Chapter 34 Fetal God blows air-conditioning

A relative is pregnant. One day, she came to complain to me, saying that the place where she lived was very hot, and the temperature in summer was as high as thirty-five or six degrees. Pregnant women were afraid of the heat, so they had to get up in the middle of the night and soak in cold water two or three times before they could fall asleep. I wondered and asked her: "Why are you so restless?" She said, "I don't dare! I'm afraid that the fetus will move, no matter how hot it is, I have to endure it." "In such hot weather, even the fetus god wants to blow air-conditioning!" I said.

I saw the ever-changing expressions on her face, and it took a long time before I suddenly realized and laughed. Sure enough, the relative installed an air conditioner, and since then she has slept soundly and peacefully every day. A few months later, she gave birth to a white, fat, cute child. I went to see her, and she said to me gratefully: "The fetal god really likes to blow air-conditioning!" "Yes, yes!" I said. In fact, a pregnant mother has a heart that truly cherishes her child, and she herself is the fetus god. How far away is the fetal god, but how close is maternal love; how illusory is the fetal god, and how real is the mother.