After wringing out the towel with ginger water and wiping herself down, although her skin smarted a bit, it was still better than feeling all sticky before. Cheng Su felt so hot she wished she could just lay there with no clothes on.
"Hang in there, in a few more days you’ll be able to take a bath. I’m doing this for your own good, afraid you’ll get postpartum illnesses," Qi Taiguo said.
"Giving birth is hard enough, but I didn’t expect recovery to be even more uncomfortable. It’s too hot," Cheng Su pouted, "If I had known, I would have called in favors to get an air conditioner, even if I had to import one from abroad."
She knew about window air conditioners, but after asking Luh Kai, she found out that the supply and marketing cooperatives in Qing City didn’t have any, and she wasn’t sure about other places, so she eventually gave up.
Thinking about it now, if Qing City doesn’t have it, maybe big cities like Guangcheng or the Capital do? Surely they have it abroad!
Ah, now the baby is born, and she’s already in postpartum recovery. It’s too late for regrets; she would just have to endure it patiently.
"Thank you for your hard work," Qi Taiguo said, tucking her sweat-damp hair behind her ear. "But this ti, I mainly listened to my mother-in-law. She has been through this more than us, and as the elderly do, she knows a lot. I just want you to get through this period well, so we can have a long life together."
Cheng Su’s complexion was still sickly pale, which made Qi Taiguo’s heart ache, leaving him feeling inexplicably anxious.
Hearing his affectionate words, Cheng Su teased him, "Your mouth is getting sweeter."
"You’re my wife, of course I want the best for you. We’re supposed to be together for a lifeti!" Qi Taiguo said.
Cheng Su scoffed lightly, her eyes moved to his arm, and she was montarily stunned.
Following her gaze, Qi Taiguo raised his arm and said, "I’m afraid it will leave a scar!"
It was where Cheng Su had bitten him during her labor pains. It was now scabbing over, but the circle of bite marks was still very apparent. It was likely to leave a scar even after healing.
"Does it hurt?" Cheng Su touched it gently.
Qi Taiguo shook his head: "It doesn’t hurt. I actually hope the scar stays, so it can constantly remind of the responsibility I bear and the hardships and sacrifices you’ve made."
Cheng Su rolled her eyes at him, feeling a lump in her throat.
Not wanting to make her tear up, Qi Taiguo changed the subject, asking, "Have you thought of a na for the baby?"
Cheng Su was indeed distracted by the topic change and said, "Haven’t you thought about it?"
Qi Taiguo just smiled, "I’ll go with what you decide."
Cheng Su’s heart felt as sweet as honey. After thinking for a mont, she said, "When I went into labor, I had a dream. It was so beautiful..."
She recounted the dream she had.
Qi Taiguo was a little puzzled: "So what do you an?"
Cheng Su laughed: "All the flowers in full bloom, I thought I might be giving birth to a big cabbage. Who knew it would be a little pig instead? Looking at him now, he sure is fair-skinned..."
She rambled on, and Qi Taiguo coughed, "You’re not planning to give our son a girl’s na, are you?"
Cheng Su scolded, "Nonsense, didn’t I say, all flowers bloom, so let’s call him Qi Fang."
Qi Taiguo was taken aback for a mont but then smiled wryly, "You sure have a straightforward approach."
"What else then, should it be so patriotic na? I don’t want that," Cheng Su pouted.
Qi Taiguo imdiately said, "No, Qi Fang is simple and easy to rember. Let’s go with that!"
Cheng Su laughed, feeling completely satisfied, but hesitated for a mont and said, "But what if my father-in-law also wants to na the baby?"
"No worries, we’ve decided on this one. So, what about a nickna for the baby?" Qi Taiguo said, "He was born on July 7th, the day the Cowherd and Weaver Girl et..."
Cheng Su’s hairs stood on end imdiately, "You’re not planning to give him the nickna Cowherd, are you?"
"..."
User Comments
0 comments from readers