Have you ever delivered your own child?

Aju is famous in our area, because she keeps giving birth to children. Except for her eldest son, who was born in the hospital, she was born in the briquette factory and delivered her own baby.

There is a briquette factory in the village, which was closed at 20 10. Before that, Aju and his wife were there to look after the factory. Black coal is piled into mountains and then made into briquettes. Ah Ju's husband, Ah Fu, has the skill of making briquettes, so someone asked him to make briquettes. Ah Fu took his new wife to live in the briquette factory, and no one else lived in the factory.

In the first year, A Ju gave birth to a son, and the owner of the briquette factory sent them children's clothes, but no one expected that the eldest son had not learned to walk, and A Ju was pregnant again.

Yes, behind Aju, all the babies were delivered by herself. She has four sons, all black and thin. Every day, she holds her youngest son who is nursing and pulls her three walking sons to walk in the village. The old man boasted that Aju gave birth to children, all of whom were sons. In the eyes of children, for a long time, outsiders and people who can only have children are the same meaning.

When Aju was pregnant, she took three walking sons and held one son. Her 3-year-old daughter asked me: Mom, will working in a briquette factory really give birth to briquette-like children?

Really, those four children are really like briquettes. Many people in the village gave old clothes to Aju. Even if it is clean, it is black but not autumn.

Yes, people who have been pregnant for many years have no time to take care of their children. The eldest son is 7 years old and has not yet attended kindergarten. He helps to take care of his younger brother at home.

That day, I went to the briquette factory and bought 50 briquettes. I have a briquette stove for boiling water. When I went, Aju was the only one in the factory. I watched her belly fall to the ground. I was too scared to let her move the briquettes, and I didn't buy them. When I was about to leave the briquette factory, I suddenly heard Aju say to her eldest son, Mom is going to have a baby. Take a basin and bring the scissors.

I was scared out of my wits. Turning around, I saw Aju covering her stomach and walking towards her humble house. Her eldest son is like a well-trained man, with scissors and a plastic box. I quickly followed him and said, do you want me to call someone to take you to the hospital?

Chrysanthemum with freckles said, no, I gave birth myself.

After saying his word, Aju took off her big fat pants and squatted in a plastic basin. A child who was less than 6 kg visually fell out and began to cry. A Ju cut the umbilical cord with scissors, cleaned the baby with a cloth, and wrapped it in a small bag, thus completing her baby-giving action.

I was dumbfounded, and Aju smiled: It's easy to have a baby, just like taking a shit.

I don't know how I left. According to our custom here, I bought 5 Jin of brown sugar and 5 Jin of eggs for Aju when she had a baby.

At that time, Aju had cooked by herself. The house she lives in is very humble, but the children have too many clothes. She gave birth to five boys, but there were flower skirts in her clothes, all of which were given by the villagers.

I said: you have given birth to so many children, and your life burden is very heavy. Can't you use contraception at ordinary times?

Aju said with a smile, I can't read and I don't have a job. I have never left this village except my eldest son. I heard that we foreigners need 200 yuan to go to Sheung Wan. I won't spend that money. Isn't it just having a baby anyway? Soon, like laying eggs. Raising a child is easy, just give him a bite to eat. The good people in the village gave me a lot of clothes, and I have enough clothes for several children.

A Ju pointed to one side, and I found that there was really a room full of children's clothes, some new and some old.

I said: the child is old, and you still don't let him go to school?

A Ju giggled: What am I going to school for? You think I can't read, so I'm still alive.

Did you have a good day? I looked up at the house. It's really crude. Needless to say, it was completely dark at that time, and there were several black briquettes lying on the ground to play.

Suddenly I remembered what my daughter said: If I work in a briquette factory, will I have briquette-like children? Several children have never bathed in the dark.

Yes, their children are well fed and clothed. People in nearby villages gave them a lot of clothes. Knowing that there were many children in their family, especially that Ah Zhu delivered the children at home, everyone sympathized with them and gave them a lot of clothes and food.

Some people want to adopt children, but in the past, every child was black and thin, and no one wanted to adopt.

Our company moved away, so did I, and I didn't see Aju, but I heard that Aju was pregnant again, and the coal ball factory was banned because of environmental pollution, and Aju's family didn't know where to go.

Moreover, the matter of self-delivery is often in my mind, especially when I see those people say that a child was born in the toilet. It's true. Some children are born like hens laying eggs.

When I first saw this question, this thing naturally jumped out of my mind. I can only say that I am ignorant and fearless.

This is a fearless action of an ignorant person, like Aju's, and it is also her luck. Because she usually takes care of several children and keeps exercising, she never takes a break and eats and drinks badly, so the children she is pregnant with are small and easy to give birth to.

As the villagers say, people depend on others to live.

I won't let her (referring to my mother-in-law) deliver my baby. When I gave birth to my third child, I blocked the door of my room. After giving birth, I ironed my scissors and cut my navel belt.

A woman in the village said while washing clothes by the river, I don't want my mother-in-law to deliver the baby, but I hate it when she talks about my private affairs outside. Because the mother-in-law exaggerated her private parts, others listened, some talked, some blamed, disrespected her daughter-in-law, and told everything. So her daughter-in-law is very disgusted with her.

Later, the woman said that when I gave birth, I plugged the door and asked her to help me burn a large pot of potions. We are from Guangxi. On the day when a woman gives birth to a child, she will use several herbs collected at home to cook in a large pot and bathe the mother and newborn. The woman said: Because the family bought toilet paper in advance, the dirty things (lochia) were wiped with toilet paper. That kind of toilet paper is a bit hard, not as soft as the current household paper. The woman said, let my grandmother take a bath for the child first, and then let her carry water outside and pour it out. Let her get me a bucket of potions. After she put it in the house, I said:

Go out, I can wash it myself.

She wants to have grandchildren. I told her to take it in a day or two. Let him sleep in the bed. No problem.

Her room is full of the fragrance of herbs, and the room is full of fog. Because that bucket of boiling liquid medicine is constantly evaporating hot air, the woman washes away the filth on her body with boiling liquid medicine, and her body is much fresher.

After getting dressed, please ask your mother-in-law to help you pour bath lotion and clean the room. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, lifted his clothes and breastfed his son.

In 1970s, rural women worked from pregnancy to delivery. In the morning, a woman went to the field to cut and beat millet, picked a cart of raw millet and returned to the village of Sun Ping. In the afternoon, she gave birth to a big fat son. Some people didn't work in the fields of the production team a few days before giving birth, and they didn't do less housework in the vegetable fields at home. Perhaps because pregnant women used to work a lot, it was particularly easy for them to have children.

A woman in the village said that she gave birth to five children, just like a hen laying eggs, which didn't hurt at all. This seems a bit exaggerated.

On the third day after giving birth, the women there went to the river to wash clothes. There is a headscarf on the head, some are a little weak, and some are also very energetic.

A woman who washes clothes and vegetables by the river will ask her children how they are, and is there enough milk to eat? There are still many problems. This river has become a place for women in the village to communicate. What happened in the village will be known here.

It's really not easy to make a woman. With the help of her mother-in-law, she can cook some moon meals. Without a mother-in-law, the man helped for three days. Except killing chickens, he did all the washing and cooking himself.

I'm telling the truth. Can you believe it?

Xiaozhen is the village flower of our village. Although in the countryside, Xiaozhen's skin is white and red, and the more she basks, the whiter she becomes. Two phoenix eyes are full of affection, and her bright black hair is tied into a ponytail. The curved ponytail is really beautiful. Xiaozhen has three brothers and one younger brother. She is the only child in the family, the apple of her parents' eye, and her brothers spoil her very much.

In a blink of an eye, Xiaozhen is 18 years old. It's really that women's universities have changed from 18, and they are getting more and more beautiful. The suitors stepped on their doorstep, but Xiaozhen didn't like any of them because she had someone in mind.

Xiaozhen has a crush on a foreign carpenter. The carpenter Gangzi is from Jiangsu. Because my aunt married here, Gangzi came to her aunt's house to play. Just then, Xiaozhen's house was built, and Gangzi was introduced to Xiaozhen's house as a carpenter.

Gangzi is not only handsome, but also articulate and humorous. She works and chats with Xiaozhen every day. In the long run, the two have been in love for a long time and secretly talked about love. Xiaozhen knows that her parents won't agree to her falling in love with Gangzi, because Gangzi is a foreigner and it is impossible for her parents to marry her only daughter to other places.

Jane was beautiful, but all the girls at that time had to work. One day, Xiaozhen went up the mountain to cut firewood, while Gangzi was working and had no spirit at all. Finally, in the evening, Gangzi got off work early, and then he went to the mountain to pick up Xiaozhen.

After walking for about 40 minutes, Gangzi found Xiaozhen. Xiaozhen is playing with a fruit knife. Gangzi asked Xiaozhen why she was holding a fruit knife. Xiaozhen said that the fruit knife was just picked up and looked good. Then Xiaozhen put away the fruit knife and the two embraced.

Ten months later, Xiaozhen's belly is already very big. No one knows that Xiaozhen is pregnant for ten months except Xiaozhen and Gangzi. In those days, it was shameful for girls to get pregnant before marriage. In the past ten months, Xiaozhen has been wearing big clothes, asking her mother for money to buy toilet paper on time every month, and then hiding the toilet paper. Her mother never knew that she didn't have her period.

Xiaozhen's stomach hurt very much that day, but she still didn't dare to tell her mother that their house had been built, and Gangzi had no reason to run to their house.

There was no telephone at that time, and Xiaozhen's stomach hurt too much. She remembers picking up a fruit knife, getting it, and lighting it with a kerosene lamp. Then I lay in bed and started giving birth. Xiaozhen endured the pain, gave birth to the baby, and then cut the umbilical cord with a fruit knife.

Question: Have you ever seen yourself deliver a baby?

I've seen it. Xiaozhen in our village delivered the baby herself. After giving birth, parents can't help it. They found Gangzi overnight and asked Gangzi to take Xiaozhen and the child away. Gangzi took Xiaozhen to another village and rented a house. They lived as husband and wife, raised their children and later gave birth to a daughter.

Later, a family of four came to work in Shanghai and bought a house in Shanghai. My son and daughter got married. My son just contracted a project at the construction site, and Xiaozhen took care of his grandson at home. The family is very happy.

Xiaozhen and Gangzi are true love. Although they received a lot of dirty eyes at that time, they survived and lived a good life later. As long as two people who really love each other are together, any difficulties can be overcome, even if they deliver their own babies.

There is one in our village, which belongs to my husband's family in the 1970s. My mother-in-law told me this after I got married, because our village is a ancestral village, that is, everyone in this village is surnamed Zhang, and she is called her aunt according to her seniority.

This aunt is not tall and ugly, but she is very capable. At that time, there was no field distribution, and the production team went out early and went back to work every day. Her eldest son was three years old that year, and my aunt was pregnant with a second child. At that time, in order to work in the production team, people never cared about their health and went to work every day when they were pregnant.

At that time, no one who gave birth to a child went to the hospital. There was a midwife in our village who asked her to deliver the baby. When menstruation was about to be born, he only knew how to work and could not eat anything nutritious. When the baby is about to give birth, you can't tell you are pregnant when you wear bigger clothes.

It was already October, and it was a little cold. On that day, menstruation was ready to go to work as usual, but when she left home, she felt something was wrong. As a result, the child fell out of his trouser leg. Aunt quickly picked up the child and went back to the house, found a pair of scissors to burn the umbilical cord on the kerosene lamp, wrapped the child in a quilt, and burned some ash with broken cotton to wipe it on the cut umbilical cord and the child's navel. This is considered disinfection! At that time, the children didn't say that they couldn't get rid of poison and inflammation, and they were still healthy, so they gave birth to their own children!

Now it sounds like a story, but it's true. At that time, those who didn't go to the hospital were all delivered by midwives. Confucius wouldn't do it in the same month. Her mother-in-law is mute. She just went to see if she had any children, so she wouldn't wait on Confucius like this. Although my aunt just gave birth to a baby, she just stopped working in the production team, but she nursed the baby, washed diapers and cooked at home. She used to eat radish and sweet potato every winter and wash it with cold water. No one cares about her confinement, and she doesn't know how to cherish herself, so she fell ill at a young age and was hurt all over!

When I met this aunt, she went to work in the fields. At that time, the land in the village had been divided. She and her two sons went to geography to get fertilizer. Her children were all teenagers that year, and both her sons followed her. They are not tall, but they are all good at work!

Later, I heard from my sister-in-law that this aunt was ill. Maybe she has a brain tumor, and I don't know whether to promise or let her eat. In her sixties, she left. At that time, people didn't know how to maintain their bodies or what confinement was. They only know how to work hard for this family and children, and what to do if they don't want to get sick! This is the people of that era. Now people tell them this, and they think it is just a story. They don't believe it!

There are too many such things, especially those rural people born in the 1970s and 1980s. I think my mother gave birth to me and my sister alone. Because when I was growing up, I heard my mother talk about what happened before we were born more than once. For example, the day I was born was street day, and my father went to the market to buy a bunch of rice (about 100 kilograms) and carried my pony on his back. When I was born, I was choked by amniotic fluid and coughed, so I named it Cough (I don't know what they think, this name has been taken). I was supposed to call the roll to buy food. My grandmother died young, and my mother died when she was only two or three years old (because my grandfather gave birth to a daughter, according to our local custom, he wanted to recruit a son-in-law, so my father was a son-in-law). My father went to the market, my grandfather went to herd cattle, and there was a man in his seventies who was almost eighty years old at home. I guess my mother gave birth to me. He can't help, and he hasn't heard my mother say who will help. My mother said that after she gave birth to me or my sister, she told my grandmother (my father's mother) to wait in the next month. My grandmother came to cook and bathe the children. She didn't wash clothes. Now that I am the mother of two children, I haven't smelled anything fishy about the newborn baby. I only smell a faint fragrance. It smells good. I wonder if all your friends with children smell like fish? Maybe it's just an excuse I don't want to do. (My mother washes clothes and takes a bath by herself. My sister is younger than me 14 months. My mother said that she was pregnant with my sister 12 months. In the countryside, when she was pregnant, she stepped on the reins of an ox or a horse, so she had to be pregnant for one year like an ox or a horse. I wonder if there is such a saying in your rural hometown? According to the normal month, when my mother was about to give birth, my father went to work. My mother said that my father had no conscience and didn't want to take care of her to have a baby, so he came back for three months and thought that my mother had a full moon. As a result, my mother did not give birth to my sister. My mother gave birth to my sister because she was carrying water and fell at the gate. My sister was born on the fifteenth day of the first month. There is a saying that the fifteenth day of the first month is bloody, and it is easy to bleed when giving birth to a child. My mother said she couldn't move when she gave birth to my sister. My grandfather went to my second aunt's house and asked me to wrap my sister up. It took my family more than an hour to walk back and forth to my second aunt's house, and my sister was naked for more than an hour, waiting for her to wash and wrap up.

My mother was too poor at that time. She is only in her twenties. She never saw a doctor from pregnancy to delivery, let alone a student in the hospital. At home, my husband doesn't care, my mother doesn't care, and my mother-in-law doesn't care. Father and grandfather don't understand, which is inconvenient. This is a second child born by myself, especially when I gave birth to my sister. I was a huge child and fell down. Now think about it and sweat for her. Thank god. So my sister and I gave birth to a baby, and she left it alone. I don't know what my sister thinks, but I still feel bad. But if you think about what she has experienced, you can understand her performance. When we gave birth, we were in a big hospital in the county, accompanied by our husband. When the child was born, someone helped to wash it every day. Eating and drinking were brought to bed. I don't know how many times she was happier when she gave birth to us. Then suddenly I feel more distressed. In fact, in rural areas, people like us born in the 1970s, 1980s or even 1990s are mostly born by themselves, which is remarkable. We had a mother-in-law, but the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was not as good as it is now. Most mothers-in-law criticize their daughters-in-law. Although my mother is poor, at least no one in the family is picky. Think about my mother, they gave birth to us, and think about the fact that we have children now. We are really happy. Thank you for being born in this great and happy era, and thank the founders of our great era!

No, but I know a person who is a little short of brains. I told many people how she was born at home alone, so I stopped saying her name and called her a silly girl.

That is the third-tier town where I used to work. Silly girl is a waitress in my single dormitory. She is not very stupid, but as long as she can say more than five sentences, most people can find that she is not quite right. The silly girl went to work instead of her father. It is said that her father is also a leader (I don't know this person). Because he is mentally retarded and can't do other jobs, he is arranged to visit the dormitory and clean up.

After he married a man who came from the countryside to work in a small town, he rented a house in a vegetable farmer's house on the production team. She soon became pregnant, with a big belly. Later, she heard that she had twins.

His men work three shifts, one is the day shift and the other is the night shift. One day, her man worked the night shift. She has a stomachache, and the more it hurts, the worse it gets. She thinks she's going to have a baby. Afraid of soiling the bedding on the bed, she endured the pain, spread the old newspaper all over the floor, and then lay on the ground all night, giving birth to two boys. She said that she was too tired after giving birth, so she wrapped the baby in a small quilt and put it aside, and she fell asleep.

When the man came back from the night shift and took her and her children to the hospital, the doctor said that both children were dead and she was fine.

This is what she said later. I thought she was too brave. I have no courage. At that time, it was still free medical care, and it didn't cost anything to give birth in the hospital. Most people were admitted to the hospital early and waited, so the silly girl became very strange and was told as a story by many people.

I 12 years old. I've seen my mother give birth to her own children. My mother gave birth to six children, and the youngest two sisters died. At that time, son preference was very serious. My mother always wanted to have another boy. There is only one boy at home, and family planning is very strict. My mother plays hide-and-seek with family planning cadres, hiding in this house, hiding in that house, hiding in sugarcane fields, and her house is searched by family planning cadres every day.

One day, while she was eating, she suddenly rushed into the room and said, Oh, give me a pair of scissors, and then

Bring me some hot water from the basin. She squatted on the bed, and soon a little man came out. She pulled it out with one hand and cut the umbilical cord with an arrow knife with the other. She also took a shit. I've been alone, and I'm scared silly.

I remember this scene too deeply. I really think my mom is amazing. Now think about her strength and bullying. Father has been doing business outside for a long time, and all the fields and children fall on her shoulders.

I gave birth to my daughter just in time for our country's policy that we must go to the hospital to give birth. My mother sighed. Boy. Work for the county hospital.

I met my sister-in-law, who happened to be at her house that year. She cut the umbilical cord with scissors, packed the baby and handled the fetal membranes herself. I sat at her house for a while, and what she told me was an understatement, nothing. She is a poor woman with many children, some of whom were delivered by herself. She is so sad!

Yes, my mother did some business in a small market more than 0 years ago. There was a family from Yunnan, and three girls left their homes and brought out their youngest daughter. Later, she gave birth to a son, and finally she delivered the baby herself. She refused to let men into the house, gave birth by herself, prepared a bowl full of wine, threw the bowl on the ground when the child was born, and cut the umbilical cord with the bowl stubble, and the production was completed. Poor little girl, no one has hugged her since she had a younger brother. Her parents don't care whether she touches her or not. She was only over one year old and fell asleep standing on the box. That younger brother is always held in her parents' arms. Now that little girl is 20, I don't know if she is doing well.