"I can't compare to my second sister in cooking skills, so I stayed up for two nights and made a skirt for the eldest lady. It will be suitable for the eldest lady to wear when she has hairpins!"
"Thank you Sanniang. The linen shoes Sanniang made for me last year. The ladies all praised the fine stitching and the beautiful style!"
Look, the two concubines are selling her off in front of her father, and her father's face is almost broken with laughter!
Mrs. Zhao was not angry either, and watched the concubines vying for favor with a smile.
The daughter she gave birth to is so adorable!
Mrs. You was very hungry, so she took a bite of crispy ground gourd and a mouthful of millet porridge.
After all, she didn't eat the roasted wild eggs alone. She broke off a piece of egg white for each of the two youngest ones, and the gas tankers narrowed their eyes happily.
While the family was enjoying themselves, her third uncle, who was as strong as a bear, came in with a pale face: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law! I, I'm going to have a baby, I'm going to have a baby!"
What the hell, her third uncle can have a baby?
She is eating her favorite wild egg yolk!
"Ka...ka..." He rolled his eyes and choked.
Mrs. Zhao didn't have time to take care of her daughter, so she took the rice porridge in the bowl and pulled it into her mouth in three or two strokes, and hurried to her third uncle's house.
Oh, it turns out that the third aunt is giving birth!
After swallowing a few big mouthfuls of millet porridge, she swallowed the egg yolk. Mrs. You was also happy for her third uncle and third aunt.
It's a good thing to have a new child. From now on, she will have one more little follower.
Knowing that it was not easy to give birth to a baby in ancient times, I did not expect that her mother-in-law did not return until a quarter of an hour before the eclipse of the second day (around 4 p.m.).
The whole person looked as pale as if he had been fished out of the water.
Before Mrs. You could ask, her ninth brother had already jumped up to Mrs. Zhao, waving her long sleeves and acting coquettishly: "Aniang, Aniang, is the third aunt giving birth to a younger brother or a younger sister?"
Xiao Jiu desperately wants to get rid of his status as the youngest member of the family!
I am very concerned about the next generation of my third uncle.
Mrs. Zhao hugged Xiao Jiu into her arms and sighed: "Your little sister is so pitiful. She lost her mother just after she was born! Your miserable third aunt, she is gone! How can your third uncle do this?" Feed the little lady and raise her up!"
Xiao Jiu's neck was a little painful from being strangled. After breaking it off, his mother didn't react at all. She said anxiously, "I want to see my sister. I want to take my sister home!"
"Oh! Why didn't I think of that?" Grandma, who was still melancholy just now, ran out again like a whirlwind.
Before the family even served the bowl, they saw an additional baby in the main room.
The children were so fresh that even the babies, who were several years old, had not yet experienced the sadness of losing a loved one, so they were watching the excitement around their swaddling babies.
"It's my sister! She doesn't have a calf!" The seventh brother carefully opened the swaddling clothes, he was as excited as if he had discovered a new world, and he was babbling.
"A younger sister is better. A younger sister is better than a stinky younger brother! Sister, I am the sixth brother!"
"There's me, there's me, I'm the ninth brother, not the ninth brother..."
"..."
Little Miss You, who was only less than a day old, became a favorite in no time!
The brothers watched intently and scrambled to hold her.
Mrs. You's tooth hurts when she sees it. She is no longer the only girl in the family, ugh!
The second brother saw his sister grinding her teeth and hurriedly patted her chest to express her loyalty: "Sister, you are the best. No matter how many sisters there are, none of them can be as good as my sister!"
"What's so good about my sister?" This person also doesn't play by the rules. She crosses her arms and crosses her chest, trying to embarrass her younger brother.
"Well, I am the most beautiful little lady in Jukeng, and I am also the one with the best temper toward my younger brother in Jukeng..."
Good guy, Madam You calls you good guy!
At just ten years old, he probably has the highest emotional intelligence in the whole family. He comes up with rainbow farts when he opens his mouth, and he seems so sincere!
The praise made her feel embarrassed, and she was embarrassed to compete with a baby for the favor of her brothers.
His parents died young, and the third brother, who was raised like a son by Dad You, finally managed to get him a wife and start a family!
Less than three years later, my sister-in-law died of postpartum hemorrhage.
The couple helped the third brother with the work for several days, and then returned home after burying the third brother and sister.
The funeral customs in the "big pit" are a bit strange. The parents, parents-in-law, and underage nephews of the deceased are not allowed to bury the deceased!
During the funeral, the two concubines took turns helping to take care of the newborn. During the day, they would go out to look for the newborn, and the woman who was nursing the baby helped to feed it.
At night, I feed her millet soup. The little one is quite easy to feed. Whether it's milk or rice soup, I won't refuse anyone who comes.
On the second day after the third aunt's burial, the unshaven third uncle squatted in the hall of her house, like a bereaved dog, looking numb as his sister-in-law held his daughter.
Dad You's brows furrowed: "Little lady, let's help you raise her. Eight or nine women in the tribe die giving birth to their babies every year! I can't blame you. Why are you making such a fuss?"
After a long while, the third uncle replied dully: "Brother, it's all Mr. Xian's fault for his incompetence! He's incompetent!"
Speaking of the only one in the "huge pit", the doctor can be regarded as an all-rounder. He can cure headaches and fever, and he dares to treat trauma and fractures.
For poisoned patients, he was bold in dispensing medicines and prescribed powerful medicines, which saved his life three times out of ten!
Only for postpartum syndrome, he couldn't do anything about it. Men and women were different, and he couldn't stare at a woman's private parts.
The women in the tribe rely entirely on the help of women who have given birth, and women like Zhao who have given birth to many children are especially popular.
"Hey, Doctor Xian is already forty-one this year. I don't know how many years he can live. Among our three tribes, he is the only one who knows how to heal. He is still childless, daughterless, and has no apprentices. What will happen in the future? Do it!”
"Brother, let me go out with them at the end of next month! Anyway, I'm alone now, so why not help the tribe explore the way out? What if, what if I find a way out?"
"It's not that my elder brother is pouring cold water on you. I have been looking for it for hundreds of years! I have tried every method! My grandfather often said in the past that our land is a trapped dragon formation created by an expert to trap our three tribes in No one can get out of here!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah, I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in! Brother! I'm afraid that my daughter or nephews will get sick or something in the future. We don't have any choice except letting Mr. Xian mess around!"
The third uncle finally burst into tears, which made him heartbroken and made Father You's eyes red.
Mrs. You listened for a while, and it seemed that her third uncle and her father were talking about a feat that the three tribes performed every two years.
Because this land is full of crises and life is short, everyone always wants to go out and see the outside world.
Generation after generation of ancestors have used their lives as searchlights, but still can't find the way out.
Where did their ancestors come from? No way of knowing!
How did you get here? Can't find the answer!
Not a single word was left behind. Maybe these secrets were taken into the graves when the ancestors passed away...
