Nan Fengling raised his head slightly and took a sip.
After drinking it, she felt much more relaxed, and her tense heart suddenly felt relieved.
Nan Fengling lowered her hands slightly, looked at Du Wanchun and said, "Sister-in-law, Ah Zhao seems to be fine..."
Du Wanchun reached out and gently brushed away her sweat-wet hair, and said warmly: "Don't worry, Third Brother Jiren has his own destiny, and nothing will happen to him."
Nan Fengling smiled and nodded.
In order not to disturb Nan Fengling's rest, Aunt Zhou took the child out, leaving Du Wanchun alone to take care of her.
Afterwards, he asked Aunt Zhuang to boil brown sugar eggs and deliver them to Nan Fengling. ?.?????.???
Du Wanchun fed Nan Fengling on the side and left her house after she had eaten enough and fell asleep.
As soon as she went out, she saw Mrs. Wu waiting at the door.
Madam Wu glanced inside and asked, "Sister Wanchun, sister Nanfeng, how are you doing?"
Du Wanchun smiled and replied: "Everything is fine, as long as you have a good confinement period."
Mrs. Wu also breathed a sigh of relief. She looked down at her slightly swollen belly and smiled: "If I had been cured a few months earlier, I could have helped feed Sister Nanfeng's child."
Du Wanchun took two steps closer, took her hand and said, "Sister Wu, your current identity is no longer the wet nurse you once were."
Mrs. Wu let out a long sigh and said, "To be honest, I really miss the days when I was a wet nurse in the Zhou family. At that time, although life was poorer, it was also relaxed and comfortable."
Du Wanchun smiled and said: "Brother Wei is an upright man. Even if you go to Beidi, your life will definitely get better and better in the future."
Madam Wu put away her melancholy and said, "I hope so."
Du Wanchun held her hand and walked out, "Okay, Empress Wu, don't think about these things anymore. Let's not forget Xiao Mianmian's birthday today."
She said, walking towards the front yard.
When Du Wanchun came to the front yard, he saw Zhou Ruiyuan sitting with little Mianmian on his lap. Then he lowered his head and patiently peeled melon seeds for her to eat.
He lowered his head and patiently picked at the skin of melon seeds with his slender hands. The serious look on his face was just like studying at night before the scientific examination in the past.
Little Mianmian sat on his lap, with her round eyes open and her mouth wide open, waiting for her father to feed her.
"Ms. Mianmian," Du Wanchun called softly to the two of them.
When Xiao Mianmian heard the call, she quickly rolled off Zhou Ruiyuan's lap and ran towards Du Wanchun, "Mother~"
Du Wanchun reached out to hug her, held her in his hands, and asked with a smile: "What good food can daddy give you?"
At this time, Xiao Mianmian took out a small handful of peeled melon seeds from her arms and said, "Eat this, mother~ you can try it too~"
Du Wanchun took a melon seed kernel from her hand and gently touched the bridge of her nose. "Mother, only eat one. Mianmian will eat the rest by herself."
Xiao Mianmian rolled off her body like a little loach, and then distributed the melon seeds in her hand to Mrs. Wu and Aunt Zhuang who had just walked in from the kitchen.
The little baby jumped up and down and then went to the backyard, giving melon seeds to everyone she met.
Du Wanchun and Mrs. Wu were amused by her little appearance.
Zhou Ruiyuan wiped his hands with a handkerchief and secretly raised his eyes to look at his wife's smile.
Unknowingly, I saw God.
Until Doctor Xu came and interrupted them, "Shopkeeper Du, Zhou Dare, my wife and I are going back to Zhuangzi first."
Du Wanchun walked up to him and persuaded him: "Doctor Xu, we are all here today, why not stay for dinner? Today is the birthday of our three children."
Doctor Xu smiled, touched his beard, and said, "What a coincidence, Zhou Zhao's child is born on the same day as your child."
Du Wanchun turned around and poured him a cup of tea, "Yes, wait until next year, and the four little babies will celebrate their birthdays together."
Doctor Xu took the tea and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
Zhou Ruiyuan came to his senses and thanked Dr. Xu, then got up and went to the study, writing a letter to Zhou Zhao at the border about Nan Feng Ling giving birth today.
Zhou Zhao was seriously injured and fell unconscious on the bed.
His brother-in-law searched several nearby villages before he found a decent doctor.
After the doctor looked at it, he shook his head and said, "This general has lost too much blood. I'm afraid he won't survive until tomorrow."
Zhou Zhao was lying on the bed, feeling weak all over. He woke up for a while. He looked up at the doctor and found that his eyes were blurry and no one could be seen.
Finally, he closed his eyes and fainted again.
Uncle Zhou was really anxious, "Doctor, is there really no way to save him?"
