Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 272 Fate

  Mother Chen poured the boiled milk out of a small bowl. The smell of the milk wafted through the kitchen, even the people in the yard could smell it.

  Man Bao and they followed Chen’s mother’s buttocks into the main room in a series, watching her breastfeed the child.

  Milk still had some taste, which was obviously different from the rice soup he had drunk before, so the child habitually vomited out.

  I couldn't feed it like this several times in a row. Mother Chen couldn't help but feel a little anxious. This milk is not good enough, how could it be so wasted?

  Mother Chen couldn't help but press his lips, she just poured the milk in instead of taking out the spoon.

  Qiansi sat aside and watched, startled, and quickly pulled away her hand. The child was already coughing. His face was red and then a little blue. He moved his hands and feet with difficulty, and then became slower and slower.

  Man Bao was not happy anymore. He pushed Mother Chen and picked up the child, turned around and handed it to her mother, "Mother, you hold me."

Qian took the child quickly, wiped off what he had vomited, and gently succumbed to him. Seeing his movement slowed down, he just groaned and took the spoon in Chen's mother's hand. Feed him carefully.

She said softly to Chen, who got up to look at it with concern: "Children have tempers. They are just like adults. They feel uncomfortable naturally. We are adults. We can speak out when we are uncomfortable. We will cry and curse. He is a child and nothing is good, but he is in a bad mood for sure."

Qian said: "You have also heard the doctor say, this child is holding back too much, he is a little bad, and he is hungry, and his temper is definitely bigger than the average child. At this time, you have to follow him, otherwise What are you doing with a child who was just born? In the end, it was not yourself who suffered?"

   "Yes." Chen responded, looked at her mother, and said: "Auntie, give him to me, I'll feed it."

   "No," Qian said with a smile: "You are still not moving, and I have nothing to do here, so what's the matter with you?"

  Qian put a towel on his chest and nursed him carefully, and if he vomited, he let him vomit.

  When breastfeeding, children will spit up, let alone goat’s milk.

  In Qian’s view, the Bai family had sent a whole sheep here. Are they afraid that the child’s milk is not enough?

  She patiently followed this child to play the game of "feeding and vomiting". She is more patient than adults, and most children are incomparable.

  Sure enough, he didn’t know if he was tired and didn’t want to vomit anymore, or he was too hungry to bear it. He took a bite and then he didn’t vomit again.

  At this time, the half bowl of milk also bottomed out.

  Mother Chen looked at the semi-wet towel, her heart ached, but when Qian looked over, she went to the kitchen and poured another half bowl.

  Qian Shi finished feeding him.

  The child was still smashing his mouth, but Qian didn’t feed him anymore. “Such a small child has a low appetite, but he should feed it frequently and feed it again after an hour.”

   Zhou Hu came in from outside and asked with concern: "Did he drink it?"

  Qian carefully wiped the milk stains on him, and smiled: "Drink it."

Zhou Hu heaved a sigh of relief, looked down at the little son, then at his wife, and said, "From now on, this child will be called Sanshou, and he will go down with his brothers."

  This was originally the name they thought of for the child. It was thought of when Dafu was born, and it can be used regardless of whether it is a son or a daughter.

  But since the birth of the child, he has not given a name because he, like the doctor, feels that the probability of the child's survival is very low.

  If you can't survive, of course there is no need to name it.

  But now that the child drinks the milk, the hope of survival is even greater.

  The Qian family has raised many children and is very good at taking care of children. Regardless of whether the Chen family is already the mother of two children, it is far behind the Qian family in this respect.

  So the husband and wife listened carefully to her instructions. When she was about to leave, Zhou Hu filled her with a large pot of sweet wine and asked her to take it back to eat.

  He grinned, "Auntie, this sweet wine nourishes blood and warms up, take it back and give it to Brother Dalang to taste it."

  Zhou Dalang had bleeding during a fight some time ago, and he has been training at home.

  Qian did not refuse, but accepted it.

  Man Bao volunteered to carry it.

  Of course, she couldn't carry it by herself, so Bai Shanbao helped her with it.

  Qian is not really powerless, so he directly took the basin from the hands of the two of them, glanced at the two of them, and said: "Go home quickly."

  Zhou Hu also wanted to send some sweet wine to the Bai family, but he felt that it was too cheap to give away at the moment.

  Qian is not sensitive to other people's affairs, and leads the two children back to Zhou's home without knowing it.

She couldn't help boasting the two children. Of course, it was Bai Shanbao who emphasized the praise. She touched his little head and smiled: "Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level buddha. No matter whether you can survive the third life, you will end up. With the blessing, there will always be blessings in the future."

  Bai Shanbao looked at Qian with bright eyes.

The excitement of Zhou Hu’s house also lasted for one day. Family and friends gathered to visit Chen and their children today. They delivered rice, noodles and eggs. After all the etiquette, they all dispersed. Everyone can do whatever they want. There is still a lot in the field. There is work to be done.

  Mother Chen stayed to take care of the Chen family. There was no way. Zhou Hu’s parents had passed away two years earlier, and there was no one to take care of the Chen family.

  Man Bao and Bai Shanbao consciously had fate with Sanshou, so they often ran to their house to see him after school. Chen still lay in bed and could not move, but Sanshou grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, his face became less blue and white. It is said that he would eat eight times a day, each time it was a small bowl; then the redness on his face disappeared a bit, and his facial features became clearer; finally, the cry was no longer thin. It's dense, once he peeed, and started crying uncomfortably. Although it didn't scare Man Bao, his voice was a lot louder.

  Because of this, although Chen still lay down and couldn't get out of bed, the smiles on his face also increased.

Man Bao was attracted by this little baby and left Poria behind her head. It was still one day. On Thursday, Lang limped and came back with a basket of wild mushrooms. She only knew that she had never been able to find him again at home. Poria, but the wild mushroom business is doing well.

   But obviously, this business has also been hit now.

On Thursday Lang was very angry. He put down the basket and said, "Although the mountain has been divided, unless there is good wood or something that you planted, the game grows in this mountain. I have never heard of which family belonged to them. They are better off. Just use the **** to chase us. Fortunately, we ran fast, otherwise they would grab all the things in the bag."

  Friday Lang was also very angry, "Four brothers fell behind with something on his back, and fell down. Fortunately, he didn't break his bones, otherwise they would look good."

  (End of this chapter)