Grandma Rong is trying her best to communicate with Li Xuemei, using her hands to express her thoughts. The amplitude of every movement seems to have been measured. She is gentle and beautiful. She has a smile on her face all year round, and she is even more gentle and approachable today.
She neatly pulled the tip of the cat's tail out of the newborn human cub's hands, and then looked at Li Xuemei quietly, waiting for her decision.
The cat purred dissatisfied, circled around Zai Zai twice, and finally carefully lay down between Li Xuemei and Zai Zai, lying down comfortably.
Staying alive... there is still a day when I can't go to the kang.
It sat upright and straight, staring unblinkingly at the little Zai Zai who was sleeping soundly on the kang.
In the yard, Sanbao sneaked over and stood by the wall near Li Xuemei's house. While regurgitating the food in his stomach, he sensed the signals shared by several bionic machines...
The donkey was the most indifferent towards this newborn human cub. It stood still and did not move, only wagging its tail and twitching its ears in response to the shared information from time to time.
Li Xuemei:......
She didn't expect that the bionic machine at home would pay so much attention to her second child.
Or can we call it: cherish?
Not only the second child, but also her as a pregnant woman.
She enjoys the treatment of stars and moon, even more than when she was pregnant.
Yan Yu was able to walk away with peace of mind because Grandma Rong took good care of Li Xuemei.
That’s it for a full-time confinement nanny.
Now, Grandma Rong is in charge of Li Xuemei's food, clothing, when the second baby is fed, when to urinate, including all the things prepared for the second baby.
She moved directly to Li Xuemei's house without telling anyone.
Since the second baby was born, not even a single diaper has been wet... Who would believe me?
But the reality is that Grandma Rong really did it.
What she was expressing just now was a question that made Li Xuemei a little embarrassed.
Aunt Rong thought her milk supply was not enough and wanted to give Li Xuemei some milk.
She gestured: She can!
What else could Li Xuemei do? There seemed to be no other good choice but to nod.
Let a woman you don't know come... it's not as good as Aunt Rong.
Grandma Rong was very satisfied with her cooperation. She went out to prepare quickly and returned soon.
First, put the pig's trotters soup that had been cooked long ago on the kang table to dry, then wipe Li Xuemei's body with a clean cloth, then wash herself, adjust Li Xuemei's posture, and start rubbing...
As the person being rubbed, Li Xuemei's experience was strange. It was not as painful as she remembered. Grandma Rong's hand was just warm, as if there was an electric current flowing back and forth...
The effect is immediate!
Erbao was still asleep and could not be consumed, so Li Xuemei had no choice but to let Aunt Rong squeeze out the bulging part.
In order to ease the embarrassment, Li Xuemei asked: "How to deal with these?"
Grandma Rong gestured: Pour in the steamed buns when steaming them.
Li Xuemei:......
I'm so hung up that I can't even take a breath.
"No, please don't!" Li Xuemei's voice was full of urgency: "Let's wait until Erbao wakes up to drink, or...give it to her father and sister..."
Grandma Rong shook her head with disapproval of the first suggestion.
Zaizai has fresh and abundant breast milk at room temperature, so there is no need to express it, let it cool and then heat it up.
As for Li Xuemei’s second proposal...
Grandma Rong seemed to think for a moment and nodded.
Li Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s better than steaming steamed buns for the whole family to eat…
…
Yan Yu and Yan Xiangheng worked together to clear the entire roof.
As for the problem that the snow will continue to fall and cover it again, I don't think much about it. It is better than the roof being crushed.
She didn't expect that as soon as she entered the room, Aunt Rong handed her a bowl of milk.
Her mother also explained the origin of the milk in an extremely complicated tone.
Yan Yu: Just... left Dapu.
Unexpectedly, she could still eat the original rations after so many years.
"Aunt Rong, can you call my dad here?" Yan Yu rolled her eyes and asked sweetly.
Grandma Rong nodded and went out of the house.
"What a mother!" Yan Yu exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Mother, Grandma Rong can also massage breasts? This skill is too comprehensive!"
Li Xuemei glared at her, is this the point?
The focus is on the expressed milk.
"I don't know how Aunt Rong rubbed it, but my mother started to feel swollen again..." I have nothing to be embarrassed about my daughter Li Xuemei, I tell the truth.
Yan Yu said quickly: "Then we have to squeeze out..."
She crawled closer and asked with a smile: "Mom, has this happened before? What should I do with the squeezed out? Give me a drink of heat?"
Li Xuemei shook her head: "How can I let you drink it? It's all your father..."
Yan Yu made a long sound.
He said with a serious face: "Then let's leave it to dad this time. You see, my dad is thin. He just lacks nutrients and needs to be supplemented."
Li Xuemei chuckled.
When Yan Laoer was found, he thought something was wrong.
When he entered the house, his daughter stuffed him with a bowl.
"Dad, drink it quickly, it will cool down in a while."
Yan Laoer's hand was heavy just now and he put too much soy sauce and vinegar. He felt his mouth was dry, so he took a quick look at it and knew it was milk, so he didn't care. He raised sheep at home and often drank goat's milk.
He drank it all as soon as he raised his neck and licked his mouth to taste it.
Said: "There is too little sugar, it is not sweet enough."
Yan Yu was close to him and could smell the smell of garlic in his mouth.
She thought her father didn't eat enough garlic.
Yan Laoer had drank it after all, and the dusty memory was trying to wake him up.
Just when he might remember.
Erbao on the kang let out a small moan.
At this moment, Yan Laoer focused all his attention.
He tiptoed over, not daring to touch his old daughter directly, but instead gently rubbed her through the quilt.
"This little nose and small eyes are so exciting!" Yan Laoer praised.
Yan Yu was also convinced. Her father praised the second child for being able to take his mother with him. This is love!
"I asked you to think of a name earlier. Have you decided on it?" Li Xuemei asked.
The couple discussed it when they were free. Yan Laoer took over everything and said he would be able to come up with a good name. Li Xuemei was quite curious.
Yan Laoer:......
"Well, I think our second baby's name doesn't need to follow that of our eldest baby. Look at the children in our family, Heng'er, Qianchu, Xiaoer... everyone is different. Our second baby,
Just pick up a nice one." Yan Laoer said.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Xuemei nodded.
It's okay, she has no objection.
"Let me think about it, the second baby was born on the first day of the Lunar New Year, otherwise he would be called... Yan Xin... Yan Xinxin? Yan Chu... Yan Xiaochu?"
Seeing Li Xuemei and Yan Yu looking at him with disapproval, Yan Laoer scratched his head: "You don't think it's good?"
"What about Yan Xiaoxue? Look, it's snowed a lot these past two days. I'll name her Xiaoxue. Maybe if she does, the snow will lighten up, hahaha!"
Yan Laoer told himself that he was happy...
"Dad! My mother's name is too similar." Yan Yu reminded him.
It didn't matter to them before. It was common for their children to have the same names as their parents, but now it doesn't work. The second child's name has to be avoided.
"Oh, there is such a saying, it's called... Yan Hanying, what do you think?" Yan Laoer had a flash of inspiration, and he became excited: "Hanying is snow... Let me think about it, the teacher taught me, jade
Chen, Qiongfang, Yinsha, Ruiye..." The more he thought about it, the tighter his brows became.
"Why does everything feel a little wrong?"
"It's definitely not right, Dad! It's too much!" Yan Yu's voice was weak. His father was more knowledgeable, but he really didn't have much talent in naming.
"Too indifferent." Li Xuemei hit the nail on the head.
"That's right." Yan Yu agreed.
Yan Laoer simply said, "Well, let me help you think of one." He didn't bother.
Li Xuemei looked at Erbao, who was sleeping peacefully and obediently, and said softly: "Then please give me a name, please."
…
Yan Huaiwen heard his brother's intention and pondered for a moment. He didn't agree or refuse, but asked him if he had any favorite words?
Yan Laoer suddenly said all the names he had thought of.
Yan Huaiwen:......
His face was speechless.
"The wind and snow have not stopped, and it is very cold this winter... How about taking the word "nuan", like adding a pen to the word "zhi", "zhinuan", how about Yan Zhinuan?" Yan Huaiwen asked warmly.
Yan Laoer was so impressed that he fell to the ground!
"Zhinuan... Zhinuan! It sounds good, haha. The second baby will be called Yan Zhinuan from now on!" As expected of his eldest brother, he can think of such a nice name just by thinking about it.
"Er Bao...has he decided on a nickname?" Yan Huaiwen asked.
Yan Laoer: "Yes, the Great Treasure and the Second Treasure, from this point of view..."
Yan Huaiwen shook his head gently and said: "There is something wrong. For example, if Yu goes out by the name of Xiaoer, it is easy to be confused if she calls Erbao by her nickname."
"If nothing bothers you, Master, then brother, please help me come up with a nickname!" Yan Laoer said.
He and Li Xuemei have no obsession with these things. Furthermore, if we really think about it, the name of this child should be Lao Yan. In the final analysis, their husband and wife have something wrong with each other and they are not her real parents...
"Winter is passing and spring is coming again, and the snow is melting and the flowers and grass are fragrant... Since my birthday is on the first day of the new year, my nickname is Chun Ya." Yan Huaiwen said.
"At the beginning of the new year, everything revives. Spring is here, and little buds are popping up from the ground..." Yan Laoer was also able to complete a few sentences, and said happily: "This is a good nickname, with a good meaning! The little one comes first.
Bud, if it grows up slowly... oh, it's so good!"
…
Yan Laoer came back happily and told his wife and daughter.
"My eldest brother is very knowledgeable. He gave me a nice nickname, Zhinuan, Yan Zhinuan. I also gave him a nickname, which sounds nice and is easy to remember..."
Yan Yu asked curiously: "You still have a nickname? Uncle doesn't like to be called Erbao?"
"It's easy to get along with you. Now everyone outside the family calls you Xiaoer. When your sister gets older, she will be confused even if she doesn't talk to outsiders." Yan Laoer said.
"I told her to call her Chun Ya, Xiao Chun Ya from now on, hahaha!" Yan Laoer couldn't help but touch the child's exposed little hand, a little slap, each finger was like a small bud in early spring, tender and tender
.
"Uncle is so partial. My eldest sister and I are called Ya Er Ya. When we come to my sister's place, we are called Chun Ya!" Yan Yu puffed up her face.
Hum hum, this baby is not happy.
"It's really not your uncle's fault for this." Li Xuemei said something fair: "In our village, it's all the big ones who shout "ya and ya, ya and ya", or the eldest sister and the second sister. That's how they call each other."
"You too, how old are you to fight for this? How about if dad names you one? Your sister is younger and is Xiaoya. You are older and it's time to bloom. Let's call it Chunhua!" Yan Laoer really thought about it seriously.
.
Since it is a nickname, it should not be too vulgar. As the old saying goes, a nickname makes a living.
Spring flowers!
Yan Yu:……
"No, no, no!" Yan Yu refused continuously: "Why should I be called by nicknames when I'm old? Grandma has already said that from now on everyone in the house will call me and my sister by our first names. No, you can't call me by our first names, and then you'll give me the wrong name."
Well, I still listen to my uncle and call me Xiaoer at home and outside."
"You're really right, your uncle is partial." Li Xuemei nodded her forehead: "I'm partial to you, the little boy."
Yan Yu chuckled.
"Dad, master and uncle are going back to Huju now?"
"Well, your master is worried. He has a frown on his face and a deep Chinese character for Sichuan. Your uncle is also worried." Yan Laoer sighed: "Don't talk about them, I don't have anything on my mind. I want to go back to the village for a visit.
One glance.”
Yan Laoer is not that high-minded. He is more worried about the people in Xiaoan Village than the entire Huju.
Yan Yu looked around the room.
Her mother's house was completely occupied.
She let the goshawk out and let it find a place to stay on its own. It could go into the forest or on the mountain. It could fly a few times over Yongning City if it had nothing to do. However, it should not come down without her call.
It's too strange to suddenly have an extra eagle, so we have to find a suitable opportunity.
Li Xuemei seemed to be in good condition, and with Grandma Rong and Mrs. Tian nearby, she had nothing to worry about.
He said: "Dad, let me go with you. Our house should be able to withstand it, but other houses... those with mud houses are not so sure."
Yan Yu said it conservatively.
In fact, I knew in my heart that with such heavy snow, the mud houses in the village would be damaged a lot.
…
Mr. Tian Da and Yan Huaiwen separated from Yan Laoer and Yan Yu near the Dashiqiao.
The Yan family's father and daughter took a shortcut and walked across the river.
There is no need to worry about whether it is really frozen or not. What you need to worry about is that the snow... seems to be getting heavier again!
"...If you don't rush through things, people, look to see if any of them have been crushed. Tell me about you. You won't be able to make a fuss during the Chinese New Year. I think you just have two copper coins in your pockets, and they will be burned for you.
, just drink, drink, and even drink to yourself and fall down! How much did you drink?!"
Village Chief Luo was leaning on a stick, wearing a sheepskin jacket and wolfskin trousers, and he was wearing two different colors. He did not cover his face. He was scolding a group of men who were moving back and forth, spitting.
The stars were sprayed out and frozen into small pieces of ice that were swept away by the wind.
The men who worked hard were so timid that they didn't even dare to say a word. The wind and snow hit them in the face, and they didn't know if there was any spit from the village chief's uncle.
"Okay, what's the use of talking about this now? Only a few talents are serious. It's such a mess. I don't know which one is here and which one is not!" Old Man Song said anxiously from the side: "Hurry up and take a look. There are also
Who is not here?"
"Boss! Second child! Third child!" Village Chief Luo turned around and shouted: "Take someone with you and walk around the house..." He paused and then said: "Big iron, second iron and third iron, follow your father and uncle
, if there is any serious damage, quickly remove the door panel and carry it to Cui's house.
Again, don’t worry about things first, things can still run away! Let’s leave the things that can’t be lost first... People! People! Find people for me!" Village Chief Luo slapped his thigh and shouted.
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