70s: Raising a Baby

"Is Heisang feeling better?"

The family was busy moving in those days, and Ye Jinzhi also had to go through the school transfer procedures for several children. There was no one at home, so he asked them to bring Heisang here first, which was actually only two days ahead of them.

Who would have thought that in just two days, Heisang would become ill.

No one noticed it at first, because the weather was hot and Heisang didn't like to move, so he just liked to stay at home.

No one at home cooked in those days. It was Yuan Shaochen who brought back some edible black mulberries from the canteen. He didn't know if he caught a cold in the middle of the night or what.

He fell ill the day after he arrived. Everyone discovered that he still didn't eat, didn't eat anything, and just sat in the corner, motionless and listless.

At that time, everyone was busy tidying up the house and did not notice that it was still during dinner. Yuan Shaochen went to feed him food and found that he had not eaten anything for lunch.

Only then did I realize something was wrong, and I touched his head. It was very hot, and I realized that he had a fever.

Yuan Shaochen didn't know what to do. There was no special medicine for dogs at home, and he couldn't go out at night.

I had no choice but to physically cool him down, but I didn't know if it would work. Early the next morning, I took him to the dog training base, where he might be cured.

"I cooked some porridge for him today, and he ate some." Aunt Li also came to this house and knew that there was a sick dog.

"I gonna go see."

Heisang's cushion nest and other things had been forgotten when he brought them here that day, but Ye Jinzhi and the others had sent them over.

I was just worried that it would be cold at night, especially since Heisang liked to sleep at the door. The door to the backyard was left open, just because Heisang wanted to go to the toilet at night and might be the one who caught a cold.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Heisang was lying on the edge of the stairs. The dog was listless. When he saw the person coming, he just looked up and barked twice.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Hei Sang has been brought home for so long. Except for being so weak when he was lifted out of the snow on the first day, he has never been sick again. Ye Jinzhi felt heartbroken.

He knelt down and reached out to touch his head. He still felt a little feverish. He was really in better health than usual. When he got sick, he was overwhelmed and couldn't get better all of a sudden.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." Not sure if he felt uncomfortable, he stuck out his tongue and licked Ye Jinzhi's palm.

When I went to see the doctor, he told me to rest well and not catch a cold. He also prescribed a few pills, but he didn't see any effect.

Especially yesterday, he actually vomited and the liquid was watery when he pulled it out, which shocked them.

Ye Jinzhi had no choice but to take the medicine, so he boiled some licorice and gave it to him to drink, hoping it would have some effect.

But I'm finally feeling better today. At least I didn't vomit. I also drank some porridge and am slowly recovering.

Afraid that some children would make trouble with him, Ye Jinzhi even emphasized to them not to disturb Heisang's rest.

"Mom, when will Heisang get better?" Ayan also followed Ye Jinzhi's example, squatting there and carefully touching Heisang's body with his little hands.

"Ayan hopes Heisang will be well when."

"I hope Heisang will get better soon so I can take him to play. This place is different from our home. It's so big here. I want to take Heisang to play with me."

The world of children is always so simple, and I feel that playing with friends is the best way.

"Then when Heisang gets better, Ayan will take Heisang to play together." Ye Jinzhi felt so serious when he saw that Ayan said it so seriously.

After suddenly taking a break, Ye Jinzhi was still a little uncomfortable not having to go to work. He didn't know what to do at home.

In fact, if she wanted to, she should visit the neighbors now and pay a favor.

But Ye Jinzhi doesn't have this intention. If possible, she hopes that she can stay in her own world for the rest of her life, which doesn't mean she doesn't need others.

Her most ideal life is to be surrounded by a group of people she loves and familiar people, without having to socialize.

If it weren't for work, according to Ye Jinzhi's personality, she would generally not take the initiative to interact with others.

She has a somewhat withdrawn personality and doesn't like to interact with strangers, which makes her feel very tired. She likes to stay at home and do what she likes, or play around with her lover.

Not long after staying downstairs, Ye Jinzhi went upstairs.

The fingertips brushed against the black and white keys, and the hot wind from outside blew in and swirled around Ye Jinzhi's hair.

It had been a long time since she had touched a piano. Since taking over the company, Ye Jinzhi had hardly had such leisure time, which made her a little confused and didn't know what to do.

When she first went upstairs, she originally wanted to go to the study to find a book to read and kill time.

Unexpectedly, the door of the piano room was not closed tightly, and the windows inside were also open. Maybe Aunt Li opened them when she came up to clean.

It was windy outside, causing the door to blow open.

There are not only pianos but also other musical instruments in the piano room, large and small. Although the children are not proficient in all of them, they can play a little bit.

Occasionally when the fun gets more intense, the brothers would sit in the piano room and play, with each other holding instruments in their hands.

The mixed music was not only unpleasant, but also a bit noisy. Sometimes when passing by, Ye Jin would subconsciously hold his breath and speed up his pace, which was a kind of damage to the ears.

Pulling out the chair under the piano, Ye Jinzhi floated his hands on the piano and began to test the sound.

There is also a sheet of music on the piano, which must have been kept away by several children who were practicing.

Ye Jinzhi turned a page casually, glanced at it, and moved his fingertips unconsciously, and there was a pleasant sound of the piano in his ears.

At this time, Ye Jinzhi's eyes were slightly closed, and her hair was fluttering with the wind outside the window. In addition, she happened to be wearing a white dress today, and she looked like a painting, which made people reluctant to destroy it.

When several children heard the music, they all ran up. A few children stood outside the door and did not dare to come in for fear of disturbing their mother.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

After closing the song, Ye Jinzhi opened her eyes and saw several children outside applauding her vigorously.

She just forgot to close the door, and Ye Jinzhi smiled at them, his eyebrows full of tenderness.

When he grew up, Azhao talked about his mother, saying that the most gentle time for her was when she finished playing the piano, her eyes had just opened, and when she smiled at them, they unconsciously wanted to get closer to her.

"Do you want to come together?"

Several children didn't know what it meant.

"Choose a song that you are both familiar with, pick up your favorite instrument besides the piano, and follow my rhythm."

Several children ran to get their instruments and stood according to the positions Ye Jinzhi arranged for them.

A-yan is still young and can only play the piano a little now, so Ye Jinzhi lets him sing beside him, and his childish voice has a unique flavor when paired with the music.

It's just that she obviously overestimated them. Regardless of whether they played well or not, they had no tacit understanding at all and they all played at their own pace.

Seeing the children intoxicated in his music, Ye Jinzhi couldn't interrupt them, so he had to continue his actions.

The children did not realize at all how "beautiful" their music was. They continued to move their hands and closed their eyes as if they were enjoying it.

After closing the song, the children slowly opened their eyes and looked at their mother expectantly, hoping to receive encouragement.

Ye Jinzhi looked into their expectant eyes and couldn't say anything to hurt them. He could only say against his own conscience, "They are all serious and practice very well."

Several children were praised and were very happy.

One morning, I don't know if it was because of Ye Jinzhi's words, but several children stayed in the piano room as if they had been given a shot of blood.

Ye Jinzhi couldn't bear it, so he made an excuse and ran away.

It's just that even if the room is soundproofed, the sound can still be heard. Although it is not unpleasant, it is not pleasant by any means.

Ye Jinzhi was worried that someone would find them at home and file a complaint against them as soon as they moved in, but this would not dampen the spirits of the children.

I had no choice but to say, "Here, look at mom's gestures."

Ye Jinzhi could only stand there and direct them. She was directing from there, and the children looked at her gestures.

It was a bit stumbling and intermittent at the beginning, but fortunately the children had a good sense of music and they quickly figured out where to pause and where to fit in.

Ye Jinzhi stood there and listened to their song. The song was beginning to take shape. As long as he practiced it a few times, there would be no problem.

"You guys are practicing for a while." The conductor was also very tired, and Ye Jinzhi just wanted to go back and lie down quickly.

There was a peaceful atmosphere upstairs, with several children playing music in a thoughtful manner, and the atmosphere was very good.

But when the people downstairs heard the sound at first, they thought it was from the radio and thought it sounded strange.

But when they got to the back, there was a sudden noise, which startled them and they thought it was a broadcast failure.

But then it started happening intermittently, and everyone realized that it was not broadcast, and a group of people came out to find the source.

"Listen, is it coming from here?" Several people walked to the backyard of Yuan Shaochen's house and listened carefully.

"seems like it."

"Hey, it's true."

"Whose family is this? I don't even know who owns this thing here."

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A group of people were chattering outside. Fortunately, a few children were immersed in their own world and the sounds outside were not heard at all.

"Hey, it sounds like it's getting better and better." A few people didn't mind the heat, so they just stood there and listened.

"It sounds like it's getting better and better."

"It really is."

Although they don't understand, they still know whether it sounds good or not.

"This, this seems to be the home of the new former regiment leader."

Suddenly, one person remembered.

"Look, he only has so many flowers in our area."

After everyone heard this, they looked at the wall. There were many flowers covering the wall, red, purple, blue, pink and so on. Looking to the side, there were indeed flowers here.

"When you said that, I remembered that before the former leader's family moved here, a group of people who came in and out of the house were all here to move things to his house."

A woman patted her head and suddenly remembered, "The former leader came back every night and was still planting things there. I asked him what he was planting."

"What do you think he said?" He still pretended.

"What did you say?" Everyone was also curious.

"Grow vegetables." someone guessed.

The man shook his head and said, "Speaking of planting flowers, his wife likes these things."

"What does the former leader's lover do?" someone asked curiously.

It's been a long time since a new person came to the compound, and the woman's interest in gossiping can't be stopped at once.

"Then I really don't know, and he didn't say anything."

"Hey, isn't your guy in the same office as him? Just ask." Someone encouraged.

"I don't dare. If I ask, he will be angry." The woman shook her head. The one in her family didn't like her talking about others.

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The person being discussed has no idea that someone is talking about her across a wall, but even if she knew, she might not say anything.

Wherever there are women, there is gossip. She had been prepared before coming, as long as it didn't reach her ears.

Just like the sound of the piano played by the children just now, she knew that it would definitely spread outside. This was good. Everyone knew that someone in her family wanted to practice the piano, so they should get used to it as soon as possible.

Ye Jinzhi was currently lying on the collapsed bed by the bedroom window. The sunshine outside was shining in and the breeze was blowing in. It was extremely comfortable.

It's also strange. The weather was very hot just now, but now the temperature has dropped. With the occasional breeze, the temperature is just right.

Ye Jinzhi was lying on it, his slender calves dangling constantly, not restless at all.

Ye Jinzhi held his face, with a book in front of him. From time to time, Qianqian's jade fingers drew on the book and turned the pages. Occasionally, when he got tired of reading, he would turn to look at the back garden. Yuan Shaochen took advantage of them before they moved. I planted a lot of flowers here, all for this season.

Fortunately, people outside could not see this scene. Her long, slightly curly hair was fluttering in the wind, her fair and smooth calves were bent up, and they were moving restlessly. The side of the woman's face was shining white under the sunlight.

If you look closer, you can still see that the books are all in foreign languages, which makes the reader dazzled and cannot understand them at all.

Ye Jinzhi was afraid that he would forget all what he had learned and would not be exposed to it on a daily basis. Unlike later generations who would go abroad for business trips from time to time, he would not be able to forget the sense of language at once.

It is impossible to leave the country now. If you don’t review these languages ​​​​for a long time, you will soon forget them. Although they are not completely forgotten, they are almost there.

Ye Jinzhi always takes some time to read some foreign literature. Even if there is a Chinese version at home, she insists on reading the original version.

Not only to prevent myself from forgetting, but also to have a better understanding of the original version and the author's mood when writing this book.

This is difficult to achieve after translation, because everyone has a different understanding of the book, and some of the translated words are also different.

When Yuan Shaochen came back, he said hello to Aunt Li.

"Miss is upstairs." Aunt Li was in the kitchen. When she saw him coming back, she pointed upstairs.

"I'll go up and have a look."

Before Yuan Shaochen actually reached the door, he heard the sound of music coming from home and guessed that several children were in the piano room.

First, he took a look at a few children who were still practicing piano there seriously. Yuan Shaochen did not disturb them and gently closed the door for them and left.

Seeing that the bedroom door was half closed, he guessed that she might be in the bedroom, so he subconsciously stepped softly to avoid disturbing her.