Chapter 8028 Two Little Brothers
Ms. Liu opened her mouth and was about to tell her idea when Lingling suddenly ran over from the backyard.
"Granny, mother, auntie is up. Grandma Cuilian calls you over!"
Everyone swarmed to the backyard.
Xiaoduo followed, holding Lingling in her hand, and still asking about Yang Ruoqing's situation.
Lingling said: "My aunt said that the two little brothers were hungry, so she woke up..."
Everyone who was running paused.
I am pleased and moved, but also accompanied by greater heartache.
Qing'er herself has just walked away from the gate of hell. She hasn't had time to express her grief for losing Luo Fengtang, and she is thinking about the situation of a pair of children... It's so difficult for a daughter!
"Dad, you and the blacksmith brother don't go into the house, let's go in." Mrs. Sun said to Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo.
Men must avoid the girl feeding the children, unless Luo Fengtang...
When she thought of her eldest son-in-law, Mrs. Sun suddenly felt bad again, and the little joy she had just felt because of her daughter's awakening was dimmed. .
Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang nodded repeatedly, "Okay, we won't go into the house, we will guard the door."
Sun and the others entered the house and found that Yang Ruoqing was not there. Room.
"In the aunt's house next door." Lingling ran forward like a lark to lead the way.
Mrs. Sun and others were shocked. They had just given birth a few hours ago, and the torn wound was still bleeding. Why were they still walking around?
Sun and the others rushed into the next room in a hurry.
In the next room, Yang Ruoqing is really here.
She was sitting sideways on the sofa, wearing obscene clothes and holding a baby in her arms.
She had a windproof forehead bandage around her head, and her long black hair was hanging down. Maybe it was because of the blue forehead bandage, but it made her face so white that there was no trace of blood.
She was holding one in her arms and feeding her, but her eyes turned to look at the other one in the cradle beside her.
She didn't cry, but her eyes were as red and swollen as peach, there were two water marks on her face, and the hair on her temples was wet.
Looking at the way she was sitting there...it was obvious that she was not in good health, and every additional moment she sat was an additional source of suffering.
Sun and the others looked at each other with distress on their faces.
Even a woman with a loud voice like Da Sun, and a talkative woman like Liu who just enjoys the excitement and is not afraid of big troubles, their noses are sore when they see such a weak and haggard Yang Ruoqing at this moment.
Mrs. Sun burst into tears and staggered to Yang Ruoqing's side.
At this time, Wang Cuilian was taking a coat and gently covering Yang Ruoqing's shoulders. When she saw everyone coming in, Wang Cuilian said, "Just feed them."
Sun, Liu and the others Nod.
Ms. Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing and said softly: "Qing'er, if you want to feed her, just call and we will carry the baby over to you. It feels uncomfortable for you to sit like this. Listen to mother, let's go back to bed first. Just lie down and feed, okay?”
Yang Ruoqing’s eyes had been focused on her eldest son in her arms. When Sun asked her, she did not raise her head.
He just shook his head slightly and said in a breathless voice: "It's okay, let's just leave it like this for now."
Ms. Sun didn't dare to chatter more, for fear that the words she said would consume more of her daughter's energy. I had to go see Wang Cuilian.
Wang Cuilian explained with a wry smile: "...the kids were crying from hunger again. I just sent Lian'er to call you, and Qing'er pushed the door open and came in..."
Sun and the others could only sigh silently.
They remembered that Qing'er had difficulty giving birth during the thunder and lightning last night.
She fainted several times and was forced to wake her up several times to continue her life.
When she gave birth to her youngest son, Qing'er was already exhausted. When the baby was stuck, she grabbed Wen Po's hand and said only one sentence, "...If I don't wake up, I will Pull the child out!”
Pull out?
Everyone in the room who heard this was frightened. What does it mean to pull it out?
One life for another!
"Mom, can any of you give me a hand?"
The weak voice called everyone's attention back.
Ms. Liu hurried forward, "I'll come, I'll come, my hands have been washed, they're not dirty at all!"
Yang Ruoqing finally raised her head this time and looked at Liu Shi smiled weakly but gratefully.
The smile was very light, which made Mrs. Liu feel even more sad. She quickly lowered her head and carefully supported the child, and lifted the child in front of Yang Ruoqing, close to her body so that the child could be fed more easily.
The newborn baby was wrapped in a small red calico quilt and weighed less than ten kilograms. Mrs. Liu could carry it easily.
But Yang Ruoqing was so tired that she broke into a cold sweat.
Yang Ruoqing sat there, breathing lightly from exhaustion and feeling a little unsteady.
Bao Suyun quickly stood aside, holding Yang Ruoqing's back with both hands.
Mrs. Sun brought another bowl of brown sugar water over, "Qing'er, drink it."
Yang Ruoqing felt a little better, her eyes lingered on the face of her eldest son in her arms for a while, then she turned to look at the cradle. The youngest son inside looked back and forth between the two babies.
The one in my arms drank it, and I squinted my eyes comfortably and swallowed.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes were slightly relieved.
Looking at the one in the cradle again, he is still crying, his wrinkled little face is flushed, his mouth is grinning, his pink gums, his tender little tongue, and the sad tears are rolling down his cheeks as if they are free.
There is quite a sense of grievance that he is still hungry despite knowing that his brother has eaten.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but become anxious, and looked at the person in her arms again. He was eating with such enjoyment that she couldn't bear to interrupt his eating.
For a moment she was in trouble.
When Chen'er was with the baby, Chen'er was very good. No matter what time of day or how hungry he was, he wouldn't cry or make trouble. Seeing his sister occupying his mother's granary, he didn't care. Cry, endure, wait.
These two guys must be really hungry...
Seeing this, Mrs. Sun quickly pushed the cradle gently to coax her brother, so as to buy him more time to eat.
Ms. Liu looked at the one in her hand, then looked at the one in the cradle, and said with a smile: "Don't these two boys look alike."
"Really? Me too. Take a look. "Da Sun and the others also came up.
Two children, the elder brother has a fair complexion, while the younger brother is darker.
In the dialect of people here, the elder brother has red lips and white teeth, while the younger brother has oily skin.
"Hey, can you see it? One of these two brothers looks like Da'an, and the other looks like Xiaoan!" Ms. Liu said in surprise.
Others also turned their heads to take a closer look.
Da Sun said: "Hey, it's true. Look, my brother's slender eyebrows and narrowed eyes really look like Da'an. I remember Da'an looked like this when he was a child."
Sun also looked at her brother, trying to recall what Daan looked like when he was a child. It seemed that he really looked like this.
Yang Ruoqing also spoke up at this time, "I don't remember what Daan was like when he was a child, but I know exactly what Xiaoan looks like. He did follow his uncle."
Even the irritable look when crying is the same, and he holds two small fists above his head as if he wants to hit someone. Xiao An was like this before.
Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yang Ruoqing commenting on the two children, and followed her words.
No one mentioned a word about Luo Fengtang.
(End of this chapter)