Reborn in 1993, after divorce, life became a mess

Na Liwen ran into the bedroom and couldn't help but froze.

What did she see?

The fat son stood on the kang with his little butt exposed to the sun, drying his little bird.

The trousers and trousers were all taken off and thrown aside carelessly.

"What's wrong? You're not cold if you take it off." She hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the quilt to cover him.

result.

She opened the quilt and found an irregular map drawn on it.

What a big map!

well. She sighed.

At dawn, I helped my son pee, but he still peed on the bed.

Look, the hem of the sweater on her upper body is also wet.

Son, this is enuresis.

When Na Liwen was just married, he was celebrating the first Spring Festival at his mother-in-law's house. In the middle of the night, the seven-year-old grandson of Zhang Zijian's eldest brother Zhang Zixiong came to visit.

His sister-in-law Yang Peixia was cleaning it up and said, "Oh, this looks like his grandfather."

What? Li Wen expressed whether he understood or not.

Yang Peixia looked at her confused look and explained in a low voice: "Your eldest brother, in the first two years of our marriage, we always had to hang the quilt."

Na Liwen: "······"

She scratched her head, still not understanding what it meant.

Yang Peixia said: "Your eldest brother's kidney was in bad condition at that time, and the family was too poor to afford treatment. It was only when conditions improved that he was cured. Who would have thought that my grandson also had this problem?"

Then Li Wen finally understood. She covered her mouth to hold back laughter and almost suffocated herself to death.

By the way, the eldest brother is an adult, so he has to draw a "map" for the eldest brother. If you hang this quilt outside, people will see that it was done by an adult. How embarrassing is that.

After she returned home, she asked Sunzi Jian if he had this problem. He shook his head and said no. He stopped wetting the bed when he was three years old.

Then Li Wen secretly asked Dai Yun. Dai Yun said that Zhang Ziwei did not have this problem, and neither did her son Xiaotao.

In other words, of the three brothers, only his eldest brother has this problem.

Na Liwen only knew that his mother-in-law Lu Fengzhen had serious nephritis, but he didn't expect that she actually had urinary incontinence.

Once, my mother-in-law scolded my second sister-in-law, Dai Yun. Dai Yun felt aggrieved and complained to Na Liwen, saying that she had even washed her mother-in-law's wet pants, but she still got scolded all the time.

Na Liwen didn't believe it and asked, "What? Did I hear you right? Doesn't our mother-in-law have nephritis?"

Dai Yunnu pursed his lips: "That's just for the sake of being nice. My mother-in-law has urinary incontinence. Why doesn't she never come to visit us? Doesn't our great-aunt live in Xinglong? She only stays for a while during the New Year and holidays. Just go back and don’t even eat.”

"my God!"

Na Liwen held his stomach and laughed hard.

Mother-in-law Lu Fengzhen loves to be clean, and her level of cleanliness is outrageous.

Other people just wipe the kang once at night when they go to bed, but she doesn't. She has to wipe it three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon and once in the evening. Not only the kang, but also the brick floor at home must be wiped three times a day to make it shiny.

Who would have thought that such a mysophobic mother-in-law would suffer from such a terrible dirty problem.

No wonder the sheets and mattress tops are always blowing in the wind in the yard of my mother-in-law's house.

At first, Na Liwen was amazed at how clean his mother-in-law was.

Now, I finally understand why.

Unexpectedly, her son Zhang Zijian did not inherit it, but passed it on to his grandson across generations.

Tell me, why is it so bad to spread this stuff?

Everyone has heirlooms, but hers has a pee kang, and no one has it left.

Really.

In my previous life, I had neglected this point. When my son was eight or nine years old, he often drew maps.

Later, it was his mother who took him to the doctor to cure him...

Thinking of this, Na Liwen decided to take his son to see a doctor in two days to treat the disease as soon as possible.

otherwise.

My son will feel inferior when he grows up.

"Son, take off all your clothes and get under the covers quickly. If you are exposed like this, you will catch a cold, and you will need injections." She took off her son's sweater and wrapped him in another quilt.

The fat son is most afraid of injections, which is very similar to her.

"Mom, I'm hungry——"

The fat son trembled in bed, showing his little head and answering the wrong questions.

Hehe, this kid has been a foodie since he was a child.

As soon as I open my eyes, the first thing I do is look for food.

"It will warm up soon, put on clothes, wash your face and then eat."

Na Liwen put the quilt next to him, rolled up the mattress with the map on it and threw it on the sofa, waiting for Zhang Zijian to come back and let him take it apart and wash it.

"My dear son, sit here and wait while mom goes to find clothes for you."

Na Liwen told his son, turned around and went to the closet to look for his son's clean clothes. After finding them, he put them on the kang to warm them before putting them on his son.

"Mom, go eat the buns." The fat son said to her while chewing his fingers.

"...Okay, after we wash our faces and brush our teeth, we'll go eat steamed buns later."

Na Liwen paused and nodded in agreement.

She forgot that this fat son liked to eat in restaurants, even roadside snack bars, when he was a child.

It's the same boiled eggs. I don't eat a bite at home, but when I go to a restaurant, I make them in big gulps.

It is a good interpretation of the principle of "other people's rice bowls are fragrant".

Na Liwen put on his son a large cotton-padded jacket and two cotton trousers, and then put on a denim-made lamb wool cotton-padded jacket before taking him out.

According to previous memories, I took my son out of the alley and faced the main street Central Street. I turned right and reached the bun shop less than 100 meters away.

This steamed stuffed bun shop opened on the edge of Central Street is owned by a mother-in-law. It specializes in selling steamed stuffed buns stuffed with beef. The business is very good.

Even though it's past dinner time, people still come to the store to buy steamed buns.

Even though my son is only three years old, he ate two beef buns as big as an adult's fist and a small bowl of millet porridge.

The beef-stuffed buns cost three for one dollar. My son ate two, and Na Liwen ate one.

A breakfast cost two dollars.

Prices in the 1990s were cheap.

After the couple had eaten and drank, they went out and called a rickshaw, got on it and headed to the construction site.

Na Liwen went crazy last night and pricked his foot. It hurt when he walked, so he had to take a taxi.

Unfortunately, there are no taxis running around the streets at this time.

There is only this kind of human-powered tricycle. Sitting on it, the cold wind blows and freezes to death.

Na Liwen covered his son's face on his chest to prevent him from being filled with the cold wind. I thought to myself that I must buy some masks and wear them.

She has gone through the mask period for three years and is used to wearing a mask when going out.

It’s very uncomfortable to go out without a mask.

I searched for a long time when I went out, but there was no mask at home.

She had no choice but to use a long scarf to wrap around her son's mouth and nose.

This is also the customary winter attire of Northeastern people in this era.

The construction site is not far from her home, by the bridge on Hedong Street, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to get there by tricycle.