Chapter 27 Twenty-seven

Xiulian became a member of the family again.She rarely bothers Dad.She has grown up and is much more sensible and considerate than before.One morning, she asked Baoqing to buy her a loose dress.She knew that her father always paid attention to clothes, so she specifically explained that no silk or satin, only the cheapest and most affordable cloth. Baoqing asked her to go to the hospital for prenatal examination.At first she refused, fearing that the doctor would find out that she had never been married.Baoqing knew the common sense of medicine and told her that it would be good for the child to have it checked.The doctor doesn't care about his business, he only cares about the health of the child.Dad's enthusiasm finally moved Xiulian, and she went to the hospital.Despite all her ordeals, doctors say she is in good health, just more active.

Every day after lunch, President Bao Qing urged her to go out for a walk, but she refused.In Chongqing, everyone recognizes her.She didn't like to show her face in broad daylight, and she was ashamed.Baoqing didn't force her, but she still reminded her to listen to the doctor's advice.So, every night, after the play was over, the father and son took a walk on the dark street.At this time, Baoqing realized that Xiulian had really changed a lot.When they were living in Shanghai, Nanjing, and Peiping, they broke up at night, and the father and son were walking on the street, Xiulian bouncing ahead, holding his hand from time to time, and asking endless questions.Now she walked very slowly, always lagging behind, as if she had no face to walk beside him.How to comfort her?He racked his brains and couldn't think of a way out. "It would be great if we could find Mr. Meng," he said loudly, "he can give a reason for everything."

"I don't intend to think about anything," Xiulian said sullenly. "I just want to wait for the baby to be born as soon as possible. It's best not to think about anything." Baoqing was speechless.If she wasn't going to think about it, why force her.There was something tight in his throat.In the dark night, he thought she was a young and innocent mother with a sinless child in her belly.No matter who the father of the child is, the child is innocent.He will be like his mother, kind and innocent. "Dad, will you love my child?" She asked suddenly, "Will you love him like you love Xiaobao?"

It's like the little Xiulian from earlier, who has created a problem for her father. "Of course," he laughed haha, "a child can be loved." "Dad, you have to love him more than you love Xiaobao," she said, "he is an illegitimate child, without a father, you have to love him more than you love Xiaobao." Being a father will still hurt him." "That's for sure." He agreed, why did she mention that the child was born illegitimate?Why do you want to hurt her child so much?Why does he love this child more than the father? A week later, Xiulian gave birth to a daughter.Five pounds, red and wrinkled, like a hundred-year-old.

In Xiulian's view, she is the most beautiful, intelligent and strong child in the world.Her world today is this bedroom, with a little baby sleeping beside her. Giving birth is painful, but once the pain is over, Xiulian feels that she has been reborn.The excruciating pain, the forceps that tormented her for hours, washed her clean.She atoned for her sins and is now at peace.She fulfilled the mission of a woman and added a child to the world.She looked at the ridiculous little wrinkled face, and hugged her small body tightly.This is her baby, her flesh and blood, and what flows in her veins is her blood.She has no part in Zhang Wen.Fortunately, she is a girl, not a boy.If it was a kid, she would worry that he would become Zhang Wen's second.She is the epitome of Xiulian, who will grow up to be the most beautiful girl in the world.The love she never enjoyed, her daughter will enjoy.She is going to earn money so that her children can go to school and not repeat her mistakes.In her imagination, her daughter had grown up and became a schoolgirl, coming home from school to see her.Maybe I have to learn from scratch myself, so that I can teach my children.

She put the nipple into the baby's mouth, and a stream of milk splashed out, all over the little red cheeks.She stuffed the nipple into the baby's mouth again.Hungry lips sucked hard, sucking her milk in mouthfuls.This is the symbol of love: love from her breast, flowing into the mouth of the next generation.She understands that from now on, her life is about giving, and she can't just accept what others give.Until death, her function is to give, to give to the next generation. The second grandmother came to take care of her.She was a little drunk and really wanted to say a few words to hurt Xiulian.This good-for-nothing girl gave birth to a girl, and it was nothing more than a bitch raising a little bitch, one after another, without end.If she gave birth to a son, even if Xiulian committed some crimes, it would still be worth it.Girls will only cause trouble.However, when Xiulian's bulging milk blocked the child's mouth, her anger disappeared. "I really have you, my son," she was almost envious, "I gave birth to a good-looking daughter... Bodhisattva bless you!"

When Xiulian gave birth to a child, Baoqing was in trouble.When Xiaobao was born, he helped Xiaoliu hold a banquet and bathed the child.We also invited guests during the full moon.This is the rule, Baoqing is willing to let the neighbors see that he is a rich and decent old man and a happy grandfather.But what about an illegitimate child without a father?He scratched his head.It's useless even to discuss it with Second Grandma, she will definitely say no.He didn't want to ask Xiulian, for fear of breaking her heart.He thought about it, not knowing what to do.Three days passed, and Xiulian didn't make a sound, even if she wanted to wash three times, it was too late.When the moon was almost full, he still couldn't make up his mind.

He carefully checked Xiulian's color to see if she was angry that she hadn't washed the child three times.I couldn't see what she was unhappy about.On the contrary, she was always in high spirits.In order to produce more milk, she ate a lot, and her face became fat and smooth, and her former appearance was restored.The joy of being a mother makes her look radiant.She tied her hair up in a bun like a married woman.All her time is spent taking care of the children.Sometimes, when he heard her singing to the children the old drum book, his heart would beat with pride.She is really the cutest little mother in Chongqing.Whether to treat or not, the different attitudes of friends and enemies made him make up his mind.Some artists came to congratulate him, and their attitude seemed very sincere.They believe that an illegitimate child is better than a married one, because it proves that the mother is a romantic one.

There are also some old-fashioned old-fashioned people who know that the child was born illegitimately and never mention it.This is to save face for Baoqing.They were so considerate, and his heart warmed up.Of course, he also understood that in order to maintain their dignity, they had publicly stated that they did not approve of illegitimate children. Some people who have always been against him will be difficult to deal with.They spread gossip, eager to find an opportunity to stab him.They ran to the house and said loudly: "Boss Fang, congratulations. I heard that Xiulian has added a little girl. How is the father doing?"

There are so many people who came to make fun of him.After that, Baoqing decided not to celebrate the full moon.Why invite those nasty guys and make them laugh?He didn't think there was any shame, if they were greedy, they could go home and hold a banquet by themselves! It was decided, but he felt very unhappy, feeling sorry for Xiulian and the child.But neither of them complained. When the moon was full, Xiulian went back to the bookstore to sing the big drum. Before going on stage, she asked Baoqing: "Dad, what should I wear?" "Wear whatever is beautiful," he said.She became a part of his team again, and he was very happy.

"Dad..." She wanted to say something more, but she didn't say it. "What's the matter?" Bao Qing asked. "It's weird, I really don't know what to wear. I wanted to be a school girl, but I had an illegitimate child. I tried to escape from the school, but I came back. It's funny, isn't it?" She didn't smile, tears were in her eyes Roll in. Baoqing couldn't find anything to say for a while, so he just said, "Just think that this is helping me." She was wearing plain clothes, with just a little makeup on her face.While putting on makeup, she said to herself, "Put on plain clothes to bury the past." She warmly kissed the child and went to the bookstore. On stage, she decided to sing a sad and moving love tragedy. She beat the drum vigorously, singing in a low and melodious voice, her eyes only looked at the center of the drum, not at the audience.She intends to concentrate on singing and help her father. Only by helping her father can she survive. She sang, lowering her head lower and lower, and the tragedy was very similar to her own, and she didn't want the audience to see the tears in her eyes. After singing a song, she raised her head and looked at the audience peacefully, as if to say, "Well, what do you think of me now?" She bowed, turned and walked slowly into the exit door. The applause was loud.The audience looked at her, bewildered.She was plumper and more beautiful than ever, but sad.She is still young, but she has already tasted the bitter fruit of life. Five months passed quickly, and Xiulian's child still had no name.Baoqing had to carefully look at the child every day, hoping that she really didn't look like her father, otherwise it would be too scary.How to name her? She can be named Zhang or Fang, but neither is suitable.He hated the surname "Zhang" because her father's surname was Zhang; as for Fang, it wasn't Xiulian's real surname, she was originally an adopted daughter.As a result, everyone called the child "Xiulian's daughter". Second Mistress never cared about this child. She thought that she could only love her grandson, Xiaobao.She had already made concessions to Baoqing, and finally got along with Xiulian, and that was enough. Only then did Baoqing understand why Xiulian wanted him to love her child more.But he knew that if people saw that he was eccentric, the family would be turned upside down.Xiulian's child is an illegitimate child and can only be raised as an illegitimate child. "I understand," Xiulian said when he told her that he couldn't take special care of her children. Throw it out the window." A month later, Qinzhu came back to look for work.Her husband has spent all his money and they are getting divorced. Divorce, she doesn't care.She shook her head, smiled again, and straightened her tall chest. "I love to sing books," she shouted, "so I came back!" Qin Zhu envied Xiulian's children very much. "You're lucky, baby." She knelt on the floor, stroking the doll's pink toes. "I just can't give birth. After all, you still have a child. Having a biological child is stronger than all the money in the world combined." Xiulian nodded.She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she really wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.She just held the baby tightly in her arms and smiled gratefully. After eight years of war of resistance, Japan surrendered.By this time, Xiulian's child had already learned to walk.The citizens of Chongqing reveled all night, even university professors and poor civil servants who couldn't get enough to eat participated in the celebration.Everyone shouted "Long live China!" The wounded soldiers who had shed blood for the country and had nothing but rags and empty bellies shouted the same.The officers put on uniforms over their clothes, polished their medals, and showed off in the streets.In fact, some of them have never been close to the front line at all. Ordinary citizens are a little at a loss as to what to do.During the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, they lived half-starved and half-fed. Now they have won, but they can't even afford to buy a glass of wine to celebrate the victory.Only empty slogans cost money, so they shouted and shouted, joining one parade for one moment, and another for another. Bao Qing stayed at home, he did not want to join the ranks of celebrating the victory.He sat with his head bowed, thinking about everything that had happened in the past eight years.I lost my dearest brother; my dearest daughter was ruined by a bandit, and now I have a child; my best friend is in prison.The world is at peace, will Meng Liang be released? Baoqing sighed and smiled again.Gotta live.Soon I can live as before the war, from Beiping to Nanjing, wherever I like, wherever people like to listen to the drums, I can go wherever I want.Yes, we have to go on the road.Performing arts can make money, no matter whether the flowers bloom or not, just sing your songs.Whether it is peace or war, you can earn money by selling your skills.Performing arts can also live comfortably. There is so much to do.I wanted to start a quyi club, but it didn't work out; there is no quyi school yet.One day, these things will have to be done properly. A few days later, the Fang family began to pack their bags.Baoqing went out to buy a boat ticket.Overnight, the price of boat tickets soared, and there were black market ticket sellers.They were like this when they first came to Chongqing.It took him a day of giving presents, begging for favors, and haggling over prices, until he had spent almost all his cash before he got some vacant places on the deck of a ship.Set sail in two days. Baoqing became younger, full of energy and energy.He was so excited that he was going to be demobilized that he couldn't sit still and fall asleep.Going back to the river, everything about him is the same as when he came here.I have no more luggage than when I came here, and the most precious things are the sanxian and drums.Only the population of the family increases.Lost my dear elder brother, added two grandchildren, and added a little Liu. Filled with joy, he thought of those colleagues who were not as lucky as him, such as the Tang family.He went to ask them if they would like to go with him.Originally there was no need to go to them, but we were all in the same company, so it was unbearable to keep them in the capital and not have much money.But when Bao Qing went to ask them out, Fourth Master Tang shook his head.He is happy to stay.The price of opium in Chongqing has dropped, even if Qinzhu doesn't sing books, she can still earn a lot of money to support the old couple.