Chapter 273

Chen's mother poured out half a bowl of cooked milk. The smell of milk floated all over the kitchen and even the people in the yard smelled it.

Man Bao and his family followed Chen's mother into the main room and watched her feed the baby.

The milk still had some flavor, which was obviously different from the rice soup he had drunk before, so the child habitually vomited out.

For several times in a row, Chen's mother was so anxious that she couldn't feed it. The milk was not very good. How could it be so wasted?

Chen's mother couldn't help pressing his lips and just poured in the milk without taking out the spoon.

Qian sat and watched, startled, and quickly pulled away her hand. The child had coughed. His face was red first, and then blue. He moved his hands and feet hard, and then the movement was slower and slower.

Man Bao was also unhappy. He pushed Chen's mother, picked up the child, turned around and handed it to her mother, "mother, you hold it."

Qian quickly took the child, wiped the things he vomited, and gently gave him comfort. Seeing that his movement slowed down, he just hummed and cried twice, so he took the spoon in Chen's mother's hand and fed him carefully.

She said softly to the concerned Chen Shi, who got up and looked, "children also have a temper. They are just like adults. If they are uncomfortable, they will feel uncomfortable naturally. We are adults. If we feel uncomfortable, we can say it. We can cry and swear. He is a child. Everything is bad, but it is certain that he is in a bad mood. "

Qian said, "you've heard from the doctor that the child is suffocating too much. He's a little bad. In addition, he's hungry. He must have a bigger temper than an ordinary child. At this time, you have to follow him, or what are you stubborn with a newborn child? It's not you who suffer in the end? "

"Yes." Chen replied, glanced at her mother and said, "aunt, give him to me and I'll feed him."

"No," said Qian with a smile, "you're not active now. I have nothing to do here. I'll feed you. What's the matter?"

Qian put a towel on his chest and fed him carefully. If he vomited, let him vomit.

When breastfeeding, children will spit milk, let alone sheep's milk.

In Qian's opinion, the Bai family sent a whole sheep. Are you afraid that the child's milk is not enough to drink?

She patiently followed the child to play the game of you feeding me and vomiting. Compared with adults, she was more patient than most children.

Sure enough, he didn't know whether he was tired and didn't want to vomit again, or whether he was too hungry. He took a bite and didn't vomit again.

At this time, the small bowl of milk also bottomed out.

Chen's mother looked at the half wet towel and felt very sad, but when Qian looked at it, she went to the kitchen and poured a small half of the bowl.

Qian fed him. He's finished.

The child is still smashing his mouth, but Qian didn't feed him again. "Such a small child doesn't have a big appetite, but he should feed it frequently. Feed it again in an hour."

Zhou Hu came in from the outside and asked with concern, "did he drink?"

Qian carefully wiped the milk stains off his body and said with a smile, "drink it."

Zhou Hu was relieved. He looked down at his little son and his wife and said, "in the future, this child will be called Sanshou. Row down with his brothers."

This is the name they have thought of for their children. They have thought of it when Dafu was born. They can use it whether they have a son or a daughter.

But since the birth of the child, he has not opened his mouth to set a name because, like the doctor, he feels that the child is unlikely to survive.

If you can't survive, of course, there's no need to choose a name.

But now that the child drinks milk, the hope of living is greater.

Qian has raised many children and is very good at taking care of children. Although Chen is already the mother of two children, he is far inferior to Qian in this regard.

So the husband and wife listened to her instructions very carefully. When she was leaving, Zhou Hu filled her with a large basin of sweet wine and asked her to take it back to eat.

He grinned. "Auntie, this sweet wine is nourishing and warming up. Take it back and give brother Dalang a taste."

Zhou Dalang was bleeding from a fight some time ago and has been cultivating at home.

Qian didn't refuse and took it.

Man Bao volunteered to carry it.

Of course, she can't lift well alone, so Bai Shanbao helped her.

Qian's hands were not really weak. He directly picked up the basin from the two hands, glanced at them and said, "go home."

Zhou Hu also wanted to send some sweet wine to the Bai family, but he thought it was too cheap to send it for the moment.

Qian was not sensitive to other people's family affairs, and unconsciously led the two children back to Lao Zhou's house.

She couldn't help boasting about her two children. Of course, she focused on Bai Shanbao. She touched his small head and said with a smile: "saving one life is better than building a level 7 floating slaughter. No matter whether you can survive the third life or not, you will be blessed, and you will always be rewarded in the future."

Bai Shanbao looked at Qian with bright eyes.

The excitement of Zhou Hu's family lasted for one day. Relatives and friends gathered at the door today to see Chen and his children, sent rice noodles and eggs, and dispersed after all the etiquette. We can do whatever we should do. There are still a lot of work to do in the field.

Chen's mother stayed to take care of Chen. There was no way. Zhou Hu's parents died two years ago. There was no one at home to take care of Chen.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao realized that they had a fate with Sanshou, so they often went to their house to see him after school. Chen still lay in bed and couldn't move, but Sanshou grew up with the naked eye.

First, his face became not so blue and white. It is said that he had to eat eight times a day, each time a small bowl; Then the red wrinkles on his face disappeared a little and his facial features became clearer; Finally, the cry was no longer thin. Once he peed and cried bitterly. Although he didn't scare man Bao, his voice was much louder.

Because of this, although Chen still lay down and couldn't get out of bed, he also had more smiles on his face.

Man Bao was attracted by the little doll and left Poria cocos behind. One day, Zhou Silang limped back with a basket of wild fungi. She knew that she had not been able to find Poria cocos at home, but the wild fungus business was doing well.

But obviously, the business has also been hit.

Zhou Silang was very angry and put down the basket and said, "although the mountain was divided, unless it was good wood or something he planted, the game growing in the mountain had never heard of which family belonged alone. Their two families were lucky and directly kicked us out with hoes. Fortunately, we ran fast, otherwise all the things in the basket were robbed by their family."

On Friday, Lang was also very angry. "The fourth brother fell behind with something on his back and fell. Fortunately, he didn't break his bone, otherwise they would look good."