After the main room was cleaned up, the six young men in the kitchen immediately couldn't wait and rushed over.
Old man Su, the eldest son Su Jiang and his son Su An, the second eldest son Su He and his two sons Su Wen and Su Wu were all standing outside the curtain of the room door.
"Old lady, how are you? Are you okay, adults and children?" Old Man Su asked loudly through the curtain.
Immediately, the old woman of the Su family could be heard yelling in the house, "Bao Bao has been born. Mother and daughter are safe. What should I do to cheer her up?"
After asking a few words, old man Su cleared his throat and quietly retreated.
I feel relieved.
Mother and daughter are safe. The eldest daughter-in-law has given birth to a baby girl.
Knowing that she had an extra daughter, Su Da's face overflowed with a joyful smile, "Mom, can I pick up the curtain and take a look?"
After saying that, I couldn't wait to reach out my hand first, wanting to pick up a corner of the door curtain to see my wife and daughter in the room.
As soon as he stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the door curtain, he was slapped accurately by someone in the room.
There was a snap, and the back of my hand immediately felt hot.
Su Da, "..." Mom has no power at all.
"What are you looking at? It's so cold today that the dogs don't move out of their dens. You opened the curtains and the cold wind blew in. Can the newborn baby see the wind now? It's not his first time to be a father. How come he still doesn't understand anything? ?" The old woman cursed angrily, "Go to the kitchen, take out a handful of rice from the rice vat, and make some rice soup for Yaobao to eat first."
After a pause, he ordered, "Second brother, kill the old hen at home and bring the chicken soup to the pot!"
The old woman gave orders repeatedly, but no one else in the family said anything. Liu Yuelan became anxious first and struggled to sit up, "Mom, just make some rice soup for Yao Bao. Just keep the old hen, right? It can be used when the weather warms up. Down--"
Before she could finish her words, the old woman glared over, "Am I in charge or are you in charge? That old hen won't lay eggs for half a month, so keeping it is just a waste of rice and grain!"
Seeing her mother-in-law's face darken, the second daughter-in-law hurriedly and quietly tapped Liu Yuelan's arm to signal her to be silent.
The two sisters are usually responsible for cooking, so they know what is going on at home.
The rice vat has long since reached its bottom, and the remaining rice is not enough to fill a measuring cylinder.
That old hen was the only valuable living thing in the house.
The mother-in-law would say this, just to find an excuse to patch up the eldest daughter-in-law.
After giving birth to a baby, if you don't get some good food to replenish your body, the baby will also starve if the adults don't breastfeed.
Liu Yuelan's eyes were slightly red and she said nothing, accepting her mother-in-law's kindness in her heart.
Outside the house, Su Da's eyes were slightly red. After the joy of becoming a father, the bitterness of living in embarrassment followed.
Su Er saw this and patted him hard on the shoulder, "Don't be pretentious at this time! I'm going to catch the chicken!"
Su Da wiped the corners of his eyes and walked to the kitchen with the three younger ones, "Okay, I'll boil the water!"
It's a good thing that my daughter-in-law gave birth safely. We really can't be pretentious at this time. The birth is the first hurdle, and the second hurdle has not passed yet.
Next, we need to ensure that the whole family can survive the winter safely.
Old Man Su stood by the door curtain with his hands behind his back and did not move. When the children were gone, he let out a sigh, turned his head and looked at the falling snowflakes outside the house, frowning.
"What are you doing?" The door curtain lifted a corner, and old woman Su's face appeared behind the curtain, and the pink side face of the newborn baby could be faintly seen in the swaddling clothes in her arms.
Old man Su's eyes were filled with smiles, and he knew that his wife was holding the baby in her arms to give him a look to satisfy his craving.
His eyes were glued to his little granddaughter's face, he was happy but reluctant to let go. Old man Su said, "It's cold, please put down the curtain quickly and don't let the baby see the wind. I don't know when the snow will stop. I'll go out later. Sweep the snow off the roof and reinforce the doors and windows... By the way, old woman, where did you put my quiver?"
Old Madam Su's face immediately turned cold, the door curtain fell down, and a loud voice came from behind the curtain, "What quiver, there isn't one!"
Even at this old age, the old guy doesn't even look at the condition of his old arms and legs, so he still wants to go hunting with a quiver?
What kind of weather is this? Young and strong men don’t dare to run into the mountains at this time!
"..."
Old man Su didn't dare to say anything anymore. He rubbed his nose and stepped back. He found a target bamboo broom from the house and swept away the snow.
"Yao Bao" listened to all this, smacked his lips and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, there was a faint scent of rice in my nose.
"My sister is awake! Grandma, mother! My sister is awake!"
Following a milky cry, a large group of people came around.
Yao Bao was still in a state of confusion when she felt hands gently picking her up. After getting closer, the warmth of the breath made her feel inexplicably close to him.
She was stunned for a moment. This feeling was so strange. In her mind, she had never been treated like this before.
Yao Bao raised his eyes and saw the young woman's face. The woman was looking at her, her eyes full of love and tenderness.
"Yao Bao is awake, are you hungry? Mom will feed you some rice soup."
Even the tone and voice of his words were softer than Yao Bao had ever heard before.
Because she has never experienced it, Yao Bao actually doesn't know what love is and tenderness is. She only knows that when the woman holds her and talks to her like this, she suddenly wants to cry.
But Yao Bao didn't understand why she wanted to cry, so she held back her tears with all her strength.
When she was in the laboratory, people in white coats would prick her with needles and poke tubes on her body every day. The pain was so painful that her body felt like it was going to tear. She cried at first, but later she stopped crying.
She understood something there.
Crying is useless.
"Mom, rice soup! Rice soup! Feed your sister quickly, she is hungry! She pouts!" The little boy squeezed at the front of the crowd shouted again.
This caused two other smaller boys to rush to serve rice soup, "Sister is hungry! I will serve rice soup!"
"I'll take it!"
"I'll take it!"
The rice soup was just served and placed on the old mottled four-legged wooden table at the head of the bed, still steaming.
Worried that the two children would spill the rice soup, a big hand picked up the rice soup bowl first, "Go, go! Don't make trouble! If you spill it, my sister will have nothing to eat!"
He Daxiang carefully picked up the rice soup and swept his two sons aside so that they would not get in the way.
The last handful of rice at home was boiled down to this bowl of rice oil.
The sister-in-law's milk has not yet come down, and if the rice soup is spilled again, Yaobao will really starve.
The newborn baby has nothing to eat and cannot survive in such a cold weather.
Su Dazhu was at the bedside. He finally managed to come in and see his daughter. His eyes were unwilling to move, and he could only smile silly. His reaction was slower than a beat or two. At this moment, he finally knew how to take over, "Brother and sister, I'll do it, I'll do it!" "
"What are you doing here? You rough men, don't feed the rice soup to Yao Bao's nose or to the side!" The gray cloth curtain was lifted up, and the cold wind penetrated through the gap. Old woman Su held the The thick porcelain bowl walked in, quickly lowered the curtain, and shouted back the man, "I'll feed Yaobao!"
Then she said to Liu Yuelan, "The chicken soup is ready. Drink it while it's hot. Keep it close to Yao Bao so you can have milk for the next meal."
