Deep in the bamboo forest is my home

He Xiaohu led Pan Lian to trot over. As soon as he entered the door, Pan Lian rushed into the room and told Xiaohu that Xiaohua should prepare more hot water.Xiaohu wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Xiaozhu, who was three years older, and pushed him to the kitchen, saying sullenly, "Xiaohua goes in to help, and Xiaohu and I will cook the hot water."

He Xiaohu was also flustered. When Xiaohua was born, Xiaohu was still young, so he only had a vague impression, but now that Boss He is not at home, there are only three little ones left in the house. There was not much dry wood left by the stove, so I immediately picked up the hatchet and went out to cut wood.

"It's late at night, do you see the way? Where to cut it." He Xiaohua snatched the machete, "Go to Shen Momo's house to borrow some firewood, make it clear, and say, um, it means that you went to the mountain to cut firewood early Return it again."

He Xiaohu responded, turned around and ran out quickly.He Xiaozhu had already burned the hearth red, and He Xiaohua took out a handful of polished rice that Yang Yan'er had hidden, and washed the rice with water.

"Little Hua'er, go in and have a look, and report me a message."

"No." He Xiaohua didn't raise her head, she concentrated on washing the rice, and the rice washing water was stored by Xiaohua, and concentrated in a large water tank half the height of a person.

"Xiaohua, I'm worried about you. Dad is not at home, so I have to take care of you." The fire reflected He Xiaozhu's cheeks flushed, and Xiaozhu looked back at Yang Yan'er's room from time to time, eyes full of worry.

After He Xiaohua washed the rice, she put a large bowl of water, poured the boiling hot water into the basin, and put the pot for cooking the porridge in it. "I dont go."

He Xiaohua's answer made Xiaozhu look at his younger brother twice, seeing Xiaohua hanging his head, wondering what he was thinking, Xiaozhu couldn't say anything, only felt that Xiaohua was a little different.The two brothers watched the fire quietly.

Yang Yan'er's suppressed cry could be heard very clearly in the silent night, Shen Meme and Pan Meme's persuasion and comforting voices were mixed in.Xiaozhu looked back at Momo's room from time to time, wondering whether Ahmo would give birth to a boy or a brother.If it's a kid, there are multiple helpers at home, if it's a brother, Xiaohua has multiple companions.Whether it is a kid or a brother, Xiaozhu feels happy. The more children in the family, the more prosperous the family is. As for raising children, whether the family can afford it, Xiaozhu didn't think about it. He thought he was old enough to help his father earn money to support the family. Multiple younger brothers is nothing.

He Xiaohua is holding the sunflower fan, staring at the fire closely, not like Xiaozhu who turns her head from time to time, as if there is something behind, just waiting for Xiaohua to turn around and devour him.

What you hear in your ears and what you see in front of your eyes are not dreams, they are real.All kinds of inconceivable things that had been covered up by worrying about Yang Yan'er before surfaced one by one.Ah Ma is giving birth to a baby, Ah Ma is giving birth to a baby, I don't know if it's Xiaozhu's muttering to herself, or Xiaohua's talking to herself, He Xiaohua feels that she is about to experience auditory hallucinations, about to fall into a boundless pit, and never turn over again.

Do you want to go down the same path in the future?Do you want it?Ask yourself, or ask this inexplicable world.

He Xiaohua hugged herself with both hands, her head was lowered, as if she was looking for some comfort.

"Xiaohua, Xiaohua." A force pushed towards Xiaohua.

Xiaohua fell off the small bench with a plop.

"Xiao Hua, why are you in a daze, you're in a hurry." He Xiaohu grabbed Xiao Hua, and there was a large bundle of dry firewood at his feet.

"Xiaohua, quickly bring the hot porridge in." He Xiaozhu pushed a hot big man over, "Help me, come out and give me a message."

"I'm not going." He Xiaohua wanted to stuff the bowl back to Xiao Zhu, but Xiao Zhu hurriedly stuffed it back, jumping anxiously.

"Xiaohua, you're the only brother here, if you don't go, whoever will go." As he said, he pulled and pushed He Xiaohua into the door curtain.

"Xiao Hua, bring the hot porridge yet."

There was a pungent smell in the room. Yang Yan'er's hair was disheveled, the sweat on her forehead kept flowing down, and her face was distorted due to enduring the severe pain.Shen Meme stood by, constantly wiping Yang Yan'er's sweat, while Pan Meme put her hand under the quilt, stroking Yang Yan'er's stomach soothingly.

Shen Meme first saw He Xiaohua who was standing by the door, and couldn't help shouting.

He Xiaohua lowered her head, moved to the side of the bed in small steps, and raised her hands flat to send out her big wrists.

"Xiao Hua... Hua... don't be afraid."

Feel a hand gently brushing his forehead.

"Brother has to... pass this... level, don't be afraid."

The hand paused for a moment on the top of Xiaohua's head, and it fell to the side of the bed in a state of weakness, but suddenly clenched into a fist, symbolizing that the owner is enduring unspeakable pain.

He Xiaohua was moved in her heart, the warm current slowly flowed through her heart, and flowed to her hands, which made her hands suddenly gain strength, and her small hand caressed her big hand.

"Ah, Xiao Hua is not afraid, Xiao Hua will accompany Ah Mo."

"Xiao Hua is such a good child. Yang Momo is a lucky one. If this child gives birth to a younger brother, then you will be a blessed person. No matter how many people look forward to it, you will not be able to."

"Come on, come on, it's the size of a fist, and when the cock crows, the baby will come out." Pan Meme looked at Yang Yan'er's lower body, said something, and then helped Yang Yan'er up, with a soft pillow on her back "Come, have a sip of hot porridge, save your strength, and give birth to the baby in one go."

He Xiaohua summoned up her courage, stretched her neck, and twitched Yang Yan'er's lower body, only to see the exquisite and small symbol hanging down softly, symbolizing the next dark hole, the size of a child's fist.

He Xiaohua's head exploded with a bang, and various voices came out, "This is here", "Baby is born", suddenly her eyes went dark, her small body swayed, only Shen Momo exclaimed, and she didn't know what happened.

The baby is born in the early morning, and the little cry announces its existence to the quiet morning.Shen Memo carried the baby out with a happy face, "Xiao Hu, Xiao Zhu, come and have a look, where is your brother?"

Xiaozhu, who was waiting by the fire, and Xiaohu, who was guarding in front of the little flower bed, ran over to see this little life. It was a weak and small ball, tightly wrapped in the quilt, even breathing lightly.

"Wrinkled, so ugly." Xiaohu poked his younger brother's face with his finger, "Not as cute as Xiaohua."

"Which baby is not born wrinkled, but it will naturally look good when it grows up."

He Xiaozhu stretched out his hand to hug him, but he was afraid that the soft ball would not hold him well, so he could only rub his palms, his eyes fixed on it, full of longing.

He Xiaohua on the bed opened her eyes and gave birth, Yang Yan'er was born, as if she wanted to explain something, but also seemed to persuade her.When He Xiaohu raised the curtain and came in, he happened to see Xiao Hua staring blankly at the roof with wide-eyed glasses.

"Xiao Hua, Ah Ma gave birth to a little brother for us. Guess it's a kid or a brother?"