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Ning Qing's feeding speed was really slow, as he would drink fish soup and millet congee every day from Ren Huiqing without leaving a single drop of oil.

Finally, a week later, Ning Qing threw up.

Under the dignity of the mother, she finished the big bowl of soup, then laid on the bed and looked at Lu Qingyao who was reading the newspaper, "Hubby ~"

The woman's soft voice entered Lu Qingyao's ears, making him feel numb. After adjusting his facial expression, he put down the newspaper he was holding, "Wife, what happened?"

Yes, every time his wife calls him that, he always has a bad premonition.

"Hubby, I don't want to drink that rice porridge or fish soup anymore. Look at me, I'm already fat like a ball. I'm so ugly, what if you don't love me anymore?"

After Lu Qingyao finished listening, he seriously looked at his recent silly daughter-in-law.

"Wife, no matter what you become, I will always love you."

Eh? As expected, the woman thought too much after giving birth!

Battalion Commander Lu immediately expressed his loyalty.

But it was clear that the Battalion Commander Lu was wrong.

These words could be considered as a perfect score, but it was the opposite of what Comrade Ning had requested.

Ning Qing took a few deep breaths, and with a conflicted look, he pointed at the fat on his stomach and tried to speak again, "Hubby, then can you tell mom not to cook any more fish soup …"

"No."

The man refused directly.

Ning Qing, "..."

Damn, do you believe that she's crying!

Lu Qingyao was unwilling to see his wife's miserable appearance, so he could only advise, "Wife, you don't have enough milk for two children, so it'll be hard on you."

Ning Qing muttered in a low voice, aggrieved, "Why is it that there isn't such a thing as a Breast Boosting Master in this era?"

Lu Qingyao was surprised: "What?"

Ning Qing pitifully raised his head, "Hubby, there's no other way to make it since there's not enough milk, there's no need to eat so many mild things."

She had had enough!

In the morning, there was a big pot of rice porridge, and every two hours, there was a pot of rice porridge after the two fish were cooked. At night, there were fish and rice porridge again.

Sigh, not only did her weight increase, she was also really fed up with it! Feeding pigs didn't look like it would!

Lu Qingyao curiously placed the newspaper to the side, he got up and sat opposite of his wife, he glanced at the two children on the bed beside the bed, "What method is this?"

Ning Qing coughed twice, and then put on a professional look, "When the mother hasn't reached the needs of the child, she can stimulate the secretion of the breast milk, the main principle is to activate the blood circulation, and clear the meridians."

Lu Qingyao was confused.

Ning Qing: "It's just that I have a set of methods to massage my chest."

As he spoke, he wanted to demonstrate for himself.

Then, she immediately reacted. Seeing that there was something wrong with the man's eyes, she coughed, "Hmm, I think, hm, that's …" I'll teach you. "

The voice behind the sentence was very low.

At this time, the man displayed an extremely good hearing, "You teach me."

He had an eager expression on his face.

Ning Qing, "..."

He felt that he had aroused the curiosity of a wolf.

Yes, all of this was thanks to his previous life. His adopted daughter, Ning Yu, also had no milk after giving birth, and his son-in-law, Hu Wenyuan, wasn't so worried that he could find those lactators to come over.

It was still the same old saying – one doesn't need to use too many techniques!

Breast-feeding is not something you can do on your own.

After that, Battalion Commander Lu especially liked the activity of nurturing his wife's milk at night.

Even if he had enough milk, he would persevere.

With the milk, the two children would still have some left over.

Ren Huiqing reduced the amount of food he fed her every day by a lot and also heaved a sigh of relief.

Lu Qingyao was extremely thankful that his mother-in-law was able to take care of him. After settling the problem of the child drinking milk, Lu Qingyao carried his own name and entered the house that night to discuss how to give the child a name in front of his mother-in-law.

Ning Qing was drinking porridge and frowned when he saw the list.

"Are you sure you want the names of the two children?"

Lu Qingyao said innocently: "I haven't thought of the name of the Lil Yao yet, let me choose first."

Ning Qing lowered his head and looked again. En, Da Niu, Er Niu, Da Hu, San Hu …

Why weren't there any pleasant sounding names? This was all that this man could think of in the past few days, ever since the birth of his child?

Lu Qingyao did not see the confused look in Ning Qing's eyes. His gaze fell on his son who was in charge of his bed and he swore: "Wife, I think my son will like Erniu."

Ning Qing, "..."

When Xiangjun and his father heard his father give his brothers and sister a name, and walked in after finishing their homework, they just happened to hear the words' Er Niu '. The two of them had the same expression as Ning Qing.

If his younger brother's name was so terrible, what would happen?

Ning Qing thought silently, she didn't think that her son would like her, mm, on the contrary, if the name was so casual, her son would probably cry himself to the bathroom.

Ren Huiqing looked at the list, "I also think that Erniu's name is suitable for my grandson.

As he spoke, he shook his granddaughter who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Ning Qing looked at the sky speechlessly, "Let's just think about it."

Xiangjun and Xiangdang stood around Ren Huiqing as they looked at their sister, and nodded silently.

Lu Qingyao: "How about we add the word 'great' in the middle."

Ning Qing said it with difficulty.

"Lu Weiniu?"

Lu Qingyao nodded.

Great, awesome! How wonderful it was to have such a moral sense. He could definitely be a useful person in the future.

Ning Qing, "..."

Battalion Commander Lu, that's your own son!

Ren Huiqing frowned, and suggested: "We might as well call him Lu Jianshe."

Simple and easy to remember!

Ning Qing was speechless, but... She looked at her son sleeping on the bed. It was better than Erniu.

"Then what name did you prepare for your daughter?"

With regards to his daughter's name, Lu Qingyao appeared to be extremely cautious. "Let me think about it."

A few days later.

Lu Qingyao returned from the outside with two black eye circles and went straight upstairs to his room.

Coincidentally, he saw his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law there, so he smiled and said, "You're called Ranran, right? It's nice and easy to remember, and it has a rich meaning. I pray for her healthy growth. "

At this time, Lu Qingyao was like a kind father, speaking his name that he had been thinking about for many days in a carefree manner.

Ning Qing's mouth twitched, why would her son have a father that was a little too heavy for him?

However, the boy was indeed naughty. The girl just ate and slept. He had to be carried, so with a hug, he had to wait until daybreak.

Every time Ning Qing wanted to throw away his naughty son, there was a voice that would always tell him in silence — Your own flesh and blood, endure it!

Soon, it was time for the two children's Hundred Day Feast.

During this period, they didn't want to waste time, so they simply took a few tables. The neighbors looked at the children and it ended.

That night, Ning Qing had finished feeding and started a conversation with Ren Huiqing.

"Mom, I've already settled down. Why don't you go back first? If you get busy in a few days, my dad and the kids won't be able to handle it."

Ren Huiqing was also a little hesitant, but she was not at ease, "Third Girl, what do we do here?"

"Didn't I hire someone from a town? She can help me carry it. "

"I …"

"I still have Aunt Liu here to help me. I've also applied to temporarily stop my work, so you don't have to worry about me."

The two of them talked a lot more in the end. Ning Qing expressed that he really had no problems.

Thus, in the end, under a situation where he was worried, Ren Huiqing could only leave.

A week later, Ning Qing finally sent mother off.

Ren Huiqing instructed before he left: "If you feel tired, write me a letter, I'll be right over."

Ning Qing looked at his mother's worried expression and nodded as his eyes turned red.

Ren Huiqing also felt sour in her heart. She was more or less worried about letting Ning Qing bring four children.

Xiangdang who did not go to school today saw Ning Qing's reaction and asked: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Qing shook his head, "The wind is quite strong today, let's go back first."