Chapter 38 Thirty-eight, the reality is that life goes on

How much RMB worth of milk powder does a newborn baby drink in a month?Wen Jiajia has a friend's child who drinks thousands of dollars every month.But where there is going out, there is going in. It costs thousands of dollars to go in, and it also costs a lot of money when it comes out, which is used for diapers. During Wen Jiajia's pregnancy, when she ate the most, she couldn't finish thousands of meals in a month.Except, of course, going out to eat.So Wen Jiajia really doesn't understand why she knows how to live frugally and eat what her mother left when she is in her stomach, but when she is born, she has to eat as much as the monthly salary of an ordinary office worker in a month?

But if you think about it again, it's not that the baby eats a lot, but that milk powder and diapers are too expensive and consumed too quickly.Accumulated down, the price will be considerable. This may be "the leak in the house happens to rain all night", the anchor is about to be born, and the old Zhong will have an accident first.Wen Jiajia's economic lifeline was cut off at the middle, and she was soon at the end of her life, struggling to meet her needs. At this time, she had to reflect on it, and sighed: "If you can't afford food, you can't afford it. If you can't figure it out, you will suffer poverty."

If she had saved more of her present savings back then, even if it was gold products that are easily liquidated, she would not be reduced to the point where even a spoonful of milk powder is counted. It's a pity that these sudden awakenings come too late. It seems that people have to eat a pit to gain wisdom, but some people don't gain wisdom no matter how much they eat.Wen Jiajia is really glad that she still knows how to reflect on herself, at least she can change from now on. Wen Jiajia's confinement life is quite nourishing.She doesn't need to do anything, as long as she keeps warm, pays attention to food supplements, basks in the sun at ordinary times, and sleeps a few more times, as if she is old-age.

Who wouldn't love such a life?It's just that this kind of enjoyment didn't last long, and Wen Jiajia was quickly brought back to reality, which made her suddenly realize that the reality is: life is still going on. On the day when the incident happened, the sun was sunny and the air was fresh, which is rare and extremely difficult to meet in Beijing. Wen Jiajia was wearing a hat, thick clothes and cotton slippers, sitting on a swing in the yard, squinting her eyes as if she was about to fall asleep. Frank came out of the house, covered Wen Jiajia with a blanket, and handed her the phone: "I saved my phone number for you, I'm going to apply for a birth certificate for the anchor, call me if you need anything." .”

Wen Jiajia nodded and said, "Thank you, oh...have you brought my passport?" Frank opened the envelope, said "I have it" and took out the passport, looked at it, but was immediately stunned. Wen Jiajia quickly asked, "What's wrong?" Frank said softly, "Your visa expires the day after tomorrow." Wen Jiajia was also stunned. The real problem is that it is too late to apply for the extension of the visa, but if you stay for no reason, you will leave a bad record, so Wen Jiajia must fly back to China to go through the re-entry procedures, and then fly back to Seattle.

This back and forth is another considerable expense, even though it is economy class. When Wen Jiajia settled down in the economy class, she was still out of her mind. The TV on the plane was still playing "Sleepless in Seattle", but Wen Jiajia was just in a daze and couldn't get back to her senses. The threshold of life seems to be coming to her in a line, one after another without leaving time to breathe, and sometimes there are one or two who jump in line, which makes people overwhelmed. But fortunately there is Frank in Seattle, he will take care of the anchor in every possible way.

But what Frank said before her departure hit Wen Jiajia's pain: "You can go home and rest with peace of mind, I'm the anchor." But where is home? Touching music came from the earphones, but Wen Jiajia shed tears. On both sides of her left and right hands, there are huge fat people who are sleeping, which makes it difficult for her to move. She dare not even cry to make a movement. She can only stubbornly wipe her face and turn her head to look at the dark night sky outside the window. And I said to myself in my heart, "This is nothing, there are still difficulties waiting for me, and tears will always be superfluous."

The first difficulty Wen Jiajia encountered after getting off the plane was psychological. When she wore a large sportswear regardless of her image, dragged a huge box, and took a taxi from the airport to the Milan Station of the China Central Place, she was heartbroken. It's like an enthusiast who has been collecting stamps for many years, and suddenly a fire burns them all.It was the result of his years of hard work and labor, but it was wasted overnight. In the past, Wen Jiajia felt sad, distressed, and worried just thinking about this scene. But now, she has to face it directly.

Under the excited expression of the waiter in the Milan store, Wen Jiajia opened the box with a dull face, and took out various limited-edition designer bags, shoes and the little leather jacket that she had just bought and hadn't had time to wear from it. The waiter exclaimed from the side, she felt that she had a great harvest today, but Wen Jiajia was ransacked. "You have this one, there are only 20 sold in the world... This one is custom-made, I heard it will take three years... Where did you find it..." The waiter chattered endlessly, detailing the history of each treasure in detail, and every word he said was equivalent to adding salt to Wen Jiajia's wound.

Wen Jiajia turned the Hermès bag upside down with a blank expression, and it was emptied all at once, and then, under the shocked eyes of the waiter, Wen Jiajia handed it over as well. "how much is the total?" The waiter pressed the calculator nimbly, thinking about how much surplus value could be squeezed out of it. Wen Jiajia, on the other hand, has no time to monitor the other party's small movements. She has the consciousness that she has to bow her head under the eaves, because she is always thinking about Frank. She didn't expect her operation fee and anchor's treatment fee to be so considerable, and she didn't expect Frank to be able to afford the money.Before she broke the casserole and asked to the end, she learned that the money was the support of Julie that Linda had sent him over the years, and he hadn't moved a cent, so it was used in time today.

Think about it a few months ago, when Wen Jiajia talked about American insurance with Ada, she once thought that even if she was not qualified to buy American insurance, and she was entitled to free childbirth and medical services for major diseases, she could afford this. child.At that time, she never thought that Lao Zhong would have an accident at this juncture.But now it highlights the objective value of Ada's low insurance of 600 US dollars. Hey, and Frank's integrity at this critical moment, it was even more in vain for him to be called Gigo.If everyone who eats soft food is so virtuous, then all the wealthy people in the world can breathe a sigh of relief. But the more Frank gave silently, the sadder Wen Jiajia felt.As long as she thinks of Linda's domineering face, Wen Jiajia becomes more determined to return the money to Frank. She can't let the last bit of dignity he will insist on in this marriage collapse because of her. This became Wen Jiajia's heart trouble together, so that she couldn't wait to come to Milan Station to have the tumor removed as soon as she got off the plane, but the premise was that she had to sacrifice her love for these years first, and be prepared to never pick it up again. money!It's money again!Wen Jiajia believes that in the future, she will only love money more than before. The only difference lies in the way to get money. Love money, but not love to spend money, there is still a difference between the two. Her love will shift from spending money all the way to how to hold the money firmly in her hands and not spend it, in case of emergencies.Just like Frank. For example, on the return flight, even if Wen Jiajia felt thirsty and hungry, she just bought a bottle of mineral water to drink. Even though everyone around her was drinking coffee and eating cakes, those aromas could not disturb her.And this bottle of mineral water was bought outside the airport because it was cheaper. Wen Jiajia didn't touch the bed for two days, and she only closed her eyes when she dozed off on the plane, but her consciousness was very clear, and her whole heart was hung on the anchor in Seattle. She used this time to think carefully about the future of herself and anchor, and made a simple plan in her mind.Returning to work and regaining a normal life will definitely be extremely difficult, but there are some things that you have to face even if you are not willing to bear them. When she walked out of the airport, Wen Jiajia's feet were still a little flimsy, her figure was sloppy and sloppy, and she seemed to be out of her mind when the crowd poured out of the checkpoint, and she was totally different from the high spirits she had when she first came to Seattle. But at this moment, Wen Jiajia's attention was captured by several figures at the airport pick-up port. She froze for a moment, as if she saw Frank and Julie standing there holding Momo, and Frank was still shaking Momo's hand at Wen Jiajia. Wen Jiajia walked over in a hurry, she was so moved that her exhaustion disappeared in an instant. Frank said softly, "Momo, this is mom, did you see it?" Wen Jiajia also jokingly said, "Anchor, that's not my father!" As she spoke, tears were streaming down her face, but she attributed it to her dry eyes after flying for too long. Frank held Julie in his arms with a smile and said, "Why am I not a father?" Then he and Wen Jiajia looked at each other and laughed. On the way back, Wen Jiajia slept soundly, and when Frank woke her up at the destination, she still didn't know where she was.She looked down at the anchor in her arms who was also sleeping in a mess, and now she felt that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she had already grasped happiness in her hands, and she had enough courage to overcome obstacles and face all difficulties . From this day on, Wen Jiajia has returned to the same way of life as the previous few months, as if the future is not important for the time being, the most important thing right now is to take good care of her body and anchor. In order to meet various difficulties in life as soon as possible, Wen Jiajia must restore her physical strength to the previous state as soon as possible, even better than before.Every meal, she would drink an extra bowl of pigeon soup or pig's trotter soup than others, and she always had a milky smell on her body, which Mao Mao liked very much. On the anchor's birth certificate that Frank helped her, only Wen Jiajia's name was filled in, but Wen Jiajia was not worried about the future of anchor, she was his only relative, just like Frank to Julie, she would treat her Momomo gave double love, no less than any pair of parents, that's enough... Wen Jiajia has gradually realized the value of the words "go with the flow". She used to call it "go with the flow", but now she takes it calmly.She also gradually learned to care about herself and others other than her family. She looked softer and more stable than before, and she was no longer sharp. I don't know if it was because of becoming a mother. Especially when it comes to Julie, Wen Jiajia is more like a mother than Linda, and she is more willing to take the initiative to understand all of Julie's likes and dislikes.But at the same time, it seems that something has subtly changed unconsciously, and this change is between Frank and Frank. After all, it is inconvenient for a pair of unrelated men and women to live under the same roof, not to mention that they have shared hardships. For example, that day, Wen Jiajia was breastfeeding An Momo in her room, next to a curious Julie. Wen Jiajia asked her, "Will your mother be sad if you move here?" Julie didn't pay much attention to Linda's senses: "Maybe a little bit. But it's okay, she has a job, and Richard. But my dad has nothing but me." Wen Jiajia nodded: "Not bad, I still have a conscience." Julie asked back, "It's not a white-eyed wolf." Wen Jiajia smiled and said, "Ha, you were playing stupid last time!" While the two were chatting and laughing, Frank carefully pushed the door in with the soup, and picked up the name of the dish as he walked: "Stewed squab with angelica and red dates..." However, Frank raised his head again and noticed that Wen Jiajia was breastfeeding. The two of them fell into an embarrassment together. The atmosphere froze for a second or two before Frank realized and turned his back quickly. "Sorry……" Wen Jiajia also quickly put down her clothes, her voice dry: "Can you still buy pigeons in Seattle?" Frank handed her the soup, looking away: "I caught it in the square." Wen Jiajia laughed: "I don't believe it!" For another example, that day, Frank, who was also a mother, swayed with anchor in his arms. Anchors slept soundly, as if he was leaning on Frank's big man's chest, which was as dense as leaning on his mother's chest, full of security, Wen Jiajia and Julie huddled together in front of the computer and talked softly, chatting about the pictures of anchors taken by Wen Jiajia with her mobile phone, and her Weibo with tens of thousands of fans. Weibo is a well-known product among netizens in China, but little known abroad. Julie asked curiously: "What is this?" Wen Jiajia explained: "Weibo is just a simple blog. You play Facebook and Twitter, we play Weibo." Julie was very interested: "How to play?" Wen Jiajia said while operating: "Register an account, and then we will pay attention to each other, and it will be OK." Julie nodded excitedly, kept busy and asked questions from time to time. Frank smiled and said nothing, the gesture of shaking the anchor seems to have been professionally trained, and he is more like a confinement woman than Mrs. Huang. And that day, Frank taught Wen Jiajia to bathe anchor. Steam filled the small bathroom, and the two of them had to squeeze together.But Wen Jiajia is a novice, and the anchor is soft and small. If no one is carrying it, Wen Jiajia is really afraid that she will drown the anchor. Frank was very patient, holding anchor's head in one hand and demonstrating: "Be sure to support Baby's head, because his neck is still too soft and can be easily injured." Wen Jiajia watched cautiously: "I'll try." She tried to squeeze in front of Frank to catch the anchor, her body almost fell into Frank's arms, and the two seemed to have a telepathy for a moment, looking at each other. At that moment, like the two ends of a magnet, they couldn't bear the suction and wanted to stick together, and the two hands clasped together in the water.And the lips are gradually getting closer to each other. It wasn't until the neglected anchor cried out suddenly that they woke up, and they all bowed their heads and parted embarrassingly. When Wen Jiajia finally found time to think about things alone, she couldn't help but marvel at the current relationship between her and Frank. She will always remember the first meeting a few months ago. She guarded against Frank like a thief, imagining him as a murderer, executioner, and psychopath, but never thought that he was actually the one she had dreamed of hanging. The number one player in the medical field. She is often defeated by his bad intentions, and she intuitively thinks that such a person will inevitably suffer in society, but in certain professional fields, it is a blessing, such as teachers, doctors, and lawyers. Frank's sense of responsibility is always reflected to the extreme in his ex-wife Linda. Wen Jiajia also began to resent Linda a little bit since then, and when he thinks about it, he can't get angry.Because Wen Jiajia couldn't understand why a woman wanted to make the best use of a man who had sacrificed everything for herself in this way, and stimulated the other party without knowing it.This made Wen Jiajia imagine Linda as some kind of cold-blooded animal. But until now, when Frank had another bad intention and pulled her and anchor back from the gate of hell, she suddenly realized that her and Frank's concern for each other seemed to have surpassed the boundaries of ordinary friends. But now, there is only a piece of window paper left between them.