An Ran asked Sister Chen to prepare meals for them, but it was already late and they hadn't come out yet. He told Dashan and left a girl waiting in the kitchen.
Ding Changhe and the others discussed it until late at night. Dashan hurried to the kitchen and asked the girl to heat up the food and bring it out.
A few people finished eating quickly and left overnight.
After Ding Changhe returned to the house, he saw that the mother and son were sleeping soundly. He did not light a lamp, so he relaxed his hands and feet and lay down beside them to sleep.
Early the next morning, Ding Changhe went to the military camp, and the father and son returned home together the next evening.
When loading the car in the afternoon, An's mother saw that An Ran had loaded half of the car's things. There are food, clothing, fabrics, and jewelry given by An Ran, including fabrics for babies and small gold lock bracelets.
"Of course, this is too much. Those who don't know better would think that Mom is here to enjoy the autumn breeze." ?.?????.???
An Qiao was also speechless, "Sister, my mother and I came here empty-handed. You can bring us a cart of things back. This is not allowed to be said by my brother-in-law."
"What are you talking about? Your brother-in-law is not that stingy. Pretend now and save yourself the trouble tomorrow."
When Xiao Shitou came back, he went to the town and bought a few large bags of snacks for his grandmother to take with her on the road.
An's mother wiped away tears as she looked at her sensible grandson. She didn't know when she would see him again after he left.
"Grandma, don't worry. When the medicine comes out from my uncle's place, I will go get it. Then you will see me again."
"Okay, okay, when you go, grandma will stew meat for you."
Mother An gave him the clothes she made for Xiao Shitou.
Xiao Shitou hugged the clothes and grinned happily. My mother loves me, and my grandmother and uncle also love me. It feels really good.
Early the next morning, Xiao Shitou helped his grandmother into the car, and the family of three took them to the avenue.
Mother An leaned forward and waved to them.
Ding Changhe sent four guards to escort him. When the car got on the road and slowly drove out of sight, An Ran couldn't help but cover her mouth to prevent herself from crying.
Ding Changhe held An Ran in his arms and turned back to the yard. Xiao Shitou followed, feeling a little depressed.
"Okay, I cried when I came and cried when I left. There are so many tears. If this happens all the time, I won't pick up my mother-in-law and the others next time."
An Ran glared at Ding Changhe and quickly wiped her tears.
In the countryside, no one's mother-in-law's family would stay in the married daughter's home for more than ten days. This would be criticized by her husband's family. An Ran was very happy that Ding Changhe could take the initiative to do this.
At this time, there was crying in the house, and the little stone rushed into the house in a few steps.
An Ran said: "Why are you running in such a hurry? Even if you go in, you can coax your brother."
But after An Ran entered the house, the crying stopped.
Ding Changhe quickly walked a few steps into the house and saw Xiao Shitou picking up his younger brother.
"Hurry up and put your brother down. You don't know how to hold a child. He is still so young. Give him to your mother as soon as possible."
Xiao Shitou said unhappily: "Look, he doesn't even cry now."
An Ran hurriedly took Zi Heng over and touched her butt, which was wet.
She hurriedly fetched water to clean him, and changed the urine meson with clean urine. An Ran said: "You two go out, I will breastfeed him. This child is so hungry that he is chewing his fingers."
Xiao Shitou pinched his younger brother's cheek and saw his younger brother's mouth turning towards his hand. He pinched the other side again, and his brother chased him this way again, which made the little stone very happy.
Ding Changhe saw it and slapped him, "Get out."
Little Shitou pouted unhappily and said, "Mom, I'll go up the mountain to catch some game."
"Go, take the people with you, don't go into the mountains."
"I know." As soon as he finished speaking, the person ran out.
Xiao Shitou ran away, and Ding Changhe sat next to An Ran and watched An Ran breastfeed his son.
The son clenched his little fists and sucked the milk hard. There was a faint hint of sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help but feel happy watching it.
"It's so hard to eat milk."
"How long can I stay this time?"
"I'll leave tomorrow. Things are too complicated right now and I really don't have much time to be at home. If anything happens, just find someone to send me a message."
An Ran smiled and said, "What can happen at home?"
After feeding, Ding Ziheng became more energetic. The face of the more than one-month-old child also expanded. If the father and son stood together, they would look so similar, one would be a smaller version of the other.
Ding Changhe played with his son all morning and didn't go to bed until he finished feeding him at noon.
Xiao Shitou came back in the afternoon, bringing with him a lot of harvest. Sister Chen hurriedly asked the two girls to help clean up and marinate what should be marinated.
After dinner in the evening, the father and son started practicing in the backyard. The four veterans also tried their skills, and Little Shitou discovered that although they were disabled, if they wanted to defeat them, even three or five young men might not be able to do it.
It seems that Dad asked them to come over to look at the warehouse as a nursing home, and they were indeed carefully selected.
When there were more people, the practice time in the evening became longer. Xiao Shitou played with a few veterans for a while, and each of them taught him some tricks. When Ding Changhe left, Xiao Shitou was still pestering the four veterans.
After the four veterans waited for Ding Changhe to leave, they relaxed their hands and taught Xiao Shitou privately. Although the general was not weak in skills, when it came to saving his life, the people below him had tricks.
After Ding Changhe washed up, he held his son and teased him at home. Ding Ziheng rarely cried after eating and drinking. Now he was babbling with his father.
