Chapter 1433 Can’t Cry (Second Update)
“Feed him something to eat and drink some rice cereal, sugar water or something, and then he fell asleep.”
“I have to wake up crying again after an hour. , and then feed again, sometimes I worry that he will be strangled to death!"
"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened in surprise.
This is the first time she has heard of such a feeding method. Isn’t that just cramming?
"It's hard to digest if you eat too much. He's only such a big man after all..." Yang Ruoqing said.
Yang Huamei said: "I understand, but other coaxing methods will not work. Only feeding works."
"Besides, the soundproofing of the mud house is not very good. I'm afraid that if he cries for a long time, it will wake up Dabai in the next room, which will be even more troublesome," Yang Huamei said.
"Is it possible that Xiao Hei is not feeling well somewhere?" Yang Ruoqing asked guessingly.
Yang Huamei shook his head: "At first we thought about this, but it was not the case."
"I was afraid that I was frightened somewhere and lost my soul. I even tried to summon the soul, but it didn't work." If you drink my milk, the child will not feel at ease. It will be fine when he is older." Yang Huamei said.
Sun said: "What's going on? Back then, we advised you to endure the pain and let the two children drink your milk."
"The child is not well-behaved. Just hold it in your mouth and everything will be at ease.”
“The daughter-in-law of our farmer’s family can feed her baby at the entrance of the village, in the corner of the courtyard, on the edge of the field, and even while standing.”
"Adults don't have to work hard, and children are comfortable too. How great!" Mrs. Sun said.
Yang Huamei looked remorseful, "I do regret it now, Qing'er, when you give birth to the child, no matter how painful it is, you must insist on breastfeeding the child by yourself."
"Look at your aunt, eight months, I feel like eight years have passed!"
Hearing Yang Huamei's joking words, Yang Ruoqing laughed again.
After thinking about it carefully, I felt that what Yang Huamei and Sun said made sense.
Originally, I saw that the two twins could grow so cute and strong without drinking breast milk.
Yang Ruoqing has also thought about letting her children drink goat's milk in the future. Mianmian grew up drinking goat's milk. Now she is almost three years old, smart and beautiful.
Let your children drink goat's milk so that your vagina will not sag, right?
But now, after hearing this, I witnessed it all with my own eyes.
Yang Ruoqing was shaken.
Pregnancy and childbirth are the functions God gave to women when they created her.
When a woman becomes a mother, she cannot wrong her children in order to keep her breasts high.
Breastfeeding, on the one hand, can provide the child with various nutrients needed for growth and keep the child healthy.
On the other hand, it is also a way to promote the relationship between mother and child.
The child was lying in her mother's arms, holding milk in her mouth, stroking her mother's warm skin with her little hands, and staring at her mother.
In this way, day by day, night by night, the feeling of safety will be implanted in the child's heart.
Let him, who is new to this world, feel solid, warm and confident.
It will be beneficial to his life-long growth and personality shaping.
So, Yang Ruoqing decided to insist on breastfeeding her child no matter what!
"Mei'er, come and see, Xiao Hei's thing has appeared again, what should we do!"
Over there, Mother Shuanzi, who was coaxing Xiao Hei, suddenly let out an exclamation.
Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, thought of something, then handed the egg bowl to Mrs. Sun beside her, got up and ran over there.
Yang Ruoqing also followed with Dabai in her arms.
Shuanzi Niang has already placed Xiao Hei on the rocking chair and lifted up Xiao Hei's shirt, revealing his little toad belly.
There was a bright red thing bulging out from the belly button.
Yang Ruoqing was shocked when she saw that thing at first glance and said it was a bit dirty.
I thought it was Xiao Hei’s ***!
"What is this?" She asked quickly: "Does it look like a water chestnut? The little black belly button is covered!"
Hearing Yang Ruoqing ask, Yang Huamei She was helpless and said: "This big thing is Xiao Hei's belly button!" "Huh?" Yang Ruoqing was even more shocked, and the Sun family next to her also had a surprised look on her face.
"Why is this happening?" Mrs. Sun asked in surprise.
Yang Huamei said: "That's what Xiao Hei is like. When he gets angry, he cries."
"The more he cries, the more annoyed he becomes, and his belly button feels like it has been blown out."< br>
Sun Shi said: "Then you have to see the doctor..."
Yang Huamei said: "After seeing it, I also went to Yihechun in the town to see it. The doctors all said what is this... Oh, I also Can’t call.”
"In short, there is no right medicine. The only thing I can do is to coax him as much as possible to calm his anger."
"When he is older, he will get better slowly."
Yang Huamei There was no time to explain too much to Mrs. Sun, because as he spoke, Xiao Hei's anger level was still rising.
The ‘Water Chestnut’ grew longer at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made one’s scalp feel cold.
Yang Huamei quickly picked up Xiao Hei and coaxed her softly.
Xiao Hei was still struggling in Yang Huamei's arms, kicking and beating him, but Yang Huamei couldn't bear to get angry anymore.
In one round, Xiao Hei slapped the hairpin off Yang Huamei's head.
Yang Huamei’s hair was loose and disheveled, so Xiao Hei tore Yang Huamei’s hair and slapped Yang Huamei in the face.
Yang Huamei was still coaxing her patiently...
'Little Hei, my mother's little sweetheart...' she shouted like this.
Yang Ruoqing was very touched.
Looking at Yang Huamei's current appearance, and then thinking about her former sister-in-law, she is completely different.
Poor parents in the world, every child really has to honor his parents.
Especially my mother!
After growing up like this, Xiao Hei grew up and married his own wife.
Will he still remember how his mother brought him up when he was a child?
People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places.
It is natural and natural for everyone to love their own cubs.
If only I could give 30% of my love for my son back to my parents.
Then this person is a true filial son.
...
The days, like flowing water, flow forward after the busy and fulfilling sunrise and sunset.
One autumn rain, one cold, one autumn wind and one cool.
The chrysanthemums in Yang Ruoqing’s yard are in bloom.
The fragrant floral fragrance fills the air.
When the sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom, the Mid-Autumn Festival in the old calendar is approaching.
The moon is round and people are reunited.
On this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan happened to have the third family to support them.
Yang Huazhong saw that the old couple, especially Tan, had been in a bad mental state since Yang Huaan passed away.
Yang Huazhong privately approached Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin, planning to have a good Mid-Autumn Festival.
By the way, September is Tan’s 60th birthday, so we decided to do it together during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Invite Yang Huamei, little old Yangtou and the others, and let's have a good time.
(End of this chapter)