How miserable can a man be? – What?
You must have heard of a special occupation in old society: Nurse.
Many people thought it was a job to eat and not work, but to breastfeed other people’s children; however, they could not imagine how much privacy the business had little to know. What’s going to happen to a working nurse who’s making milk?
Not only is it difficult to get home and have children, but it also risks being insulted, exploited by employers and even subjected to unexpected absurdities.
They were a silent group that had existed in the flood of history for more than 3,000 years and had disappeared quietly until the nation was founded.
The experience of nursing mothers in this paper is their voice in this history, speaking of the oppression of women at the bottom of the old world’s true “human-eating” dark society.
I. STANDING IN THE BORDER
In 1933,
Zhejiang Road in North Zhejiang, which includes the Supreme Court of the National Government and various small shops.
There’s a fragrance of milk coming out of a shop called The Old Sun Lee.
Whenever a person passes, he or she will look into the store with no intention, because there will be a row of young women who are breastfeeding.
“The Chinese comic book Tae Do” is an old look at Shanghai Hothead.
It’s a picture of a milker who’s working as a nurse.
Some of them are in open clothes, and their breasts are soaring!
This shop, called the Hotheads, has been in place since the beginning of the day. Formally, employers are introduced to food-burning aunts, hair-brushing maids, nursing mothers, and child labourers, known as “the little sister”, who collect the money for their work, and to irregularly, clandestinely, engage in human trafficking and prostitution.
Old Li’s hot shop, known for its quality nanny, is the professional Nurse’s Employment Exchange. He boasted that half of the young ladies had grown up on the milk of his nanny.
In an era when the nation has just begun to become a nation, but is still closed to conservativeness, these women from the countryside, in spite of the eyes of the people, have even deliberately raised their breasts to attract the attention of their employers.
A woman in shape who is even a little purty, is wearing a red face and sitting on a bench waiting to be selected.
She’s just 19 years old. She’s from High Mail Country.
She was only wearing a single coat full of patches because she was breast-milked and her chest was already clearly wet. As a result, she had to tumble her back and was afraid to stand up to her back; in addition, there were a few grumps on the street who were scrawling at the shop from time to time.
It’s an unprecedented shame that she would hate to get in through a sew. But she sat firmly on the bench and was afraid to leave. Because if she can’t find a job, the whole family will starve.
Two years ago, the hurricane led to the collapse of the lake ‘ s dyke, and the floods left the civilian population with no home and no land but to flee home to Shanghai, where a break-up shed was built in the muddy shantytowns along the river.
Just a month ago, Hye-fung gave birth to a baby girl. The new life has not brought joy to the family, but has brought a more embarrassing life. Both her mother-in-law and her husband, who came to Shanghai with her, advised her to throw the child away or give it away, but she insisted on keeping the child.
Every day, men go with them to the docks and help others to sew and sew, in exchange for a small income. Unimaginably, the husband was smashed while carrying the goods, and was unable to move half of his body and had to lie down in bed.
In old times, women from poor families made sutures while breastfeeding.
The family that was already in need, it’s getting worse. You have to take advice from your sister-in-law and go to the head shop to work as a nurse.
Most of the nursing mothers in the hot-head shop had to come to the big city for their lives because of natural and man-made disasters in their homes.
They have no culture, no professional skills, and the only way out is to be a maid or nurse.
And there were 78 of the 10 women in the village employing nursing mothers. Because many urban women have their own jobs or are in good working conditions and are reluctant to sacrifice their time, energy and body to breastfeed their young children, this has led directly to a large market for nursing mothers.
For two days, however, the customers who entered the store had never looked up and looked at each other; she was afraid to sell herself because of her stupidity.
Just when she thought she was going to eat grass if she couldn’t get work today, there was a sudden noise at the door.
Only two maids were seen walking out of a bright car, holding down two broad wives who were luminous.
Where have you seen such a bright woman? I’m not ashamed of myself.
“What is the need for two wives to come to the store?” I’m sorry.
The two wives didn’t make a sound and threw the air at the shop. One of the maids spoke: “This is the wife and second wife of the Guo Palace, looking for two nursing mothers. I’m sorry.
It’s a big deal.
It seems to me that the old lady, the daughter of Miss Guo, chose the nanny for her grandson. The young second wife is looking for a nanny for her daughter and her daughter.
I hear it’s a big house. A couple of nannys can’t sit down. And when the earth was squeezing, some took away their children, and said, “Madam, my milk is fine!” I’ve got two kids, one white and fat! “Madam, look at me. My milk is better. I’ll take care of the baby! I’m sorry.
A fight scared the two wives to step back.
Li urged the women to recuse themselves, fearing that the guests would be frightened. I asked someone to move to the chair and the two wives to sit down, and the nannys to be introduced in a front row.
Who knows what’s going to happen next, and what’s in such a hurry? Why don’t you just open up your clothes and show your tits and show off? “Madam, look at my milk, babysitting.” I’m sorry.
In the middle of the day, this noisy scene was full of people outside the shop.
And to make more money in the big house, you’ll be milking them on the spot so they can see if she has enough milk, which is thick and thick.
This seemingly absurd scene is a common scene in old social promotion stores, where women who are nursing mothers are used to being selected, squeezed and even poked into privacy like goods in order to make money to supplement their families.
Even with the medical health reports from the Western Hospital, the clients seem to have touched them.
The two wives of the Guo Palace had chosen them for half a day, until the second wife’s eyes fell on them. The second wife took a look at the woman in the corner and waved her hand.
Li’s wife, this is young and strong, first pregnant, first breastfeeding, only yesterday! Just 19 years old! The baby’s full of moons. The milk is so good! And then he’s busy with his eyes.
He walked in the red and was helpless and afraid to speak.
The Li hothead is on his side, rushing to say, “What an idiot! Take off your clothes and show them!” I’m sorry.
And he rose redder, he hesitated, and slowly unbuttoned his garments, and showed his breasts full.
It’s the scene of the nanny in the hothead shop of the famous national painter Dayton.
A nanny is being examined by a male and female client.
The first wife saw her, nod her head at her side. Then she stretches out her hand and goes through it; then squeezes, and then a few milks spill out.
Mother used her hands a little bit, used her fingers gently, separated and felt very thick, and noded the place.
Then she went from her head to her foot and said, “Mrs., I think this is good.” The skin is thin and white, the body is thin and the milk is good. I’m sorry.
She asked where she was, but did not understand her Shanghai words, and turned to see Li, who said, “She is a high mailman, who has not come to Shanghai for long.” I’m sorry.
As soon as she heard it, she said, “You can’t speak, you can’t understand, you can’t do anything, you can’t do anything. I’m sorry.
The second wife did not speak, but kept her clothes in a very careful manner, and took a look at her face, so she said, “Sister, since you can’t see, I will take it.” I think she’s all right. I know how it works. I don’t mind. I’m sorry.
“Sister, the Gangbei people can’t believe it, they can’t all work for the Japanese, they have no disease and no knowledge of it. I’m sorry.
Even though they do not understand it well, they have learned from the contempt and contempt of the First Lady, and are ashamed in their hearts and afraid to speak out.
Li was in a hurry to answer the question: “My two wives, her family is a disaster, and she is innocent!” Every nursing mother here has a medical certificate that guarantees health! We also have a probationary contract with you. If you are not satisfied, you can return it. I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll take her.” There’s no other nanny. We’ll pick another one. I’m sorry.
So Li said to the madam, “How many other nursing mothers from Suzhou and Yangzhou will come over these days and see if you can take them directly to the house so that the young master can have a taste of them. I’m sorry.
After listening to this proposal, the Senior Lady strongly endorsed the proposal and left behind a maid and Li to follow up and leave with a group.
I can’t believe my luck was so good that I could survive at the Fouja House.
But she didn’t know that the beach house was not so nice, and many strange things were waiting for her.
ii. The pain.
The Guo Palace is located on Fengyang Road, on three floors of the ocean floor, in front and in front of the garden, in luxury. It was built by Master Guo at a cost of 100,000 silver 10 years ago. I don’t think my son died young.
So, in the big house, only Mr. Guo and his two wives, as well as their daughters and sons-in-law.
Go to an old house.
It was not until the birth of the young master and the young lady that Guo became a little angry.
Wisdom has never seen so luxurious a place in the future, bowing down all the way to see it, and being led to a row of flats on the side of the ocean floor.
This is where people live. Eat and go to the toilet, settle it here, and report back to Wu.
Mother Wu’s home is Zhong Ming’s home, and for decades Guo’s house was clear inside and outside. When she knew that she could not speak Shanghai, she gave a message to her family.
The first floor of the building is the living room, the dining room and the bathroom, which is used by the master’s wife and is not reserved for the servants. The second floor, which is the room of the master, contains the door to both the right and the left.
If you want to milk a child, you’ll have to live in a suite in the Second Mistress’s room.
The third floor is the home of the Miss and the Grand Master, who have recently given birth to a young man.
Old maid.
After the introduction, Mrs. Wu took a bath and changed her clothes and met the Second Mistress.
When she saw the Second Mistress again, she was huddled by the crying Second Lady. He was so eager to take the child into his arms and unloose it.
These two girls are much smaller than the average girl, but the kid just ate the milk in his mouth, sucking it up like a big blowout. In a few minutes, you’ll get your little face red and go to sleep.
The Second Mistress was pleased to see the child’s mastery. She called herself to the right person and told her to inform her husband.
It is only once a month that the Kwok Palace will return home, even if it is not far from its home, even from the balcony.
The Guo family’s rules are so big that she’s afraid of getting sick when she comes home, and so that she can lose her milk.
Thinking of her own child, she sheds tears and regrets that she did not feed the child more.
The size of dinner is beyond the imagination, and the bowls of custard soup, pig hoof soup, hen soup are delicious for those who have never had a tummy in years. She’s happy to find someone else again. But she didn’t know until she had the first bite of soup.
Pig hoofs, milk soup.
This is to make small stoves special for milking her, and no stench should be put on, otherwise the milk will smell different and the children will burn.
So, every meal is the same as this.
The food was good, and in three days she was tired of it. She knew, however, that it was only by eating these on her own and producing more milk that she could get paid to keep her family alive.
Since then, she has forced herself to adapt to the life of the nanny. Despite her sins, her family was able to live, and she was grateful to the Second Lady for having given herself the opportunity to take care of her.
The wife of the old family and the maid of the baby.
The child may be breastfed by a hard-working mother for two to three hours, but she is able to nurse her child at any time, as long as she has a slight indication.
Only once a month did she be able to get her children to eat a few milks in haste, sometimes for fear of the lack of milk, even for the sake of her daughter, who can only drink rice soup every day.
In the long run, the daughter grew thinner, with a small body obscuring a large head, a birthless face, while Miss Er-Mu looked like a doll, fat and white.
They’re also kids. They’ve been high and low since they were kids.
She left her daughter under pressure and wanted to raise her, but now she can’t even breastfeed, and it’s hard to see her last time.
When you think about it, you feel sad like you’re hanging a knife. But she knew that for a person like her, it was the best life that could be achieved and that if the whole family was to live, it would have to suffer for its children.
But maintaining the status quo is not easy either.
The injured husband, the child who was unable to eat, was a stone in her heart. The fear was encircled and gradually affected her body.
On this day, I found my milk less.
No matter how hard she suckes, she can’t eat enough, she can’t eat enough.
The child’s front teeth have come out, and this bite hurts. She wanted to hold the child away, but the child seemed to know something was wrong.
If you want to slap her, it’s not your child. There were only painful tears to shed while pacing the child until the child was free.
Mother Wu has experience, and she has come to see the good milk, examining both sides of the chest with her hands, and she says, “This is a very heavy matter for you, and the milk is silt in it.”
If she’s done her job, she’ll starve to death.
Mother Wu was also a good person, and groaned: “When I fed the young man, it was blocked. Don’t worry, I’ve got a way to milk, but you’ve got to put up with the pain. She was born as a nanny and she was trusted.
Mother Wu told them to lay their clothes open, squeezing their hands and stimulating some milk and putting it on the chest. Then, milk for lubrication and massage for pick-up.
At first, it was soft, and it was so good that it could endure, and then, every time, it got stronger until it softened the hard pieces in the flesh.
She looks thin, but she’s got some power. It’s like working out of a bone, and it’s so good that it hurts.
He wants to scream, but he’s afraid to scare Miss Yu, he’ll have to put his shirt in his mouth and sweat!
She said, “We women are born to suffer in the world. You look forward to having a man in the next life. I’m sorry.
I don’t know, she’s in trouble, and her nipples don’t work.
In the meantime, a strange thing has been discovered.
Second Mistress actually has milk.
The Second Mistress secretly fed her several times while she was well-trained.
This makes it hard to understand that the women of large families who do not breastfeed their children themselves in order to stay in their state of mind, have lost their milk. But what about the second wife’s milk? Why do we have it?
She could not ask or ask questions, but she was invisible and there was something she should not know.
But now she has no time to think about it, and Mother Wu has given her therapeutic feeding and has given her acupuncture of herbal herbal herbs.
Still useless.
On the third day, Wu gave Hye-sweet a bowl of soup that didn’t show what food was made, which was filled with strange pieces of meat, so that she could drink it all.
He tasted it with no salt, but a thick smell of dirt went right through his throat. When she saw her unquestionable face, she had to put up with the disgusting soup.
When she finished eating and drinking, she said that it was a man-made soup made out of a man-made manicure, because it worked so well that she ate it with milk.
After hearing it, I feel like I’m about to throw up. But she was afraid to throw up, so that she could drink to feed her family.
I can’t believe it.
Mother Wu is unbelief, and on the other hand she is in a state of acute illness, and she has created a series of locals. The placenta, the live earthworm, and the small black particles.
It’s a rat’s shit!
And I don’t know which one of the squares worked, but it’s finally working.
III. Winds
It’s more than that.
In the old society, some of these low-status women are harassed or exploited by their male owners, who eventually either blame them or dismiss them.
There was once a hot-foiled lawsuit, a farce that had evolved as a result of the complex relationship between the man and the nurse.
And this happened at the Guo Palace.
The pain of skilled milk has been replaced by the joy of the prosperity of Miss Second Lady. The little girl’s got a lot of energy and energy every day. If you see a good weather, you must take Miss Er-san to the garden of the house.
More than that, there’s one more partner, Master Manmei’s nanny.
Manme is a Yangzhou man, who looks well and well, who speaks well, and who loves and trusts her.
However, while the two nannys had a lot of chances of meeting their children, Manmee was a little downplayed and had little communication.
The old Shanghai nanny.
This day, the child was hungry while she was in the yard with Miss Miyuki.
Despite being a nanny, he was not like other nannys, but dared to wear clothes to feed her. As long as a man was present, she had to hide where no one was.
When there was no one else in the courtyard, no one thought too much, he lifted up his clothes and nursed the children.
Suddenly, a fragrance of nostrils reached her nose and, as she looked at it, a young man with oil flour came out of the shadows, dressed in white suits, full of fragrance.
You’re so smart, you’re so surprised, you turn your back, you put your clothes down and you’re going back to the Second Mistress’s room.
And then the man said, “You’re the nanny of the Second Lady, and I hear you’re full of milk. “It’s not like I’m going to be able to do this.”
Where have you seen such a passer-by?
But the man followed him, and he said, “A young lady eats white and fat. It’s lovely, let me hold her.” I’m sorry.
She’s scared. She’s holding her hand tight. She just wants to get rid of this man.
Who knows if this man has reached out with his hand, whether he’s going to hold Miss Er-san or he’s going to hold on to his skill!
And just as this was happening, someone on the second floor was talking on the balcony: “Why don’t you bring her back to sleep? “It is the Second Lady who speaks.
Men who see what they’re doing are seen, and they’re not upset. “Yo, it’s the Second Mistress. Are you free? I’m sorry.
The Second Mistress didn’t pay any attention to him. He just came back with great skill.
The man took a sip of his face and said, “What good is there to be proud of when he is a nurse? I’m sorry.
She thought the man was scolding herself, but she noticed that when she heard it, her face was like frosting, and she was so depressed.
He enters the house with great skill, and is afraid of being blamed. But the second wife was not angry, but whispered, “There are so many people in this house and so many things, don’t go anywhere, don’t listen to anything, and don’t talk to anyone else, especially men.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t dare ask who the man was, I was just in a quiet place, and I was careful.
Not a few days later, I heard the maids whispering something about his nanny, Manme.
I don’t understand Shanghai, but from the sporadic words and the dementia of the maids, it is a good thing to know that Manmei is hooked up with the lady’s husband!
Sometimes the young lady is not at home, and Manme is not looking after the young man, but rather leaves him alone in the baby’s room to cry, and he goes into the other room. When she comes out, Missy’s husband will be out of that room soon.
More than one domestic worker has been involved in this kind of thing, so it’s got a nose and eyes.
And a man suddenly said, “No man can be weaned.” “It’s not a good time for the servants to laugh.
After a while, the young master changed a nanny.
The new nanny’s name is Jung. She’s 27 and 8 years old.
This man is a “basket” as if he knew everything.
She mysteriously told Hye-fried that Manme left because suddenly she had no milk.
“Didn’t Mother Wu breastfeed her? I’m sorry.
That’s the way she’s been asking, and the sound of excitement is getting sharp. She’s pregnant! Her husband didn’t even come to Shanghai. And guess whose seed is she carrying?”
A man came to mind, but she shook her head.
Zheng’s nurse-in-law has a face full of secrets: “I tell you, don’t tell anyone. I’m sorry.
“Hey, how naive is this man Manmedo? That man himself is still a son-in-law, talking about leaving Guo’s house, but not about her breasts growing white. I’m sorry.
She made fun of the baby and said, “She doesn’t want to think that she can enter the house without milk; she is nothing without milk.” I’m sorry.
The sound just fell, and a scent floated and walked out of a man’s building.
The one who tried to molest himself!
This time, however, the men did not come, but instead laughed at them and walked out of the house.
Mother Zheng sent a man far away from his back and said, “That’s the stupid woman like Manme, who would believe in such a breakup.” I’m sorry.
It’s amazing that the man with the oily flour is the son-in-law of my lady!
She can’t help holding on to Miss Second Lady.
Who would have thought that the bigger scene was still behind.
Within a few days, Manmeh came back, standing at the front door of the house, crying out loudly, so that men would stop being the turtles and come out to honour their promises.
But the man didn’t take Manme, but he was taken away by a patrol.
A few days later, Mother JUNG came in mysteriously and whispered, saying, “Have you heard?” You know who? It’s Manmei! I’ve heard that two of them are so big, that the baby is in shape. I’m sorry.
“Did Manmeh jump himself?” he said. I’m sorry.
She’s trying to get the man to pick him up. Mother Zheng looked to the left and the left and the left, and said, “It is the Lord who fears the shame of his home for the outsiders to know, and to warn his son-in-law, and to find the members of the club, and to give Manmei .. I’m sorry.
The words are heard in the cold.
I can’t believe it’s such a cold-blooded thing in the Quan Palace.
But she doesn’t know much more about the Guo family.
IV. Secrets
After the Manme affair, Wu Ma and the Second Mistress were both afraid and warned that she would follow her words and conduct in the future, that he would not be close to the man in the house, and that she would not be able to breastfeed in front of him.
It’s not natural to do these things, but it’s weird for her to be aware of everyone in the house.
For example, even though the second wife goes to the old man’s room every day, the first wife is not jealous, is commensurate with the second wife’s sister and is not in good harmony.
Moreover, the second wife went to the master’s room every day during the day, came back before a meal, and rarely spent the night.
Also, since she is over one year old, the Second Mistress still does not breastfeed her, but she has learned that the Second Mistress is often clothed on her breast mat to absorb the spilling milk. The second wife tried to feed her daughter on several occasions, each time with a great resolve.
There’s too many strange things to think about. ‘Cause Mrs. Wu said she’d get her tits back if it was serious.
In a few days, all the mystery has been uncovered.
One morning, she used to play in the courtyard with Miss Yu, and she looked at her husband and stood in front of her.
He smiles like he always does, and he looks so much better when he’s here. Says to reach out and touch the smart face.
Ms. Ying is being held back immediately.
She had no idea that the man was so mad after what happened to Manme.
In a panic, a man pushes his child to the side, reaching out his hand to the master.
Miss Man, she’s not standing up and she’s crying on the ground. The man did not hold his hand, nor did he clean his mouth: “Hum, country bitch, shameless.” I’m sorry.
And it was at that point that the young lady appeared, and instead of scolding her husband, she gave her mouth to him and scolded her: “Do you want to seduce me, bitch?” You’re nothing! I’m sorry.
This mess, Miss Yu is crying even harder. “My lady, not me, I didn’t…”
The man slipped away at the opportunity, but the lady didn’t give up, but he had to fight.
The second wife came over when she heard the baby crying and saw her husband sneaking out of the garden and guessed. She protected the master, and she kept her mouth shut: “Why hit my nanny? Do you not know the nature of your own man?” Isn’t that enough? I’m sorry.
“Do you have anything to say?” Aren’t you one of my dad’s girls? If he eats both of your milk and you’re an aunt, you’re gonna scold me with your nose and your face!
The second wife was standing there, shaking, screaming and running back to the building with her face. She also quickly took Miss Er to her room and left behind the young lady who was still scolding her.
Returning to her room, the second wife was lying in bed crying and crying and curseing the Guo family and herself, why did she have to do such a humiliating thing and live the rest of her life to be bullied?
At this point, it’s very clever to understand what’s going on.
Turns out, after his 60th birthday, the Grand Master always lamented that he was too old for his son, and that many regrets could not be remedied.
When one of his rich business friends met, he was told a recipe for survival: a human milk drink every day.
This rich friend of mine has no problem showing off his black hair: “Do you know why, Guo, I’m of your age, but I’m young and just married to Aunt Fourth? That’s because I have a nanny, a human milk every day, and I like to take the magic medicine! I’m sorry.
He believed this friend and was going to find a nanny. But the rich friend also said, “The nanny can’t be a normal mother, but she has to be young and beautiful to have her first child. I’m sorry.
The old man never stopped and found a poor, young and beautiful woman, who appeared to be a second wife, who was in fact given birth to pregnant women and who took all kinds of soup as a “milk-feeding girl” for long-term milk.
That’s why she found out she had milk but didn’t feed her children. Once you feed the little ones, the old ones won’t be enough.
As for the second wife, she goes to the old man’s room every day… and she can’t think about it anymore.
That’s exactly what happened to the second wife.
That’s why she’s so nice to herself, just because she’s lost.
It’s more sour to get married to a woman on the bottom floor.
V. Circulation
Since the day the scars were removed, the second wife has not been able to lift her head in front of the servants, as if she were several years old. However, she was more sympathetic to her secret and treated her as her daughter.
Two years later, Miss Yu is over two years old, and she doesn’t need a nanny, but she’s not happy. She fears every day that she will be fired and lost her source of income, but this day comes.
As she was eating with Miss Er, she came to tell her that her contract was due and she could go home.
The tears fell out of the sudden sadness of wisdom.
Although she was only two years old, she was able to shed tears and held her two small hands.
While crying and holding Miss Yu, Kwok was forced to take back the crappy clothes he was wearing when he first arrived, with the money he paid to walk out of Kwok’s house.
She walked through the streets, through the halls, and saw lights all over, as if she were celebrating. Many well-dressed children, led by their parents, went to the square and to a place called the Children’s Center.
She was not aware that it was the first Chinese Children ‘ s Year to be finalized by CFS. Government agencies, schools and educational institutions everywhere have expressed their commitment to the well-being of children and to their well-being.
However, she was too keen to look at them, and she walked through a team of children and went back to the muddy sheds along the Yellow River.
Once upon a time, a woman breast-feeding on the street with her children.
In a stench of stench, the husband lay on his bed, smitten his body and thinned his bones, and thought he was dead if he did not look closely at the rise and fall under the bed.
Grandma’s cooking herbs and her eyes are about to be blinded by firewood. A skinny, dirty and stinking little girl with yellow muscles tied to her bed by rope and playing in a wet mud pit.
When I saw it, I cried, I rushed up and lifted the rope and held my daughter in my arms. But she wouldn’t dare, as if she would crush the child’s bones. Children who are already two years old, because of chronic malnutrition, appear to be only one year old.
My daughter still doesn’t recognize her, and she’s always hungry.
Untie her and let her have a taste of the hard-won milk.
The husband saw her come back, and she didn’t have a good look. Because she is the only person in the family who can make money, the family depends on her meagre income.
It is also clear to her that she has no time to enjoy the time of family reunification, and that she must take up the burden of survival.
The next day, Hye-fung sat in the hothead shop again.
Someone came to choose a nanny, and the first one came up, unbuttoned, and shouted, “Look at my milk, young lady! I grew up with milk! I’m sorry.
Then she cried, “Mrs. and Mrs., my milk is special, and you drink it, and your life is longer, with only five cents.” I’m sorry.
VI. Conclusion
The nursing mothers of the old society represented an unequal, brutal and inhuman way of raising children. They are the victims of the luxurious lives of the rich — the sacrifice not only of themselves but also of the health and lives of their children.
When the new China was founded, everyone was equal. The health and well-being of women and children is greatly ensured under the care of party and national leaders.
At the same time, the widespread availability of milk milk, milk and other substitutes has made it possible for working mothers who sell their “blood” as skilled as they do, to disappear forever in the dust of history.
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Mothers in China’s Ancient History and their Social Status
Study on spatial changes in shantytowns in Shanghai (1927-present)
History of Children in Daily Life in Shanghai (1927-1937)
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
