Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mother Chen poured out half a bowl of the boiled milk, and the fragrance of the milk wafted through the whole kitchen, even the people in the yard could smell it.

Man Bao and the others followed Mother Chen's ass into the main room in a series, watching her breastfeed the baby.

The milk still had some taste, which was obviously different from the rice soup he drank before, so the child habitually vomited out.

She couldn't feed it several times in a row. Mother Chen couldn't help but feel anxious. This milk is not good, how can it be wasted so much?

Mother Chen couldn't help but press his lips and forcefully poured the milk in without taking out the spoon.

Sitting aside, Qian was startled, and quickly pulled her hand away. The child was already coughing, his face was red at first, and then a little blue. He moved his hands and feet with difficulty, and then his movements became slower and slower.

Man Bao wasn't happy anymore, he pushed Chen's mother and picked up the child, turned around and handed it to her mother, "Mother, you hold it."

Qian Shi quickly took the child, wiped off what he spit out, and gave him a gentle breath. Seeing that his movements had slowed down, he just let out a low whimper and took the spoon in Mother Chen's hand. Feed him carefully.

She said softly to the concerned Chen Shi who got up and looked at it: "Children also have temperaments. They are just like adults. When they are uncomfortable, they are naturally uncomfortable. We are adults. He is a child, nothing is good, but he is in a bad mood for sure."

Qian Shi said: "You also heard from the doctor, this child is holding back too much, his body is a little bad, plus he is hungry, his temper must be bigger than the average child, at this time you have to follow him, otherwise What are you doing with a newborn child? In the end, it's not yourself who suffers?"

"Yes." Chen Shi replied, glanced at her mother, and said, "Auntie give him to me, I'll feed it."

"No," Qian said with a smile, "you're not moving right now, and I don't have anything to do here, so what's wrong with feeding you?"

Qian put a towel on his chest and carefully fed him milk, and he vomited if he vomited.

Babies spit up when breastfeeding, let alone goat milk.

In Qian's opinion, the Bai family sent a whole sheep, are they afraid that the child's milk will not be enough?

She patiently followed the child to play the game of you feeding me vomit. Compared with adults, most children can't compare.

Sure enough, he didn't know whether it was because he was tired and didn't want to vomit any more, or he was too hungry to bear it. He took a bite, and then he didn't vomit anymore.

At this time, the half-bowl of milk also bottomed out.

Mother Chen looked at the half-wet towel with a heartache, but when Qian looked over, she still went to the kitchen and poured another half bowl.

Qian Shi finished feeding him.

The child was still smacking his mouth, but Qian Shi didn't feed him any more, "Such a young child doesn't have much appetite, but he needs to be fed frequently, and he will be fed again after an hour."

Zhou Hu came in from outside and asked with concern, "Did he drink it?"

Qian Shi carefully wiped off the milk stains on his body and said with a smile, "Drink it down."

Zhou Hu breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the younger son, then at his wife, and said, "This child will be called Sanshou in the future, and he will be in the lower row with his brothers."

This is the name they thought of for their child. It was thought of when Daifuku was born. It can be used whether it is a son or a daughter.

But since the child was born, he has not decided on a name because he, like the doctor, thinks that the possibility of the child surviving is very low.

If you don't survive, of course there's no need for a name.

But now that the child is drinking milk, the hope of survival is even greater.

Qian has raised many children and is very good at taking care of children. Even though Chen is already a mother of two children, he is far inferior to Qian in this respect.

So the husband and wife listened to her advice very seriously. When she was about to leave, Zhou Hu filled her a large pot of sweet wine and asked her to take it back to eat.

He grinned, "Auntie, this sweet wine nourishes the blood and warms the body. Take it back and give it to Brother Dalang to taste."

Zhou Dalang had internal bleeding during a fight some time ago, and he has been recovering at home.

Qian did not refuse and accepted it.

Man Bao volunteered to carry it.

Of course, she couldn't carry it alone, so Bai Shanbao helped her.

Qian Shi was not really helpless, so he picked up the basin directly from the two of them, glanced at them and said, "Go home quickly."

Zhou Hu also wanted to send some sweet wine to the Bai family, but he felt that this thing was too cheap, and it was not easy to send it for a while.

Qian's family was not sensitive to other people's affairs, so he led the two children back to Lao Zhou's house without realizing it.

She couldn't help complimenting her two children. Of course, she focused on Bai Shanbao. She immediately touched his little head and smiled, "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level Buddha. If you get lucky, there will always be blessings in the future.”

Bai Shanbao looked at Qian Shi with bright eyes.

The liveliness of Zhou Hu's house lasted for a day. Relatives and friends came to see Chen's family and the children today. They gave rice, noodles and eggs. After the etiquette was completed, they all dispersed. Work to do.

Mother Chen stayed to take care of Chen's family. There was no way. Zhou Hu's parents passed away two years earlier, and there was no one to take care of Chen's family at home.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao felt that they had a relationship with Sanshou, so they often went to their house to see him after school. Chen was still lying on the bed and couldn't move, but Sanshou grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, his complexion became less pale. It is said that he eats a small bowl eight times a day; then the redness and wrinkles on his face disappeared a little, and his facial features became clearer; Densely, once he urinated, he burst into tears, and although it didn't frighten Man Bao, his voice was a lot louder.

Because of this, although Chen shi was still lying down and couldn't get out of bed, the smile on his face also increased.

Man Bao was attracted by this little doll and left Poria behind. It was still one day when Thursday Lang came back limping with a basket of wild mushrooms, only then did she know that the family had never been able to find it again. Poria, but the wild mushroom business is doing well.

Clearly, though, the business is taking a hit now, too.

Chu Chulang was very angry and put down the basket and said, "Although the mountains have been divided, unless there is good wood or something that you have grown by yourself, you have never heard of the wild game in this mountain that belongs to one family. The two of them are better. Just chase us with a hoe, fortunately we ran fast, otherwise they would snatch all the things in the bag."

Wu Wulang was also very angry, "The fourth brother fell behind with something on his back and fell. Fortunately, he didn't break his bones, otherwise they would look good."