After Feng Danyuan left, Wei Zi said to Song's mother: "Bake some rice soup, the child needs to eat. Then make some crucian carp soup, pig's trotters soup or pork ribs soup that can produce milk. When there is milk, I will feed the child."
"Okay, okay -" Song Ma nodded repeatedly.
Cuicui pulled Song's mother's sleeve and whispered: "There is nothing in the kitchen, and we have no money..."
Wei Zi then remembered that the original owner lived like a prisoner. It would be nice to have food for three meals a day. On weekdays, he could hardly see meat stars, otherwise he would not be so weak that he would have difficulty giving birth.
"I'll think of a way to borrow it from someone in the village..." Song's mother said.
Wei Zi pulled off the hosta from her head and handed it to Song Ma: "Take this in exchange for someone else. If you are empty-handed, they will ignore you."
Song's mother waved her hands repeatedly: "Miss, you can't help me. This is what your mother left behind and cannot be sold."
Wei Zi said: "Things outside the body are gone if they are gone. Life is the most important thing."
Cuicui looked outside and said, "How about I ask the eldest prince..."
Song's mother shouted in a low voice: "No! Hasn't he done enough harm to our young lady?" That's a wolf that eats people without spitting out their bones. How can we have anything to do with him anymore?!
After hesitating for a moment, Song Ma took the hairpin and went out.
Wei Zi said to Cuicui: "Heat some hot water, help me scrub my body, and then change into clean clothes."
"You can't scrub during confinement."
"It's not that you can't scrub during confinement, but you can't catch a cold. If you close the doors and windows tightly and light a fire, it'll be fine." Wei Zi explained patiently.
Cuicui tilted her head and looked at Wei Zi. The young lady still had the same face, but she felt that something was different: her eyes were different, and her tone of voice was also different.
After wiping off the blood and sweat on his body and changing his clothes, Wei Zi felt much more comfortable and energetic.
Song Ma replaced the pork bones and prepared to make soup for Wei Zi.
In the kitchen, Cuicui was cooking rice porridge, glanced at the basket, and said in surprise: "There is a hosta, why are there just so many broken pig bones?"
Song's mother sighed and said, "It would be good if I can get it. The village is full of tenants of the Wei family. My wife said that the young lady should be left to fend for herself. Who can give me a good look? I tried hard to persuade, knelt down and kowtowed, and Butcher Chen reluctantly gave it.
These are my bones."
"I haven't had a decent meal since I got pregnant... This is a bit meaty at least. I'll cook a good meal later to replenish my body." Song's mother comforted herself.
Cuicui wiped away tears: "Miss, who did you offend? What a life you lived!"
Outside the door, a meaningful smile appeared on Feng Danyuan's lips: Are you cruel enough to yourself? You are not afraid of starving to death. This woman is determined enough, and she is a good seed when she is taught by him.
Looking at his subordinates, Feng Danyuan whispered a few instructions.
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It hurts.
Wei Zi couldn't help but take a deep breath and carefully straightened the little guy who was leaning on her to suck breasts.
She looks like a kitten and has no teeth, but when she sucks her milk, it's like cutting with a knife. Her most delicate part even breaks the skin and oozes blood. But there is nothing she can do. If she wants to release milk as soon as possible,
On the one hand, dietary supplements also rely on human instinct, and letting children take them is the most effective way.
Cuicui brought in good charcoal and burned the house warmly.
Song's mother brought the hot pig's trotter soup: "There's no salt in it, so it doesn't taste very good, but it's the best for breastfeeding."
Cuicui said happily: "The eldest prince looks fierce, but he is a very kind person. He has been given a lot of things!"
Wei Zi remained silent.
How could Feng Danyuan be a good person?
The original owner had also frightened her that night. Feng Danyuan was no different from a wild beast. No wonder, the next day, he said that he wanted to eat the original owner. The original owner endured it all night, but collapsed at that moment.
