Chapter 3679 Premature Birth
Yang Ruoqing warned Xiao An: "In the future, you should try not to express your own opinions on the affairs of Fourth Uncle and the others. After all, you are still young, you are not married, and you are still separated by generations. ”
“Some words that are not spoken with sufficient intensity will make people think that you Contradicting your elders will not be good for your own reputation, and it will also embarrass our father."
Xiao An nodded, "Sister is right. If this happens again in the future, I won't say anything. If I have any ideas, I’ll tell you in private, and you’ll be responsible for conveying them.”
Yang Ruoqing smiled happily.
Then he turned to discuss with Yang Huazhong: "Dad, tomorrow is the Laba Festival. You and Xiao An will go to my place to celebrate the festival."
Yang Huazhong nodded.
Yang Ruoqing then added: "My uncle said that the fish pond will be filled in two days. Taking advantage of the lack of rain and snow these days, we can pickle the Chinese New Year's cured fish."
Yang Huazhong put down his chopsticks and said: "By the way, I also want to pickle the salted fish, wait." When your mother and the others come back during the Chinese New Year, they love to eat it.”
Yang Ruoqing nodded: “Salted fish must be pickled, as well as bacon and the like, but you can’t do it this year. Come to my place with Xiao An and let’s spend time together.”
Yang Huazhong said: "We just celebrated the Laba Festival together in the past, so we won't go during the New Year."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Why don't you come over? There are so many people and it's so lively."
Yang Ruoqing said Hua Zhong said: "Daughter, your kind father and your brother understand La."
"But we still have to cook the New Year's Eve dinner at home. It's not good to have a cold pot and a cold stove."
After hearing what Yang Huazhong said, Yang Ruoqing naturally wouldn't do it. Force it, because what dad said makes sense, it is a custom.
"By the way Qing'er, today I received a message from the security chief's entrustment, asking me to go to the town early tomorrow morning. I will go to every village in the ten miles and eight villages. It seems that some documents came down from the government, asking us all to Let’s go and listen!”
Yang Ruoqing said: “Yes, I know, let’s go tomorrow.”
“Do you have anything to buy?” Yang Huazhong asked again.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a while and said: "Dad, I don't have much brown sugar over there, only one pound is left. I want to go back and give it to Xiaoqin and Xiaoqin's children."
"Bring me a few kilograms of brown sugar tomorrow."
...
In the afternoon, Yang Ruoqing packed the remaining brown sugar at home and sent it to Xiaoqin.
When she first returned home, she came over to visit Xiaoqin and her son. During the time she was away, Xiaoqin was stimulated by being scolded by Daping Niang again and gave birth to a baby boy prematurely.
The baby boy is almost three months old now. Because the child was born prematurely, he is relatively thin.
In addition to the cold winter, Xiaoqin has not dared to take the child out since she gave birth, for fear of the wind.
"Well, it's warm in this room, like spring."
That was the first feeling Yang Ruoqing had when she entered the room.
Xiao Qin is sitting sideways on a stool to nurse her baby. There is a hanging basket next to her, with a small quilt spread in the hanging basket.
Hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Xiaoqin smiled towards her and said, "Brother Damo is afraid of freezing us ladies. I heard that Mrs. There’s a hot bed set up.”
Following Xiaoqin’s gaze, Yang Ruoqing really saw the hot bed over there.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "This heated kang is not very big. I'm afraid your family of five won't be able to sleep at night."
Xiao Qin said: "I took my three children to sleep on the heated kang. "Isn't that room very cold?" Yang Ruoqing said.
Xiao Qin said: "He said he is not afraid of the cold, but I know he is deceiving me. In fact, he saw that the eldest girl will be eight years old after the Chinese New Year. He did What if my stepfather had an eight-year-old girlfriend? The girl is still sleeping on the same bed,”
“Even if we are both here, we are afraid of being overheard by those with ulterior motives gossiping, so we should try our best to avoid suspicion.”
Hearing Xiaoqin's words, Yang Ruoqing was momentarily surprised.
“You are only eight years old, what can others say? The night when Tang Yazi and I first came back, my daughter was trying hard to sleep with us,”
"I was still a little hesitant at the time. I didn't want her to go back to the way she used to be when she was younger."
"But my family Tang Yazi readily agreed. When I slept at night, the little girl was clearly lying in my arms."
"But when I woke up in the morning, her head was resting on my shoulders, and a pair of little Her feet were pushing against her father's face. His father was probably afraid that her feet would get cold in his sleep, so he was still holding her little feet..."
Hearing the scene described by Yang Ruoqing, Xiaoqin felt full of warmth.
She sighed softly and said: "If Daping was still here, it would probably be the same."
"Da Mo actually really cares about these two girls, but they are not biological after all. No matter how much you love someone, you have to avoid suspicion, and there is no other way.”
“If you don’t avoid suspicion, I think there are too many people in this village who like to catch wind and gossip. When the gossip comes out, we will be in big trouble.” I spent some money, and when it was almost done, I demolished the thatched house and built a new small yard."
"When the time comes, let the two girls have their own houses. It doesn't matter how big or grand the yard is. As long as it is clean and spacious, and the family can live comfortably, it will be better than anything else. Qing'er, don't you think so?" Qin asked.
Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, this difference is a pragmatic plan."
Unlike Fourth Uncle and Xiaojuan, they opened their mouths as soon as they made a sound, which made people suffer. No.
After sitting with Xiao Qinna for a while, teasing her and Damo’s son, I saw the child fell asleep with his eyes closed while holding the milk in his mouth.
Yang Ruoqing helped Xiaoqin tidy up the quilt in the cradle, put the child in the cradle, then tied the quilt tightly, and slightly raised the child's head to prevent it from falling. Block your mouth and nose when spitting up milk.
Then she gently rocked the cradle a few times. When the child fell into a solid and deep sleep, Xiaoqin went to get a plate filled with sunflower seeds and came over to greet Yang Ruoqing.
The two of them chatted quietly while cracking melon seeds.
While talking, the topic turned to Daping Niang.
When mentioning Daping Niang, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask: "I came to see you mother and son a few days ago. I was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to ask in detail."
"How did you come back then? What's wrong? Why did Mrs. Daping scold me for giving birth prematurely? Wasn't everything going well for a long time?"
Xiaoqin shook her head and smiled bitterly, "We were in peace before because I had been avoiding her and never met her face to face."
"When I met her in the vegetable garden, all she had to do was point fingers and scold the flower trees. I turned around and left immediately. If I didn’t listen, it would be over.”
“But last time. , isn’t this just in time for July and a half, the third anniversary of the Great Ping Dynasty?”
“It happened that Damo also came back from escorting a batch of goods with the transportation team. Damo was attentive and could tell what was in my heart as soon as he saw me. Don’t worry, just ask me what’s going on.”
(End of this chapter)