Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu returned to the ward with the child. Yang Muzi took a look and saw that the child was dark and thin.

Chen Xueru asked curiously: "Huairu, how much does the baby weigh?" Qin Huairu: "Five pounds."

Yang Muzi: "My daughter weighs 6 kilograms and my son weighs 7 kilograms." All the Jia family members looked unhappy.

Jia Dongxu glared at Qin Huairu, very dissatisfied.

Other people's babies weighed 13 pounds and were born in a short time. But you gave birth to a dark and thin baby, not as heavy as other people's daughters, and it took you more than a day to deliver it.

Jia Zhang gritted her teeth and said, "Huai Ru, why are you so disappointing? Other people's two children are more important than our child."

Jia Zhang was narrow-minded, so of course she would compare her grandson with Yang Muzi's child.

As a result, other people's children are white and plump, while my grandson is dark and thin. Naturally, I can't help but blame Qin Huairu. "Mom, I..."

Qin Huairu looked unhappy. She had tried her best to give birth to a child for the Jia family, but all she got in return was complaints.

Bai Yulan smiled and said, "It's not Huairu's fault. If a woman has good nutrition during pregnancy, the baby she gives birth to will naturally be fat. Take our Xueru for example. She eats pigeon soup once a week. Otherwise, how could her baby be so healthy?"

"you..."

Jia Zhang was furious.

But she was speechless. Her family was poor and the most they could give Qin Huairu was white flour buns, and they rarely ate eggs.

I have never had pigeon soup.

Bai Yulan's words were obviously a mockery of her for not feeding Qin Huairu well, which was why the child was so dark and thin.

"Really? I've never had pigeon soup..."

Qin Huairu felt so aggrieved that she was about to cry.

"Shut up!" Jia Zhang scolded.

After a long while, Qin Huairu finally came to her senses: "Xueru, have you named the child?"

Chen Xueru: "We've already decided on a name. The boy will be named Yang Ping'an and the girl will be Yang Pingxin. What will your child be named?"

The names of these two children were given by Yang Muzi, Ping'an and Pingxin, which mean peace and tranquility.

"Bang teng, Jia Bang teng."

Yang Muzi ran over with his son in his arms: "Son, come and have a look, this is your awesome little brother."

Nima!!!

This critical hit caused Jia Dongxu's blood pressure to soar sharply.

Just a few hours later, his son became his younger brother.

What he didn't know was that in the future, this younger brother would be completely subdued by Yang Ping'an.

When Banggeng was born, Chen Xueru had just finished taking an anti-inflammatory injection. Seeing that she was in good health, the doctor arranged for her to be discharged from the hospital directly.

Qin Huairu didn't even want to take the anti-inflammatory injection and went straight home.

When the three children returned home, the people in the courtyard were excited. "Oh, Xueru gave birth too, so fast."

"Look, Xueru's son is so cute, white and chubby, much fatter than Qin Huairu's son."

"-One son and one daughter, Muzi is blessed."

"Sister Bai, we have a child, thanks to you for taking care of him. Xueru can take care of him by herself."

"That's natural..."

"Come, come, have some candy, have some candy!" "Auntie One gives it to you." "Auntie Two, Auntie Three, you have many children, so give me more."

Yang Muzi's home was very lively, and all the women in the yard came to send their blessings.

Yang Muzi was not stingy either, handing out handfuls of wedding candy. On the other side, the Jia family seemed much quieter.

They didn't even give out wedding candies, so no one wanted to go to their house.

"Ding Dong~~~ Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a box of super milk powder, which comes with two bottles."

"Tip: Super milk powder will become a daily supply in the future. The host can shake it whenever he wants."

Super milk powder. Good, good, good.

Yang Muzi was overjoyed. The system's super milk powder solved his biggest problem at the moment.

They have a child, so Chen Xueru's milk is definitely not enough. There was no milk powder or malted milk in those days. If there is not enough milk, the child will starve. Let's take a look first.

Yang Muzi opened the milk powder box and found six cans of milk powder inside, all in black metal barrels without any words or logos.

at night.

“Wow~~Wow~~~Wow~~~”

The two children cried bitterly.

Chen Xueru felt distressed when she heard this: "Brother Mu, the baby must be hungry. What should I do if I don't have enough milk? Wuuwuwu..."

As she spoke, Chen Xueru burst into tears. Mother and child are connected by heart, and as a mother, she certainly couldn't bear to see her children go hungry.

"It's okay. I'm ready and waiting."

Yang Muzi pushed the door open and walked out, then carried a box of milk powder back to the house. "What is this?" Chen Xueru asked curiously. Yang Muzi smiled and said, "Is this milk powder?" Chen Xueru wondered, "What is milk powder?"

Yang Muzi said: "Milk powder is specially for breastfeeding babies and can completely replace breast milk."

“So amazing!”

Chen Xueru was shocked. She had never heard of such a thing. "Brother Mu, where did this come from?"

While Yang Muzi was preparing milk powder for the child, he said, "This thing is not available in China. I asked someone to bring it from the Soviet Union."

"Really? Can you still contact the people in the Su Kingdom?"

Chen Xueru was surprised. She never imagined that a man could get things from abroad.

"Let's not talk about this for now. I'll teach you how to make milk powder."

“The water temperature is very important, it cannot exceed 60 degrees, around 40 degrees in summer and over 50 degrees in winter.

This is called a milk bottle. It has marks on it, one mark for one spoonful of milk powder.

besides……"

Making milk powder is very simple. Even though it was her first time, Chen Xueru learned it quickly.

The milk powder was ready soon.

The two little ones stopped crying after eating the milk powder. They fell asleep after drinking. Only then did Chen Xueru breathe a sigh of relief.

A month passed in a blink of an eye. On a Sunday, the courtyard was bustling with activity. Yang Muzi was holding a one-month celebration banquet for his two children.

This was a small wedding, so there was no grand celebration. Only people in the yard were invited, and no one from outside was invited.

As for the Jia family, they simply did not hold the full-month banquet. Firstly, they had no money, and secondly, they could not invite anyone.

What's more, after the lesson last time, they didn't dare to mention holding a full moon banquet again.

"Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, I offer you a toast." "Wow! Sha Zhu has learned to drink." "Your father didn't spank you." "Hahaha..."

"I'm an adult, what's wrong with drinking?" "Come on, come on."

"Drink, drink, drink..." The neighbors ate and drank heartily.

This full moon banquet was not as good as the last one, but Yang Muzi had not a penny left from the money collected as he spent it all on the wedding banquet.

No one gossiped.

"Muzi, where's your baby? He's one month old and can see the light of day. Bring him out for us all to see."

"Yes, bring it out and let me see."

"That's right. It's already been a month. I wonder if he has gained weight." When the child had almost finished eating, the neighbors started clamoring to see him.

Yang Muzi smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone. My wife is breastfeeding the baby. We can take the baby out after he finishes eating."

At this time, Jia Zhang came out holding the cradle Banggeng. Banggeng was also one month old and could see the daylight.

Of course Jia Zhang had to come out and show off.

"Hey, my little stick terrier, my dear grandson, you love me so much." "Hey, is this Dongxu's child?" "Let me see." "So cute!"

The neighbors praised it.

At this time, the stick stem is a little fatter than before and not as dark as before.

Seeing that the neighbors were praising the child, Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu also came out happily.

Auntie Yi asked, "Huai Ru, have you weighed the baby? How much does the baby weigh?"

Qin Huairu: "I weighed myself last night and I gained a pound and a half. I'm now six and a half pounds."

"Wow, that's incredible." "I was just saying Huairu was raising a child."

"That's right, gaining one and a half kilograms in a month, that's incredible." The neighbors were full of praise.

People of that era couldn't afford good food, and both adults and children were not getting enough nutrition. The fact that Qin Huairu's child grew to one and a half kilograms showed that Qin Huairu was in good health.

"By the way, I'm afraid Xueru's child won't grow up so fast, they have two children."

"Yes, it's good enough to be able to feed two children." "More children is good, but not enough milk is also a big problem." "Their children will definitely not grow fat."

Uncle San: "Muzi, go check inside to see if everything is ready. Everyone is waiting to see the child."

"Oh!" Yang Muzi went back to the house.

The neighbors started talking again.

"You guys think, can Yang Muzi's child grow a pound?"

Jia Dongxu said disdainfully: "It's a miracle that you can survive, and you still want to grow up." "How can you talk like that, kid?" "I'm telling the truth."

After a while, Chen Xueru and Bai Yulan came out, each holding a child.

Everyone's eyes looked over there.

The two children had chubby heads, delicate skin and two pairs of big eyes like black glass.

Looking at its size, it was twice as big as the stick terrier.

"They are just like two pairs of porcelain dolls." "So cute." "Fat, too fat, what does this child eat?"

The neighbors were amazed at the beauty. People of that age had never seen such a white and plump child.

"This……"

Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu were jealous. Even as parents, they couldn't stand their children.

Compared with Yang Muzi's children, the gap is too big.

There is a big difference in skin, appearance, height, spirit and other aspects.

Uncle Er asked, "Muzi, how heavy are the two children?"

Yang Muzi smiled and said, “My son weighed 7 catties when he was born, and now he weighs 12 catties.

My daughter weighed 6 catties when she was born, and now she weighs 10 kg.”

"hiss--"

"Good boy!" "Fuck me!"

“Is this a deity descending from heaven?”

Everyone couldn't help but gasp.

I gained four or five kilograms in a month, which is an average of more than one kilogram every ten days. This is simply unheard of.

In later generations, most children can gain two or three kilograms in a month. There are also some who gain four or five kilograms, but they are relatively rare.

But in this day and age, I have never heard of any child growing up so fast.

Of course, the reason why Yang Muzi’s child grows so fast is thanks to the super milk powder.

"Xue Ru, what did Muzi give you to eat that your milk is so good?" Aunt Er said enviously.

Chen Xueru: "I'm tired of eating pork rib soup every two days."

Everyone fell silent. Who would be willing to make pork rib soup every two days?

Qin Huairu licked her lips. It had been a month since she gave birth to her child, and she had never tasted pork rib soup.

At this time, the Jia family had just paid off their debts and was extremely poor. How could they have the money to buy ribs for her?

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed, and it is now the spring of 1954.

The two children grew up very fast and showed their uniqueness from a young age. They could stand at six months old, walk at seven months old, and now they are eight months old and can run around the yard.

Although they are only eight months old, the IQ of these two children is definitely not lower than that of children over one year old.

The super milk powder has helped the two children to grow in reverse and develop very well in all aspects.

At this time, the little thief was still growing in his arms and couldn't even stand up.

Cai Quan was still in charge of the silk shop, and Yang Muzi would visit occasionally.

Chen Xueru was so busy with her two children that she had no time to focus on her career. Of course, she felt relieved having a man by her side.

During this period, Yang Muzi was a little anxious. The regular train from Beijing to Moscow was opened at the end of last year, but he had not yet met Vladimir and Elena.

They are the Su people who did business with Chen Xueru.

At this time, Yang Muzi invested all his money in silk fabrics, and even rarely bought antiques recently.

Only by connecting with the Soviets can we turn the cloth into cash. Besides, summer is coming soon, and after summer we have to wait until next year.

The next year was 1955, and when the public-private partnership began, everything would be over.

In addition to hoarding cloth, Yang Muzi also hoarded 100,000 kilograms of grain.

He planned to stockpile a total of 200,000 kilograms, but he would stop for now, mainly because he wanted to go to the State of Su to see if there was any cheap food.

In addition, Yang Muzi also stockpiled several thousand kilograms of meat, including chicken, duck, and fish.

The tickets were first used for 20 to 30 years. In order to prevent the children from going hungry when they grew up, he made a lot of preparations, including a lot of side dishes and daily necessities.

Even if the cloth cannot be sold, I can still help the people around me get through the difficult days.

"Forget it, don't think about it, just shake it first."

"Ding Dong~~~ Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill: Su language." Wow, whatever you think of comes true.

With the Soviet language, he could go to the Soviet Union alone even without Vladimir and Elena.

In the past few years, Yang Muzi has acquired countless skills, including more than a dozen languages, including English, French, German, Japanese, etc., but the only thing he didn't get is the Soviet language.

"Dad, Dad, Aunt Huizhen, Aunt Huizhen." Yang Pingxin suddenly ran into the room and spoke while blinking her big eyes.

Yang Muzi certainly understood what she meant. His daughter wanted to go out to a restaurant and have dinner at Xu Huizhen's house.

Picking up his daughter, Yang Muzi smiled and said, "Okay, okay, my little greedy cat, let's go visit your Aunt Huizhen."

“Thank you, Dad!”

Chen Xueru walked in: "Just spoil her." "Let's go, let our daughter eat if she wants to, but where's our son?" "He ran away."

"Go get him back, we'll go to the front door."

"Hey~~~"

Yang Muzi and Chen Xueru each rode a bicycle, he with his daughter and Chen Xueru with her son, and the family of four came to the Daqianmen Tavern.

"Oh, my two little darlings, come and let auntie hug you!" Xu Hui really liked them so much.

"Aunt Huizhen, some meat, some meat." "I want some meat, too." The two little ones were clamoring for meat.

"Okay, okay, Auntie will let them do it right away, go play!" The two children ran around in the pub. Yang Muzi and the other two sat together and chatted. "How is business recently?" Yang Muzi asked.