Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"My wife is like this, but every household is like this."

"No matter who you are, I will take care of you and be with you every day, every night, every moment."

Shi Yan didn't know what to say, so he held the baby and wanted to breastfeed it, but it was his first time and he was so shy that he turned his back.

Song Tingran didn't bother teasing him. He prepared all kinds of food by the bedside. The iron pot in the kitchen was filled with hot water and was covered with a lid to keep it warm.

"Does it hurt?"

"Some, although they haven't grown teeth yet, their little mouths are really powerful."

"Yeah, if you don't want to feed it yourself, you can give your baby goat's milk. It's just as nutritious."

"My wife, you are talking nonsense again. In that place you told me, don't the people there feed their babies by themselves? It's really strange."

Song Tingran smiled, carried the fed baby girl into the cradle, and covered her with a quilt.

After eating and drinking, she stopped crying and looked even cuter. Her little mouth was chirping as if she was still savoring the aftertaste.

Shi Yan was currently feeding the baby boy and seemed a little drowsy.

"My wife, are you asleep?"

It was Sang Cheng's voice. Song Tingran opened the door and saw him, with Wen Li holding a quilt next to him.

"It's almost time to go to bed, haven't you guys rested yet?"

Sang Cheng: "My wife, we don't want you to work too hard. Wen Li and I will also sleep here tonight. We can just make a bunk on the floor next to it so that we can take care of the children and elder brother more conveniently."

Wen Li: "Yeah, we've agreed to come here in turn."

"No, it's quite late. You two should go back quickly."

Sang Cheng and Wen Li hesitated. The elder husband of the family had given birth to a baby. They, the little ones, should take care of it. How could they let the wife work so hard for the baby?

Seeing that they didn't want to leave, Song Tingran relaxed a little.

"In this way, today is Shi Yan's first day. I will accompany him. If I get tired after that, I'll switch over to you, okay?"

"it is good."

Sang Cheng and Wen Li hugged the quilt and left.

Song Tingran sat on the edge of the bed and let Shi Yan lean against him. After feeding the baby, she put the boy back into the cradle, then extinguished the candles, and the two of them fell asleep.

I don't know what time it was, but it was still dark outside, and Song Tingran heard a humming sound.

She sat up and took a look. She had changed the diapers of both babies. It looked like it was time to breastfeed, but Shi Yan was sleeping so deeply that he must be exhausted. She couldn't bear to wake them up, so she decided to go to the livestock shed to milk the goats. .

After comforting the two treasures, her mood was still very stable and her voice was not loud. She took advantage of this time to take the candle and left the room.

First she went to the kitchen to get a basin, and then she braved herself and went to the fields. She was a little afraid of the dark, but at this time, she couldn't bear to wake anyone up.

Manfu heard the sound and barked twice first. Then when he saw it was Song Tingran, he stopped barking and stayed with her excitedly.

"Xiao Manfu, um...Da Manfu, thank you, I will give you extra food tomorrow."

"Wang-"

The goat milk was successfully squeezed, because I would definitely have to feed it later, so I squeezed more this time.

By now, Song Tingran was no longer sleepy, and was carefully lighting a fire in the kitchen and boiling milk.

"My wife, what are you doing?"

Sang Cheng stood at the door of the kitchen, wearing a coat and his hair loose.

"I'm cooking goat's milk, why didn't you sleep?"

Sang Cheng entered the kitchen, brought over a small stool, and sat side by side with Song Tingran.

"I had some insomnia, so I was walking in the yard. I happened to see a bright light here, so I came to take a look. But... why do you need to boil goat milk in the middle of the night?"

Song Tingran knew that Sang Cheng didn't understand, so he helped him pull up his clothes and explained.

He was surprised.

"Master Wife, you are so kind to my eldest brother."

Sang Cheng's tone was very envious, but he was not jealous. On the contrary, he was a little lucky that he could be in this family.

"Well, he has paid too much, and my kindness is nothing. Besides, I treat you the same way."

Sang Cheng smiled, he knew.

After cooking the goat milk, Song Tingran asked Sang Cheng to go back to rest, and also told him to sleep well.

Back in Shi Yan's room, he was still asleep. Song Tingran breathed a sigh of relief, poured the goat milk into a milk can (ancient wooden milk bottle), and fed him one by one.

After the two little guys were full and no longer moaning, Song Tingran returned to the bed and lay down.

She gradually fell asleep while thinking about the name in her mind.

In the second half of the night, I got up again to nurse, and the night ended.

That night, Shi Yan had a good rest.

"My wife, it's already dawn? I haven't gotten up all night?"

Shi Yan was frightened. If the newborn baby didn't eat all night, he would probably starve.

He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he went down to the ground and rushed to the cradle. The sound woke Song Tingran who had just slept for a while at dawn.

"Shi Yan, why don't you wear shoes?"

Song Tingran also hurriedly got off the ground and pulled him back to the bed. In order to reassure him that the two babies were really not hungry, she briefly and concisely told him what happened last night.

Shi Yan sat beside the bed blankly. Song Tingran helped him arrange his hair, then wiped the dust on his feet with a handkerchief and covered it with his hands.

"My feet are cold, so go up and lie down for a while."

Shi Yan hugged Song Tingran who was standing, holding her waist, very fragile.

"My wife, you don't have to pay so much for me. Just wake me up next time. No, I will wake up by myself."

"Are you suffering from postpartum depression?"

"what?"

Song Tingran smiled and opened half of the windows. The fresh air from outside came in and refreshed the room.

"Lie down and rest."

"My wife, I've been lying down for a long time, and I want to get up and take a walk in the yard, is that okay?"

Song Tingran thought for a moment, put on thicker clothes for him, and put wider clothes on his forehead. Then he felt relieved that it was a good thing to walk around properly.

The door opens.

Qiao Jinshu immediately walked over with his eyes wide open. He was afraid that Manfu would make a noise, so he closed it directly outside the small door.

Manfu felt aggrieved and could only bark softly.

"Brother, you can walk on the ground on the second day? This is amazing!"

"It's okay on the same day, but you just spoil me."

Qiao Jinshu was by his side with excitement in his eyes. He couldn't bear it anymore and went to the backyard and kitchen to tell the other brothers the good news.

The husbands all came, but Song Tingran had no place. Shi Yan was surrounded by stars like a moon.

Song Tingran seemed to have seen this scene somewhere, watching monkeys in the zoo?

Wen Li: "Brother, your belly is almost gone. It's amazing."

Shi Yan: "It's still there, but it's blocked by clothes, so I can't see it. At least it needs to be restored."

Wen Ci: "Brother, don't worry. You cook all your meals alone. I guarantee that within a few days, those abdominal muscles will come back again."

Shi Yan pretended to glare at Wen Ci, and he was secretly happy because his face was still swollen and his eyes narrowed when he smiled.

breakfast.