Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

As Ma Hongwei and Xia Weiwei stepped into the ripples of time and space, they instantly disappeared.

When they reappeared, they had already returned to the warehouse.

"It's still so hot and humid here!"

As Ma Hongwei spoke, he began to take off his clothes.

Xia Weiwei, standing to the side, did the same.

The two have been completely honest with each other many times.

Xia Weiwei is no longer as shy as she used to be.

"Glug!"

Despite the sweltering heat, Ma Hongwei couldn't resist pulling the other person into his arms.

However, at that moment, Xia Weiwei pushed her away, saying, "No... I got my period!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but lower her head in embarrassment.

"that?"

Ma Hongwei was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized and said, "Is it my period?"

"What period?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Weiwei looked puzzled.

She had never heard of this word before.

Ma Hongwei explained, "Having your period means you have your period, your menstrual cycle, or your menstrual period."

"OK!"

Xia Weiwei nodded.

In their time, the more euphemistic terms were menstruation, spotting, monthly bleeding, and menstrual flow.

As for using "Aunt Flo" as a substitute, this was the first time she had ever heard of it.

"Do you have a pad underneath?"

Ma Hongwei asked, "Should I go buy some sanitary napkins now?"

"I have a homemade menstrual belt."

Xia Weiwei blushed and said shyly.

In the Eighth Route Army's base areas, female soldiers and cadres basically relied on homemade menstrual belts; there were no sanitary napkins or tampons available.

The materials used were old military uniforms, tattered vests, and scraps of cotton cloth donated by the people. These were sewn into long, double-layered cloth bags with ropes sewn to both ends so that they could be tied around the waist for secure fastening.

Generally speaking, the most common absorbent filler is wood ash.

Because cooking requires burning firewood, this is the most common method and is also free.

After burning the wood ash, filter out the coarse residue and put the rest into a cloth bag.

After each use, simply discard the wood ash, wash the cloth bag clean, dry it with fire, and then refill it with clean wood ash before using it again.

Slightly better ones are stuffed with old and shredded cotton, but they still need to be mixed with a small amount of wood ash.

In the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region, there were paper mills that produced coarse straw paper and horse manure paper, which was absolutely unavailable in the front-line base areas.

When supplies are extremely scarce, they will use hay and the fibers inside tree bark as temporary emergency supplies.

However, these are all too rough and will abrade the skin. Moreover, when wet, they will breed bacteria, which can easily lead to gynecological diseases.

In this era, disposable sanitary napkins are simply not available.

Even sanitary napkins were only available to high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants in the city.

Because they are all imported goods, the prices are very high.

Xia Weiwei used to have some, but she's used them all up.

After meeting Ma Hongwei, I was able to use toilet paper.

She also took some toilet paper for the female doctors and nurses at the division hospital.

Ma Hongwei glanced at the gray cloth strip tied around the other man's waist and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it was my oversight, I didn't think of that."

He said to Xia Weiwei, "Let's go to the supermarket now and buy you some good sanitary napkins."

"oops!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Weiwei felt extremely ashamed and said, "You're a grown man, why do you always talk about this? Aren't you ashamed?!"

"Hmph!"

Ma Hongwei asked, puzzled, "What's there to be ashamed of? Isn't this a normal physiological phenomenon?"

"Let me tell you, where we live, it's perfectly normal for boyfriends and husbands to buy sanitary napkins for their girlfriends and wives, even if it's the man who buys them."

"If this had happened a few years ago, people would have given us strange looks, but now, it's become commonplace."

"Furthermore, whether or not a woman will buy sanitary napkins, or even if she knows how to buy them, can become a test she uses to judge a man!"

Xia Weiwei asked with some doubt, "Can this really be considered a test?"

"Of course!"

Ma Hongwei said, "Many women, in order to test their boyfriends, will wait at home while their boyfriends go out to buy it alone."

"If you're unwilling to buy them, then you don't love them. Buying them for them is the proper attitude."

"Some people even use it specifically to see if a man knows how to buy sanitary napkins. If he does, it means he's definitely bought them for other women before. If he doesn't, it means she's his first girlfriend."

"No way, a sanitary napkin can have so many challenges?"

Xia Weiwei was dumbfounded.

In her view, such embarrassing things were not a man's business.

In the past, if she had seen any man discussing this, she would have definitely thought he was a scoundrel.

"Honey!"

Xia Weiwei looked at Ma Hongwei with a half-smile and asked, "You've been saying you were going to buy something. Looks like you're quite the shopaholic! How many girlfriends have you had before?"

"Forehead!"

Ma Hongwei's lips twitched slightly.

He didn't expect the other party to ask him about it.

Wouldn't you call this shooting yourself in the foot?

Ma Hongwei replied, "Would you believe me if I said you were my first love?"

"I don't believe it!"

Xia Weiwei shook her head and said, "You bad guy, you know so much, you must have more than just me as a woman!"

At this point, her tone suddenly turned sour.

"To be honest, I have been on blind dates before, and I've pursued other women!"

Ma Hongwei said, "But people look down on me because they think I'm poor."

"The one I pursued the longest, for more than half a year. I would send her red envelopes of 1314 yuan or 520 yuan during holidays, and I would often ask her to go to the movies and have nice meals. I even bought her gold jewelry."

"In the end, she wouldn't even hold my hand. After I stopped spending money on her, she would at first ask me about the situation, but after I stopped spending money on her several times, she just blocked me."

"It's true what they say: once the money stops, progress is wiped out!"

"To be honest, in those women's eyes, those of us in the city who don't own a house, a luxury car, or have any money are only fit to be their lapdogs, backup options, and ATMs!"

Hearing this, Xia Weiwei immediately felt a pang of heartache and said, "You're such a good man, how could they treat you like this? It's simply too much!"

In Xia Weiwei's opinion, Ma Hongwei is a proper college student (junior college), his family owns a shop, he can write, his income is not low, and he knows a lot of knowledge. He shouldn't be a bad person, right?

How could so many women not be interested in a man like that?

She didn't think it was her man's problem, nor did she think it was her own judgment.

Even if my judgment is flawed, does that mean the judgments of those leaders are also wrong?

"There's no way around it. In modern society, people laugh at poverty but not prostitution. A large portion of women dream of going from nobody to stardom and marrying a rich and handsome man!"

Ma Hongwei shrugged, his gaze intense as he stared at Xia Weiwei, saying, "A girl as beautiful as you, with a good personality and upright character, is absolutely one in a million... no, one in a hundred thousand, one in a million!"