My oral wife gave birth to a hybrid.

My wife Zhang Jinger (pseudonym) was pregnant in October and finally lived in the delivery room of the hospital, waiting for the baby to land. It was in April this year, when I came out of the hospital, I was relieved, as if I had finally made a big deal, and I just needed to go back and count the money. How easy it used to be to have children. My grandmother gave birth to five and my mother-in-law gave birth to six. There is only one now, but a large group of people are worried about how to eat, sleep and maintain, which makes everyone very tired.

In order to take care of Jinger, I still have the heart to persuade my mother to come to Shenzhen from Qingdao to serve in the hospital regardless of her father's illness. I am also like a merry-go-round. Companies and hospitals go around. The first day was fine, the second day was fine, and the third day Jinger was bored, saying that you were always hanging in front of me, and I was under pressure. So my mother went home and got ready. I wrote down my mobile phone number and office phone number and gave it to my mother, Jinger and the director of obstetrics and gynecology, and gave it over and over again.

It must be done. The company's business has not improved for five years, but now it has finally turned around and orders are on the rise. As a sales manager, I can't cancel the company for personal reasons. More than 20 people in the sales department are watching. On the fifth night, the hospital suddenly called and said that Jing Er had a stomachache and had gone to the delivery bed. Let me go at once. At that time, I was negotiating, and the price of one yuan blushed and the customer's neck was thick. Because of this phone call, I immediately gave in, looked at the other person's posturing and said to myself, boy, thank you for giving birth to my baby.

Shenzhen has really become a big city now, with tall buildings, subways and foreigners coming, but the roads are getting more and more blocked. There was a traffic accident at that time, and the car went slower than walking. If it weren't for the long journey, I really want to throw away my car and go straight to the hospital. Ten minutes' journey, an hour's drive that day, finally arrived. Without waiting for the elevator, I ran directly to the obstetrics and gynecology department on the fourth floor. But I didn't expect that there was a change waiting for me that would change my life.

A nurse saw me panting and sweating, and asked, are you Zhang Jinger's husband? Your wife gave birth to a son, and the mother and son are safe. I noticed someone whispering around me and stopped when I saw him. I think it's strange that most nurses will say "congratulations", but her business is business and she didn't say anything else. I didn't think too much. I wiped my sweat and went straight to Jinger's bed.

Kim stared at the ceiling with his eyes open and a needle in one hand. When someone came in, she turned to look at me, but suddenly turned her head back. My father's excitement has gone to my head. He said without thinking, Jinger, it's me. Do you have any kids？ How are you? Where is our son?

Kim's head did not turn. I asked, gently pulling her shoulder and finally pulling it over, only to see a pale face covered with tears. Everyone knows that giving birth to a child hurts, so I said, don't be wronged, Jinger, aren't you all born? I will make it up to you. Unexpectedly, she cried, her shoulders trembled, and finally said, honey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's divorce, it's over.

When I saw that the battle was wrong, I thought my son had something to do, so I said I would go and have a look first. Jinger grabbed me and said you didn't want to see it. Don't go. It's weird. I broke away from her and went out to find a nurse. The nurse took me to the nursery.

The child hasn't opened his eyes yet, with yellow and white hair, high nose, long eyelashes and deep eyelids. This is clearly a white child! I remember a few months ago, I was bored. I watched it online with Jinger, explaining the differences of different ethnic babies online. It is also said that if it is a mixed race, whites and blacks tend to be black, whites and other races tend to be white, and so on. So I said to the nurse, you are mistaken. This is not my child, but a foreign child. Do you think I am a foreigner? What's the matter with you? Where is my son?

The nurse was also anxious: the child must be right. Our hospital has delivered a child like this until now. How can it be wrong! Whoever it is, it belongs to your wife!

I feel sweaty all over. I knew what she meant, so I ran to Jing's ward and asked what was going on. Kim's son bit his lip and didn't answer. Tears welled up in my eyes. Suddenly, she touched my head.

They say that when things happen, people will be impulsive. As soon as I heard Jinger say that the baby wasn't mine that day, I went downstairs and got on the bus to go to the hospital. What man can't stand this? However, I turned my head while driving. I don't think so. If I just walk away, something will happen. Crystal is strong-willed and will be fine. My mother has angina pectoris and can't stand such a blow. Think about it and regret it. I should never have let her come. Better have a nanny. With this in mind, I calmed down and went straight back to the hospital. Yes, I must swallow a mouthful of blood first.

Kim stopped crying and still stared at the ceiling. I know that the sudden blow has destroyed her. I went over and said, "Jinger, let's not talk about this for the time being. We have to keep it from my mother. We can't involve the elderly. Nod if you agree. " Kim's tears came down again and she nodded.

I got on the bus downstairs and called my mother. The mother on the other end of the phone said, it's good, it's good, finally. My son also has a son. If only your father could come. My mother's voice trembled with excitement. Her bag of things has already been packed, and she has to take care of her daughter-in-law. I was afraid that the atmosphere in the hospital might be flawed, so I told her that the doctor said there was no need to go home, and pregnant women had their own nurses to take care of them. My mother complained to Shenzhen hospital, and she didn't get suspicious.

Putting down the phone, my eyes welled up with tears. I held the steering wheel and cried like a woman. I cried for my parents, who have been looking forward to my grandson for too many years. I cried even harder for myself, and life was not easy. I endured it again and again, and finally got well, but suddenly I fell to the ground like a blue and white porcelain bottle, saying that I would break it and hide it.

Kim was discharged from the hospital soon. My mother's eyes are not good, but when she saw the child, she looked at Jinger and me and said that the child was very interesting, unlike others, and he was strange-looking, so he must be promising. My heart was cut like a knife.

Kim kept frowning, and I was forced to smile. Fortunately, I am busy and always go out. What my mother doesn't understand is that when the baby is born, there is still no joy without alcohol. Once, I secretly told her, mom, don't worry about Jinger being unhappy. She has postpartum depression. The doctor said that this disease is very common now and can't be stimulated. It will get better naturally. My mother said that the world has changed now, and there are all kinds of strange things. I only heard that you should pay attention to your health when you are confined.

Over time, every day is like going to jail. I don't know how much longer I can pretend to be in front of my mother. I have to hire a nanny to take my mother home. It's really hard to find a suitable nanny now. Fortunately, a friend's family immigrated to Australia, and the nanny introduced me. In the fifth week, when the child was full moon, my mother didn't trust my father and finally offered to go back and forth.

Kim's son is very contradictory. On the one hand, she wants my mother to leave, and she can't stand it. On the other hand, she hoped that my mother wouldn't leave and stay one more day to let her escape from the truth. On the day of seeing my mother off, she cried. She grabbed my mother's hand and only repeated one sentence. Mom, I can't part with you, especially you. Jinger and I have been married for five years, and the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been very good. When I took Jinger back, my mother said Jinger looked exactly like her and treated her as a daughter from now on. Not willing to give up has another meaning. She wondered whether the fate between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would end. I don't know, either. I dare not know.

Jinger and I don't have a good love story. Six years ago, I met her when I was poorest. She comes from Xi and works in a big company. Many people chased her, but she recognized me. In this indifferent foreign land of Shenzhen, our feelings are accumulated bit by bit, just like our home. Every item from purchase to display, we have carefully thought about it, brushed it and brought back memories.

I think I will tell her everything when my mother is gone, but my mother is really gone and I can't ask anything. I am a cowardly person, and I am afraid to face it.

I stayed up for another three days. There are very few words between Jinger and me, and we are all carefully avoiding them. Sometimes children cry, but I don't.

On the fourth night, Jinger finally took the initiative to speak. She turned off the light and said silently, don't you ask? I said, what's there to ask? What is done is done. She said, no, I have to tell you. I won't die until I tell you.

The moon shone in, and it was a dim light. I haven't seen such a good moon for years, and now I see this. The moonlight reflected on Jing's face, but she didn't sob, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

That was more than a year ago, on the subway, Jinger said. Jinger wants to be strong and has never given up learning English, saying that her company will be useful for foreign trade in the future. There were so many people on the subway that Jinger squeezed up and took out an English novel to read. Next to her stood a young white man. Seeing her reading an English book, she took the initiative to strike up a conversation. Jinger thought it was a good opportunity to practice oral English, but she didn't refuse, so she chatted.

The subway soon arrived at Laojie Station. The white young man is getting off the bus. He said goodbye to Jinger very gentlemanly and gave her a business card with his phone number and MSN on it. He told Jinger that he could help her if she had difficulty in learning English.

MSN and Jinger were fascinated before, but then we got bored. During that time, I traveled all over the world to find business for the company, and I was always away from home. Jinger's learning a foreign language can be regarded as killing time. Once, she remembered the business card of a white youth, so she used MSN again. Unexpectedly, she contacted, and the more she talked, the more enthusiastic she became.

A white man named Steve, a New Zealander, is a backpacker and works as a foreign teacher during the holidays. It is said that he has taught English in Vietnam, Myanmar and Thailand. He told Jinger that they often hold English parties and can attend them when they have time. I don't want to talk about the next thing. Anyway, once Jinger went, she was crazy and drunk, and a shameful thing happened. According to Jinger, when she woke up late, she wanted to make a scene for fear that I knew she would put up with it.

I know Jinger, and I believe her. I said, Jinger, I understand, but you know, I'm just an ordinary person. I can't pass this matter, and neither can my parents. Besides, what should we say when children grow up? I think there are two ways now. One is to give the child away, and we will tell both parents that the child is dead. The other is to divorce us.

Jinger didn't move. After a long time, she suddenly hugged me and said, no, I want to send the child away, far away. As long as you still want me, I don't want a divorce. I want to spend my life with you. The next few days were very embarrassing. I fired the nanny and started to find a home for my children, sneaking around like a thief. Finally, I found it. It was introduced by a client. A middle-aged couple in Jiangxi, their only son died in a mine accident. They agreed to pick up the children in a week. That week, Jinger was very kind to her children and held her every day, which made me feel very complicated.

The couple finally came. I saw two simple and honest people. What does the man want to ask when they see the child? The woman gave him a turn, but the man said nothing. Jinger went to the bedroom to nurse the baby, and then took it out and handed it to the woman. She also gave them a packet of small clothes and a thousand dollars in an envelope. The child has fallen asleep and his face is bright and tender. They said, if you don't sit, you have to catch the train.

The two men said goodbye and went out. It seemed to be arranged at that time, and the child suddenly cried. Kim has entered the bedroom, heard crying, suddenly rushed out, grabbed the child, quickly ran back to the bedroom and slammed the door behind him.

I took the Jiangxi couple away with an apology, and this 1000 yuan is their travel expenses. They were shocked, but they didn't ask much. When I returned to the house, I felt desperate and relieved.

At six o'clock in the evening, Jinger called me and said that she was at the Northeast Dumpling House on Fahua North Road and asked me to go. She said, you must come, I will wait for you.

How did Jinger go? After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered that it was the place where I first asked her to eat. We agreed to eat once a year, but we were so busy every day that we completely forgot. I have a hunch that something will happen.

I'll be there soon. Jinger is looking for a table by the window on the second floor. She ordered some delicious food. When she saw me, she immediately asked the waiter to serve. The dishes were served soon, with sauce skeleton, fresh soil, cucumber, zucchini and jiaozi. I remember, it was our first time. Kim also ordered old Jinwei beer, and she drank one herself. We eat and drink. I thought she would mention the past, but she didn't, but I knew she had something to say.

Static son finally spoke, she said, honey, do you remember, we started from this restaurant, let's end it now. I decided to send the child away, and we can start over, but I can't. The child had to be sent away, and I was finished. It's unfair to you not to give it away. Like you, I don't want to owe anyone, so I want a divorce.

Kim took out a piece of paper and said, this is a divorce agreement. I signed it. You sign it. I have found a house, too. I will move tomorrow. I didn't say anything and I didn't know what to say. When I got home, I saw Jinger had packed her luggage and the suitcase that had not been used for many years was parked at the door. That's the suitcase that Jinger used when she came to the south. We live together, and this is the same suitcase she brought. Now she is leaving with this suitcase, but there is a puzzling child beside her.

My heart melted and I said, Jing, don't go. Just live like this. Ginger came over and hugged me. I felt her body shaking. But she let go of her hand, looked at me and shook her head gently. The next day, when I got home, she had already left. There was no suitcase by the door and no children on the bed.

Jinger moved away for a month. First, she lives in a rental house. Now she has left Shenzhen. I don't know where she went. But if you must find her, you can still find her after all, and Jinger will contact her family. But, to find or not to find? This is a difficult choice for me, and I need a reason to face it calmly.

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