Scholars in the courtyard

Chapter 580 Three Days
After get off work in the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao was the first to rush out of the gate as usual, and went straight home.

Before entering the door, I heard the cry of a child coming from the room, and then I heard Ran Qiuye's laughter.

Yang Xiaotao went in and saw Xiao Duan Wu eating again, he couldn't help laughing, "Eat it when you leave, and eat it when you come back, you're a foodie!"

Ran Qiuye snorted, she felt much better now.

Perhaps because of Xiaowei, Ran Qiuye's physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary mothers, at least there is no pain in the lower part.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the little guy for a while, and then prepared to show off.

Ran Qiuye's milk was sufficient, making it useless for Yang Xiaotao to prepare the pig's trotters, but he had to eat it.

As a result, two pig front legs and hooves were stewed in the pressure cooker.

When the stew was finished and the pot was opened, the smell of meat came from the yard again, and the gluttonous stick was drooling on the window.

Jia Zhang couldn't swear anymore, the chicken stewed during the day, and the white chicken made me greedy just looking at it.

Now the pig's trotters are boiled again, this is simply starving them to death.

"Damn it, I don't know how to restrain myself!"

"I didn't even eat the chicken, and it's another pig's trotter, choking to death, you heartless!"

Jia Zhang scolded, Qin Huairu ate pancakes silently.

Ever since Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai were reformed through labor, their family has been cut off.

With my own little supply of food, I can barely survive starvation.

As for the food in the factory, the security department strictly controlled it, and she couldn't get it out.

Ugh…

Sighing in my heart, "Why is he a son?"

On the other side, the aunt felt lost in her heart, and felt bitter every time she heard the cry of the child.

What their family lacks is children.

When Yi Zhonghai was at home, there was someone to talk to.

Now that Yi Zhonghai is gone, whether there are any children in the family, the whole house is cold, and there is no one to talk to.

Ugh.
backyard.

Liu Haizhong discussed with the second aunt whether he should take advantage of this time to have a relationship with Yang Xiaotao.

He is now unofficial and light, and the light ones have lost several catties.

Without the identity of the second uncle, I always feel uncomfortable.

In this courtyard, the most capable person is Yang Xiaotao, as long as he nods, he might be able to be the second uncle.

As for Yan Fugui, it's a villain who succeeds in his ambitions, and shrewd calculations are okay, but he is still in a hurry in this major matter.

If you don't reach out to hit the smiling person, you won't get slapped in the face if you go up.

next door next door.

Xu Damao felt uncomfortable all over, his nose seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't smell the smell of his body, nor could he smell the fragrance of the yard.

But Yang Xiaotao knew about having a son.

Naturally I was unhappy.

Back then, he married earlier than Yang Xiaotao, but this son was nowhere to be seen, and Yang Xiaotao caught up with him.

Now, he was annoyed when he heard the baby cry.

Who made him not.

If you want to find a wife, you still need to find someone who can give birth.

Yangjiazhuang.

Grandpa Yang found out the new clothes that Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye had brought back during the Chinese New Year, and handed them over to Yang Dazhuang, asking his family to help them wash them.

Yang Xiaotao has a son, which is a great joy.

Although Yang Xiaotao is not directly related to him, the relationship between the two of them, in the Yang Family Village, is that of the father and mother.

Now that there is a grandson, it is natural to go and have a look.

Yang Dazhuang was also happy, "Grandfather, Uncle Ninth and the others have said that they want to go together, look..."

"Go, all of you. This time is a big event. If you want to go, go together."

Earlier, on the third day after a child was born, it was called "Xisan", which means to wash away dirt, eliminate disasters and avoid difficulties, and at the same time pray for good luck and good luck.

After liberation, the old feudalism naturally had to make some changes.

In the countryside, they called "washing three" three days.

It means that the child is on the third day and it is time to drink.

Grandpa Yang was happy, although he invited his family's elders to dinner on the third day after the birth of the child, but they were all direct.

Collaterals only drink if they have a good relationship.

But Mr. Yang doesn't care about this, at his age, he just does what he wants.

"Okay, I'll go get ready. Anyway, there's nothing to do now. I'll let Shitou Huizi drive the car, and we'll go together the day after tomorrow."

Yang Dazhuang said happily.

"it is good!"

There was laughter again in the room.

"By the way, have you figured out the name Grandpa?"

Yang Dazhuang asked suddenly, Yang Xiaotao's first son was going to be named by his elders.

When there are a few more, Yang Xiaotao will name them himself.

"Think about it."

"Xiaotao's branch is the same as our Yangjiazhuang's, so it will be passed down according to seniority."

"The text should be like Ziqi, and it will be celebrated forever!"

"It was passed down by the ancestors of this generation, let's follow this."

"Which generation is that?"

"Xiao Tao is from the Yongzi generation, and this child is from the Zengzi generation."

As Mr. Yang said, Yang Dazhuang touched his forehead, "Grandpa, so Xiaotao should be Yang Yongtao? I am Yang Chuanzhuang?"

Mr. Yang Dazhuang felt that there was a big one in the name, and the small one was not serious, especially since his status as the village chief was improved, so he wanted to come up with a more serious name.

Mr. Yang saw his thoughts and said angrily.

"What's wrong, you still want to change your name."

"No, I, don't I have a generation!"

"Seniority is generational, and name is name. Being a person is incompetent, and you can't even learn a few things. To be a senior is to embarrass your ancestors."

Yang Dazhuang immediately bowed his head and dared not speak.

But I was thinking in my heart that when my grandson comes out, there must be a generation in his name.

"Grandpa, what's your name?"

Grandpa Yang waved his face, "I'll discuss this with Xiao Jiu again."

Yang Dazhuang twitched his lips, "Grandpa, this Zengzi generation is so easy to get. What enhancement, glory, blessing..."

"Look, what a good meaning."

"When I have a grandson, I'll pick one from here."

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"If you have a grandson, you have to name me the old man."

Yang Dazhuang was taken aback, and finally muttered, "Then give it to the second child."

This time, Mr. Yang didn't refute after hearing this, and wondered if he should prepare all the names for the younger generation.

Just thinking that there are so many juniors in the village, this is a big job.

Time passed by in a flash, and one day later in the early morning, two cars came out of Yangjiazhuang and drove to Sijiu City in a leisurely manner.

Yang Xiaotao got up early in the morning to work, and today he asked Yang Youning for a day off to stay at home and work.

In the room, Ran Qiuye was feeding Xiao Duanwu on the bed.

This kid recognizes people, and others can't hold him, so he will cry when he is sure.

But other than that, it's pretty good.

Especially in the evening when you are full and put it in the crib, you can sleep until dawn.

When I woke up, it was very cooperative to open my legs to pee and shit.

Even Ran's mother is boasting that this child is smart.

Of course, it is normal for children to cry when they are hungry.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, watching his son breastfeeding seriously, the small mouth, the different colors
"What are you looking at, mom is here."

Ran Qiuye covered his son's head with his hand, covering Yang Xiaotao's sight, and said shyly.

"What can I look at, of course I look at my son."

Yang Xiaotao spoke in a serious manner, tilting his head and continuing to look through the gap.

Ran Qiuye quickly blocked it with his hands, but at this moment, Xiao Duanwu, who was breastfeeding, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Open your eyes!"

Yang Xiaotao quickly took Ran Qiuye's hand away, and shouted with a smile.

Ran Qiuye also raised his head, looking at those big eyes, full of kindness.

"Double eyelids, the eyes are up to you."

Yang Xiaotao looked at it for a while, the little guy stared at the white world in front of him while sucking the milk.

"Open your eyes?"

Ran's mother also ran over after hearing the news, looked at it and smiled as well.

Several people watched Xiaoduanwu for a while, and then went about their own work.

Ran Qiuye put the full Xiaoduanwu on the small bed, and Yang Xiaotao purposely carried a little red lantern on a pole above his head, which was shaking at this time. Xiaoduanwu's head was moving with the rotation of the lantern, and he fell asleep tired after a while.

Ran Qiuye covered his son and moved his body.

In the past few days, she felt that her body recovered quickly, and she didn't have the feeling of being unable to move in bed as her mother said.

Not only can I move around, but the stretch marks on my stomach have also begun to shrink. When I pinch my shriveled belly, it is more elastic than the previous two days.

All this shows that my body is recovering rapidly.

"Maybe, it's good to eat."

Ran Qiuye thought of what Yang Xiaotao had bought in the past two days, and almost filled up the kitchen.

There are more than 100 of the two big boxes of eggs, my mother said, but I can't finish them even if I eat hard.

There are also chickens I bought. In addition to the three I bought last time, I went to buy four more yesterday. Now they are circled in the yard, and people passing by are envious of them.

Also, the fish that Yang Xiaotao went fishing after get off work yesterday surprised his mother.

That bucket of fish is at least one foot long.

And the most exaggerated one is the one hanging on the handlebar, which looks as long as an arm from a distance, and I don't know how it was caught.

I heard that when I came back, I was so envious of Teacher Yan in the front yard that I almost went to worship him.

And so many good things are all prepared for her.

Therefore, she is the happiest woman in this courtyard.

At noon, two donkey carts were parked outside the courtyard. Yang Xiaotao quickly put down the spatula when he got the news, and came to the courtyard with Ran's mother to greet them.

"Grandpa. Ninth Uncle, Old Uncle"

"Xiao Tao, Brother Tao, Uncle Tao~~"

The two groups met, and Yang Xiaotao introduced Ran's mother to Mr. Yang.

"My mother, thank you."

"This time Qiuye has brought glory to our Yang family, thank you."

As Grandpa Yang said, Mother Ran hurried forward to welcome Grandpa Yang into the house.

A group of people walked into the house, some with cloth pockets in their hands, with just a few eggs in them, some with a bag of millet, and some with a long bunch of dried mushrooms.

There are not many things, and there are even some shudders, but no one dares to say anything bad.

The people in the compound were watching from the sidelines.

The people who came were all from Yangjiazhuang, that is, from Yang Xiaotao's own family. These people from the same family were able to stand up and support him at critical times.

Of course, there was still Ran Qiuye's family, so the two of them were together, so it seemed official.

It's just that there is only Ran's mother in Ran's family in these four or nine cities, and there is no one else.

When everyone came to the yard, Ran's mother went into the house and took Xiao Duanwu to the outside.

"Xiao Duan Wu? That's a good name. Good."

Grandpa Yang looked at Xiao Duanwu who was looking at things with wide eyes, and the wrinkles on his face were all wrinkled together with a smile.

"Come on, give me a hug from grandpa."

Mr. Yang took Xiaoduanwu carefully, but he didn't know that Xiaoduanwu didn't give him any face, so he burst into tears immediately, his mouth was toothless, very pink and tender.

"Yoyo, don't cry, don't cry."

Mr. Yang coaxed him, but he cried even louder.

Yang Dazhuang also wanted to come up and hug him. His kid had hugged him when he was a child, but the freshness was long gone.

The big men didn't care about Xiao Duanwu's feelings, and after hugging each of them, they handed the child to the child's grandma, and then sent it to the house.

Not to mention, I stopped crying as soon as I saw my mother.

(End of this chapter)