In the room, all that was left was sighs one after another.
"Stop saying anything, Sister-in-law Li Zheng, I'm going to dress Dazhi here. You can help me bring over the bowl of porridge later and I'll feed it to him," Yang Ruoqing said again.
Li Zheng's wife hurried out of the house, and soon came in with a bowl of porridge.
Yang Ruoqing held Dazhi in her arms and fed Dazhi porridge one spoon after another.
Dazhi is very well-behaved and cooperative. He probably feels hungry now that his fever has gone down.
The little mouth ate one bite after another, and the little eyes looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing also looked at the child. Although she was not her own child, she felt that she was very close to the child and liked it.
Li Zheng's wife stood aside and watched, unable to help but look a little fascinated.
"If they didn't know that this child was born to an alcoholic wife, and looking at him like this, most people would really think that it's Miss Yang and you are his biological mother."
Li Zheng's wife couldn't help but say what she was thinking.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.
He glanced at the two of them and said, "My son Chen'er is as big as Dazhi."
"The facial features and facial features are very similar to Dazhi. Otherwise, I wouldn't have admitted my mistake when I first saw Dazhi," she said.
Li Zheng's wife nodded and sighed again.
"Hey, Miss Yang, don't be too sad. If you look slowly, you will definitely find it. We have to think on the bright side to have hope." She comforted.
Yang Ruoqing forced out a smile and nodded.
I will never give up. As long as I live one day, I will never give up searching!
Here, the drunkard's wife didn't say a word, she still looked at Yang Ruoqing silently, and then at Dazhi.
The woman gritted her teeth gently and had something in her heart. She was about to say it impulsively when Yang Ruoqing spoke up.
"Not bad, not bad. Dazhi ate the porridge in the bowl. With enough food in his stomach, the disease will recover faster," she said.
Li Zheng's wife also smiled, leaned over and pinched Dazhi's face gently.
"Well, he is really a good boy."
"Then I'll put away the bowls and basins, and you, mother and son, can take a rest early," she said.
"Sister-in-law Li Zheng, thank you very much. We, mother and son, are in your house and causing trouble for you..." The drunkard's wife stood up with the little child in her arms and said.
Li Zheng's wife smiled and shook her head, "It's okay. It's not easy for you either. It's heartbreaking to see you."
"I'm leaving first, you guys should rest early."
After Li Zheng's wife went out, two adults, Li Zheng's wife and Yang Ruoqing, were left in the room.
The other four children were taken to take a bath by Li Zheng and Luo Fengtang. They had arranged to sleep with the men tonight.
In the room, Yang Ruoqing put Dazhi back under the quilt and gave him a small pill with licorice added.
She made this little pill specifically for Baby Luo.
Children cannot bear and resist the medicines used to treat coughs and colds, which are so painful that they can cut off the root of the tongue.
So she asked Fu Bo to make some of this slightly sweet confectionery. A small pill that does not change the properties of the medicine.
I didn't expect that it would come in handy right now.
"Is it delicious?" She asked softly, stroking Dazhi's hair.
Dazhi chewed the small pill in his little mouth, with a hint of smile in his innocent eyes, and nodded gently.
Shy and delicate like a girl.
"It's delicious." He answered Yang Ruoqing in a childish voice.
This was the first time Yang Ruoqing heard Da Zhi's voice, and she felt that Luo Baobao spoke much more clearly.
"Drunkard sister-in-law, Dazhi just lets him sleep well. If he wakes up in the middle of the night, feed him some water."
Yang Ruoqing turned around and said to the alcoholic wife here.
"I've also gone back to the room over there to rest. You should also rest early." Yang Ruoqing said.
The drunkard's wife nodded and said, "Will the drunkard be tied up all night?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "They said he drank too much. If he wasn't tied up, he would be noisy all night long."
"Tie him up for a night first and let him have a good sleep. When he is completely sober tomorrow, we can have a good talk with him."
The drunkard's wife nodded, "Is he alone in the boat?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "In the afternoon, I threw him into the cabin alone. Later, when we were having dinner, Brother Li Zheng also passed by."
"He was entrusted to the couple on another boat. Brother Zuo also gave the couple a hundred dollars and asked them to have snacks tonight and go over to see him a few times."
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, the alcoholic wife nodded.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, after a long day of hard work, it's getting late, let's go to bed."
The drunkard's wife saw Yang Ruoqing was about to leave and couldn't help but call her out again.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
The drunkard's wife glanced at the ambition on the bed, hesitated, and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Miss Yang, may I ask how many children you have in your family now?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Originally, we gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. My son was stolen by bad guys when he was three months old."
"After that, she was never found again, and there is no news at all. Now the family is guarding a little girl," she said.
The drunkard's wife nodded.
She glanced at the ambition on the bed again, then turned to ask Yang Ruoqing: "Miss Yang, I, I, I have to say something. If you don't listen, I beg you not to be angry. Treat it as a joke, okay?"
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "Tell me, what are you talking about?"
The drunkard's wife bit her lip, as if she had gathered all her courage.
"Miss Yang, do you like my ambition?" she asked.
Yang Ruoqing said without hesitation: "This kid is very annoying, of course I like him."
More importantly, he looks similar to Chen'er.
When the drunkard's wife heard this, her face showed a bit of joy, and then asked Yang Ruoqing: "Miss Yang, then, if I ask Dazhi to recognize you as my godmother, will you agree?"
"ah?"
Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, glanced at Dazhi, and then at the woman in front of her who looked expectant.
For a moment, I was a little confused about the situation.
"There's no problem in accepting me as your godmother. The problem is, your hometown is from Yangzhou. When you go back this time, you're from all over the world. Is there any difference between accepting me and not recognizing her?" she said.
Regardless of whether she admits it or not, she will give the child some money when she leaves.
She had already made this idea.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, the drunkard's wife continued: "What, Miss Yang, if you don't mind that my ambition is not yours, and you are willing to give him a bite to eat, take him away!"
"ah?"
Yang Ruoqing was really confused now. She pointed at her nose and asked the woman in front of her: "What do you mean? Do you want to give Dazhi to me? Let me take him back to my home." Raise?"
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