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Tan's constitution is special, that is, he does not produce milk.
So it’s not surprising that the old lady doesn’t understand this.
Mrs. Sun then said, "Mom, it will take a few hours for this woman to give birth to her baby, and the milk should come out."
"If you don't come down, let me wrap you up, and it will be faster. This is much easier than making sugar water, and it also supports more people..."
After hearing what Sun said, Tan gave up his hesitation.
"Mei'er, what do you think? How about wrapping the child for a few times?" She asked Yang Huamei for his opinion.
Yang Huamei blushed.
"I can't hide my face..." she said slyly.
Over there, Wang Cuihua laughed: "Oh, this big girl is gold and silver, and the mother-in-law is pig's and dog's milk. She's worthless. There's nothing she can't do to disgrace her face!"
These words made everyone else in the room laugh, including Yang Ruoqing.
Indeed, if you walk around the village, you will see everyone gathering together to chat under the old maple tree.
Many little wives were sitting on the edge, holding their babies in their arms.
When the baby started crying, he just picked up his clothes and breastfed the baby in public. Everyone was not surprised.
There are even some men who like to come over and play with other people's children while they are wrapping their breasts.
I don’t know if I’m really teasing the child, or if I’m looking at the breasts openly.
Yang Ruoqing tilted her head randomly and couldn't help but want to laugh again.
But on the other side of the bed, Yang Huamei was very nervous and hesitant.
At this moment, Xiao Hei kept crying, crying louder and louder.
His crying seemed to be about to wake up Dabai in the cradle next to him, so that Dabai moved slightly in the cradle.
Wang Chunhua, who had been loyally guarding Dabai, urged Yang Huamei impatiently: "Isn't it just to feed the child? Can you be a quick mother?"
"I'll wake this one up later, and it won't end well!"
Hearing Wang Chunhua's words, Yang Huamei was at a loss. As soon as she nodded, Wang Cuihua picked up Xiao Hei and carried her to the bed.
Yang Ruoqing also followed and saw Xiao Hei being stuffed into Yang Huamei's arms.
Mother Shuanzi helped to unbutton Yang Huamei's clothes.
Yang Huamei sat there, too shy to move. In addition, her body was weak after giving birth and she didn't have much strength to move.
So he just sat there stiffly, letting Shuan Ziniang and Wang Cuihua do this.
The grandson was hungry and had to eat quickly, and Ms. Shuanzi was also very anxious.
Soon, the clothes were untied, and Wang Cuihua put Xiao Hei's face directly onto Yang Huamei's chest.
Yang Ruoqing poked her head and looked over there.
As soon as the little black face touched Yang Huamei's ****, he stopped crying immediately.
He opened his small mouth and arched it vigorously, as if searching for the source of life.
"Haha, I can't find ****, come here, help you!"
Wang Cuihua couldn't help laughing and lifted Xiao Hei's body up.
Perhaps this tacit understanding of working together between aunt and nephew is also the survival instinct of life.
Xiao Hei opened his mouth vigorously, trying to take Yang Huamei's vagina.
Unfortunately, compared to Xiao Hei's small mouth, Yang Huamei's purple mulberry-like vagina was much bigger, and Xiao Hei's mouth couldn't fit it at all.
He was so anxious that he burst into tears.
The adults on the side were also sweating profusely.
Mr. Tan was blind and couldn't see this. Hearing the noise in his ears, he was extremely anxious.
"How's it going? You haven't wrapped it up yet?" she asked.
No one had time to answer her.
In the end, Mrs. Sun came over to help and finally allowed Xiao Hei to wrap Yang Huamei's breasts successfully.
"Ah, it hurts..."
As soon as she was wrapped up, Yang Huamei couldn't help crying out in pain, and her face was distorted.
She subconsciously wanted to push Xiao Hei away, but Shuanzi Niang stopped her.
"It hurt a little at first, but it will get better gradually. Mei'er, please bear with me!" Mother Shuanzi coaxed patiently.
"It hurts so much, I can't do it anymore..."
In the end, Yang Huamei couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to escape, her tears falling down like broken beads.
The joy of becoming a mother for the first time could not cover up the instinctive pain in my body.
Shuanzi Niang and the others held Xiao Hei who was crying loudly, feeling anxious and helpless.
"Mei'er, don't do this. Not all mothers are born like this. For the sake of the baby, you try again..."
Shuanzi Niang persuaded again.
Yang Huamei shook her head like a rattle: "If you want to try, you have to try later. I'm going to die from the pain right now."
"It's not like we don't have sugar water and rice soup at home. Please feed my son some of these to fill his stomach!" she yelled.
Mrs. Tan also said the same thing: "My daughter has just given birth and needs to rest and support herself."
"You breast-feeders and nuns, hurry up and find a way to feed the child and let me, Mei'er, have a good rest!"
Shuanzi Niang had no choice but to turn around and make some sugar water.
Sun and Yang Ruoqing stood in the room for a while, then stood up and left.
"Have a good rest, aunt. I'll come back to see you and the children in two days." Yang Ruoqing came to the bedside and said goodbye to Yang Huamei.
Yang Huamei was eating the bone soup noodles sent by Sun in her hand.
Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Okay, okay, Qing'er, come over and help me take care of the child when you have time!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded: "Yes, I will."
Wang Shuanzi saw Sun and Yang Ruoqing out of the courtyard, "Third sister-in-law, Qing'er, you have a good trip, I won't see you off any more."
Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "The most lacking thing in your family now is manpower. It is important to go back quickly to help take care of the children."
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The mother and daughter left the noisy Lao Wang's house and walked towards the entrance of the village.
On the way, Yang Ruoqing was still recalling the previous scene of Xiao Hei crying and found it very interesting, so she pestered Sun to ask about what happened to herself and her two younger brothers when they were young.
Sun smiled and recalled all the while telling her the things that were firmly stored in the depths of the woman's mind.
The journey home, with these sweet memories, soon came to an end.
"Mom, sister, I'm going to the village to call you." As soon as they arrived at the gate of the yard, Daan came out and met her head on.
"Why are you calling us?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Da'an said: "Brother-in-law is back. He has brought back a lot of things. He is talking to dad in the main room!"
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"Wow, how did you travel across the mountains and ridges with so many years' worth of goods?"
In the main room, Yang Ruoqing looked at the piles on the table, the piles on the chairs, and the large and small gift boxes in front of her, and couldn't help but ask Luo Fengtang, who was drinking tea.
Luo Fengtang put down the tea bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "I was driving a carriage and came back from the official road to the east, so I was delayed for a few days."
So it turns out you’re not going over Mianniu Mountain?
No wonder!
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I will give away some of these new year's goods later."
All these new year's goods were brought back by Luo Fengtang from the south.
There are many things in this area that are difficult to buy even if you have money.
Yang Ruoqing was very satisfied with his move.
