have a baby.

So Ma Hua didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly took her to the hospital.

If you want to save trouble and gamble on luck, you can indeed stay in the courtyard to give birth, and you can also ask a few aunts to help deliver the baby.

But MCA does not want to gamble on the luck of its own family for a few dollars. If the luck is bad, it will be too late to regret.

"Qiuye, come with us and see if there is anything we can help." Before leaving, Ma Hua said to Ran Qiuye, "Also, take that package with you, don't drop it, there are Baby clothes, swaddles, formula."

Ran Qiuye was still full of depression in his heart, but he was infected by the anxious atmosphere, and he had no other thoughts for a while. He subconsciously nodded and agreed, and took the package.

Lock the door, tell Qin Huairu, and ask her to take a look at the house.

After that, Ma Hua, Qin Jingru, and Ran Qiuye walked out.

When they arrived at the front yard, Yu Li came out after hearing the sound: "What's the matter? Jingru is going to give birth?"

"Yes, let's go to the hospital."

"Which hospital?"

"The closest to us is the Second People's Hospital."

"Okay, you guys go there first, and I'll go there later." After Yu Li finished speaking, she went back to the house, put on her clothes, and went out.

"Hey, it's late at night, what are you doing?" Yan Jiecheng asked in surprise.

"Ma Hua's wife is having a baby, I'll see what I can do to help." Yu Li said.

"Do you need your help?" Yan Jiecheng asked in surprise.

Yu Li sneered: "Do you think I'm like your family, throwing it away after use? My job was arranged by Director Ma of Ma Hua, and I'm still under Ma Hua, so I can't show it?"

Yan Jiecheng snorted coldly: "It seems to be a person. What kind of shit deputy director is not working now. A team leader can take him down!"

"Is there still a need to please him now?"

"Tell Liu Haizhong about this, and see if he can take down Ma Hua!" Yu Li put on her clothes, put on her shoes, and left in a hurry.

Yan Jiecheng was making fun of himself, so he didn't say any more.

Ma Hua took Qin Jingru to the Second People's Hospital, led her to find a doctor, and waited for the delivery.

The doctor said that the bones were stitched open, and it was true that she was about to give birth.

Next, Qin Jingru waited on the hospital bed, and the doctor came to see and ask from time to time.

Ran Qiuye and Yu Li came one after another to talk with Qin Jingru.

More than an hour later, Qin Jingru was sent to the delivery room, and Ma Hua paced slowly outside, listening inside with his ears sideways.

Unknowingly, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Looking at this scene, Ran Qiuye couldn't help being touched, and comforted Ma Hua: "Ma Hua, don't worry, this is a hospital, everything should be fine."

After speaking, he handed the handkerchief to Ma Hua and asked Ma Hua to wipe off his sweat.

Just like two or three hours ago, Ma Hua wiped her tears.

Ma Hua took the handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

"Qin Jingru is a full-term child with her, and her body has always been good." Yu Li also comforted Ma Hua, "It will be fine."

Ma Hua nodded, still looking at the delivery room.

Ran Qiuye's eyes collided with Yu Li's, and both felt strange.

Ran Qiuye lived in the courtyard for the past few days, and did not notice that Yu Li was in contact with Ma Hua's family. Why did she appear at this time?Did she have such a good relationship with the Mahua family?

Yu Li was also curious: Why did Qin Huairu not follow at this time today, but Ran Qiuye did?
I don't know if it's because of a coincidence, or because Qin Huairu's son, Bang Jian, is also in this hospital, so she may not be able to help after she comes.

Yu Li thought about it.

She is really not worried about Qin Jingru and the child - Qin Jingru is not delicate, and taking care of the child is safe, and it should be fine to have a child.

About 10 minutes later, the sound of a baby crying came from the delivery room.

The nurse came out with a happy expression: "It's a boy, mother and child are safe, weighing six catties and five taels."

He reached out and asked for the child's clothes, swaddling clothes, and diapers.

Let a family member follow in and talk about things to pay attention to.

Ma Hua followed in and listened to how the nurse took care of the child. He also saw his wrinkled son, Qin Jingru, who was still pale and had dry lips.

The little guy was as big as a cat, squinting his eyes, slowly raised his palms, and let out an instinctive cry.

Ma Hua stretched out his hand and lightly touched the small palm, it was inexplicable and indescribable for a moment.

This is, his own son.

With the help of the nurse, the little guy was dressed in his own clothes, swaddled, and carried to Qin Jingru's side.

The nurse reminded me to feed some milk powder and so on.

After a while, the family of three left the delivery room and entered the ward.

(End of this chapter)