The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Madam Wan was so pleased to see her granddaughter. She rolled her eyes at Boss Qian at the bedside and said, "Alright, Boss Qian, stop crying. Your daughter doesn't cry, so why are you crying?"

Yuhua, who was making the bed, said, "Yes, stop crying. My aunt is already so weak and you are still crying in her ears. Let her rest."

Wan Baiqian tilted his head slightly, smiled and said, "I'm not tired, bring the child over to me and let me see him."

Yuhua said, "You are so stubborn. You forgot the pain you just suffered. You still say you are not tired. I am almost dead tired." After saying that, Yuhua did not forget to pat her waist. The few hours she spent in the delivery room were no easier than the midwife.

Boss Qian wiped away his tears and quickly stood up and bowed to Yuhua, "Thanks to Yuhua's help this time, Qian is very grateful."

Yuhua said carefreely, "Stop being polite. Hurry up and feed the aunt some sugar water. Then see if she has milk. If not, call the wet nurse. In less than a cup of tea, the child will need milk."

Boss Qian was dumbfounded, "We don't have a wet nurse ready."

"Are you a wealthy family? Even the smaller families know to find a wet nurse in advance. What have you been thinking about for so many months? If my aunt doesn't have milk later, your daughter will be hungry or have to drink cold water."

Boss Qian said in frustration: "Oh, I have no experience. Every day I was thinking about how to protect the fetus, and I never thought about the baby needing milk after it was born."

"You've never eaten pork, but you've never seen a pig walk. How is it possible that you don't know anything? I really admire you people. You are usually so smart, but you are useless at the critical moment."

Boss Qian quickly said to a servant, "Pass my words on. Send someone out to find a wet nurse. She must be young, clean, healthy and have plenty of milk."

Shang Xi, who was teasing the child, said, "Don't be too pessimistic. My sister's body must be full of milk. Look at me, even though I'm so small, I still had plenty of milk. So don't be so nervous. As long as the adults and children are fine, why worry about not having milk to drink?"

Yuhua said: "That's not necessarily true. Nothing is absolute. There are people who are tall and strong but don't have milk."

After about an incense stick of time, the newborn baby started crying. Boss Qian asked, "What's wrong with the baby? Why is he crying?"

Mrs. Wan's mental state recovered when Wan Baiqian and her granddaughter were safe and sound. "Why are you panicking? I'm hungry."

Boss Qian asked the servant: "Have you found the wet nurse?"

The servant shook his head: "Master, the people we sent out haven't come back yet."

Madam Wan said, "It can't be that fast. Let's wake up Bai Qian."

Wan Baiqian was exhausted and was sleeping soundly. She didn't even hear the child crying. Although she didn't have the heart to do so, she still woke him up.

The child was crying loudly while feeding, and Wan Baiqian asked helplessly: "What's going on?"

Yuhua went over and took the child away: "I told you, nothing is absolute. If you don't have milk, she will cry non-stop."

"What should we do?" Wan Baiqian and Boss Qian asked at the same time.

Shang Xi said, "Feed her some sugar water first. She won't be too hungry if she drinks milk later. But if you don't give her something to drink, she will definitely cry non-stop."

At this time, Furong, who was helping to organize the child's clothes, said, "If you don't mind, I'll feed the child. I still have some milk."

At this time, everyone looked at Furong. Furong was a little embarrassed. After all, the label of poor family background weighed heavily on her, like a mountain, and she could never get rid of it in this life. In front of those who knew her life experience, she always felt that she was inferior to them, so she was cautious in what she said and did, and she did not stand out.

Furong was also afraid that Boss Qian and his family would despise her. Since Cangman worked for Boss Qian, she cared a lot about what these people thought of her. If Cangman hadn't asked her to look after Wan Baiqian when he left, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to come here. She felt that she was of humble origin and was not suitable to hang out with these people of wealthy backgrounds. She was easily despised. She was a person with sense of propriety and self-awareness.

Wan Baiqian said gratefully: "No, why are you complaining? You are helping us a lot."

Boss Qian also said, "Furong, there's no time to lose. Feed my daughter now. Look at her little face, it's all red from crying."

Furong looked at the crying child and hesitated to move. Boss Qian asked, "Furong, is there anything else you should avoid?"

Yuhua, who was holding the child, said carelessly: "How can a dignified Boss Qian be so stupid? What taboos can there be? You are the biggest taboo here. Can Furong undress in front of a grown man like you?"

Boss Qian bowed quickly and said, "Excuse me, excuse me." Then he hurried out.

Shang Xi came over and asked, "Furong, isn't your son one year old? Didn't you say a few days ago that you wanted to wean your son off milk? How come you still have milk?"

Furong said, "My son keeps crying and hasn't stopped crying yet. I just happen to have some milk now, which should be enough for my sister and Mr. Qian's child."

Wan Baiqian asked worriedly, "Furong, my baby is fed with breast milk, so what does your baby Zhuozhuo drink?"

Furong said, "It's time for Cangzhuo to eat. I won't give him milk today. Let him cry. He will stop crying after a few days. If I had hardened my heart earlier, he would have eaten earlier."

Furong has never treated her and Cangman's child badly. The boy has become plump and big because of her feeding him, which shows that Furong's milk is extremely good.

Wan Baiqian said: "I really wronged your Cangzhuo."

Furong said, "What's the big deal? You don't have to drink this milk." She uncovered her clothes and skillfully fed Wan Baiqian's daughter. Wan Baiqian's daughter stopped crying when she tasted the milk and looked like she was enjoying it very much.

Seeing this, Wan Baiqian's face was full of love, "Furong, if it's convenient, you can live in my house for a few days. It will be convenient for you to breastfeed the baby here, and I will have peace of mind."

Furong nodded: "That's what I planned. This child needs to be fed once an hour. Before you find a wet nurse, I will help you feed the child here and also take care of you during the confinement period."

Wan Baiqian was extremely grateful for this. "It's hard enough for you to help me breastfeed my baby. How can I let you help me take care of the baby during the confinement period? If Cangman comes back, he will definitely blame me for ordering you around."

Furong smiled and said, "How could that be? Only if I don't come to Cangman will I be blamed. I have nothing to do anyway, and I know how to take care of children. I should be able to get a little more than you little maids who have never taken care of children."