Yang Ruoqing was not surprised by this.
"Xiu'er's child was born with deficiencies in her mother's womb. Although Li Xiu'er has plenty of milk, I heard from my sister-in-law that Xiu'er doesn't eat enough." Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huamei.
"Even if he was fed milk five or six times a day, he would not be able to eat it before taking a few mouthfuls each time. So overall, the milk he eats in one day is not as much as other children eat in two meals. How could he grow? sturdy?"
"In addition, I stayed at the town hospital for seven or eight days during this trip, and I was sick at home for several days before. All in all, this child has been sick for nearly a month, so he is naturally thinner and less likely to gain weight. It’s meat.”
After listening to Yang Ruoqing's analysis, Yang Huamei felt that it made sense.
"Hey, it's true. I went over to visit him today and saw him lying in the cradle. His little face was not as wide as my palm."
"When my Dabai and Xiaohei were just a hundred days old, you went to give them a bath, right? Who was there who joked that these two boys were so fat that their legs were almost as thick as an adult's arms."
"At that time, every family in the village liked to visit me when they had any happy events. They all said that I was a lucky person and gave birth to two big, fat boys who were very popular. Hahaha..." Recalling the two boys when they were young Yang Huamei couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
Yang Ruoqing also smiled.
In my heart, I said, Auntie, you are only surprised that other people's children are thin. In fact, your Dabai and Xiaohei have been living in the surprise and comments of others behind their backs.
Why?
Because Dabai and Xiaohai are fatter than the other.
When they are under eight years old, they give people the impression that they are thick-headed and fatter than ordinary children.
Plus, they are twins, so when they walk outside, one is black and the other is white, like two cute little bears, and everyone likes to tease them.
Now the two boys have grown up to be in their teens. As they have grown up, they are naturally no longer cute and only remain fat.
This is like the child star Hao Shaowen. When many people mention Hao Shaowen, a chubby little monk naturally comes to mind when he mentions Hao Shaowen. He wears a pair of oversized black sunglasses and looks like he would not recognize his steps when walking around.
But what about Hao Shaowen when he grows up?
When everyone mentioned him, they would only shake their heads and say that the child was disabled...
The same goes for Dabai and Xiaohei, but Yang Huamei doesn't know that she is their mother.
Of course, Yang Ruoqing would not point this out in front of Yang Huamei. That would be the result of low emotional intelligence.
"Auntie, do you have anything else to do?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
I don't feel very comfortable, so I don't want to talk much.
Yang Huamei shook her head: "There's nothing else to do. The main thing is that I came here to talk to you. What, do you have something?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly and pointed to her belly: "I have something wrong with me and I don't have much energy. I want to sleep for a while."
Yang Huamei still understood what he said, and quickly stood up and said: "Cheng Chengcheng, you can rest for a while, I'll go talk elsewhere, take care of yourself."
Yang Ruoqing smiled gratefully, "Then it's not a good reception. When I feel better, I'll invite you over to talk."
After Yang Huamei left, Yang Ruoqing lowered the curtain and curled up sideways into a shrimp.
It seems that only in this way can some physical discomfort be relieved.
Just like that, half awake and half asleep, I didn't sleep well, and even had several dreams.
Dreams are also intermittent fragments. What I dreamed about was the first time I had my first period that year.
It was the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month that year, and the Chinese New Year was just around the corner. Because the tofu business aroused jealousy, someone tampered with it.
In order to protect her, her father, Yang Huazhong, took the blame and was caught in the county jail.
On a night when dripping water turned into ice, she and Luo Fengtang rushed to the county government office overnight...
They couldn't afford to stay in a good inn, so the two of them stayed in an extremely simple inn. They couldn't afford to live in two rooms, so they shared one room.
There, she transformed from a little girl into a young girl and had her first menstrual period.
At that time, I was in a hurry and felt uncomfortable, so I huddled up in bed.
The two unforgettable scenes are when Luo Fengtang went out in the middle of the night to find a few taels of brown sugar and soaked it in water for her to drink.
When she woke up, she saw him squatting in the corner washing her dirty panties...
Now I feel stomach discomfort again, and when I feel so dizzy from the pain, I have been dreaming about these dreams, and these fragments are coming over and over again.
In a daze, she seemed to feel a pair of warm hands gently covering her forehead.
There is a bit of roughness between the fingers, which is the callus for holding the sword.
She opened her eyes just a slit and could not clearly see the owner of the hand. She could only vaguely see the sleeves exposed from the tiger's mouth. The black sleeve edges were embroidered with cloud patterns with gold thread.
This is her needlework, and her embroidery work can only embroider three patterns, namely the gardenia she likes, the begonia flower that represents his name, and this golden thread moiré.
Could it be that Tang Yazi is back?
Yang Ruoqing tried her best to open her eyes, but found that the room was quiet, the curtain was still hanging on the ground, and there was no one else on the bed except her.
It turns out to be Nankeyimeng...
Disappointed, he fell asleep again.
Drowsily, she felt someone calling softly in her ear. It was familiar and kind. This voice made her feel at ease.
Has this dream started again?
She thought to herself, and the corners of her lips curved into a slight smile.
If it was a dream, she would rather not wake up.
After a while, someone gently lifted her back up, and she seemed to fall into a warm embrace.
"Qing'er, be good, open your mouth, drink the sugar water and your stomach will stop hurting."
This time, Luo Fengtang's voice was no longer so ethereal, like it was from the horizon.
This time, it rang in her ears and directly transmitted to her brain, central nervous system.
Her eyelids moved, and she felt half asleep.
The spoon touched the corner of her lips, and a stream of warm and sweet liquid slid into her mouth. She suddenly opened her eyes.
What came into view was a familiar handsome face, but his deep black eyes were full of anxiety and worry.
"Tangyazi?"
Yang Ruoqing didn't dare to blink and looked straight at him.
"It's me, I'm back." Luo Fengtang smiled gently at her, his eyes as gentle as water.
"Silly girl, why are you so sick? Come on, drink the sugar water." He added, and the spoon in his hand was brought to her lips.
Yang Ruoqing stared at him unblinkingly, not daring to look away for fear that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
His lips opened mechanically, and he took the sugar water from the spoon and swallowed it.
"Gulu...Gulu..."
One sound after another, regardless of whether it was a little hot or not.
Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly, "Silly girl, why are you drinking in such a hurry? Carefully burn your tongue."
Yang Ruoqing said: "The dream I had before was all about you. I'm afraid it will be a dream within a dream again. In the dream, even if you give me a drink of hot molten iron, I won't be afraid of it getting hot and it won't melt."
Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, and his heart ached as if it was about to explode from his chest.
"Right..."
Before he could say anything, Yang Ruoqing suddenly moved.
She reached out and took the bowl in his hand, raised her head and drank the remaining half of the sugar water in the bowl.
He burped, raised his hand to wipe the water stains from the corner of his mouth, leaned forward and hooked his neck, squeezing himself into his arms.
"Stop talking and hug me!"
