Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Wanghai County, Changping Village.

The news of Da'an and Xiaohua's return to the village quickly reached Xiaoduo's ears on the other side of the pasture.

Then that afternoon, Xiaoduo and Xiang Shengnan took Lingling, Jiaojiao, and Rourou back to their natal home in Changping Village.

"Where is the doll? Quickly let me see!" After entering the door and exchanging a few brief greetings, Xiaohua hugged Rourou, praised Lingling and Jiaojiao, but took Xiaoduo under her feet, and the group went to the backyard.

Then, Xiaoduo saw her little nephew.

She lay down on the side of the cradle, her eyes were straight and bright.

"My God, Xiaohua, you are really good at it. You didn't make a sound, and you gave birth to a big fat boy. Tell me, how can you give birth to a baby like this? When you came back for the New Year, you just Are you pregnant? You have lied so well, we have all been deceived by you!"

The baby in the cradle has been more than two months, nearly three months.

Counting the ten months in the mother's womb, it can be seen that she should have been conceived when she went home for the New Year last year.

Xiaohua blushed and said, "You really wronged me, I should have been pregnant at that time, but I didn't know,"

"It was only when I returned to the capital that I felt something was wrong, so I found out."

Hearing this, Sun and Yang Ruoqing, who followed behind and also entered the house, heard that the mother and daughter looked at each other, and they both saw fear in their eyes.

Mrs. Sun even clicked her tongue and said, "Oh my God, it is really the ancestors who stood on the upper ridge and blessed you. This is pregnant, and the journey to the capital is a long journey of thousands of miles. I am afraid when I think about it! "

Yang Ruoqing also nodded secretly, such a long journey was exhausting and bumpy.

Even future generations may have problems with bumps when riding in a car, not to mention the slow horse-drawn carriage in ancient times?
Really, I can only say that Xiao Hua has a solid skin, and the baby in her stomach is also hard-working.

In the palace, or in the backyard of those big families, the women compete for favor, and the mother is more expensive than the child. Let alone the embryo that has just been conceived and has not fully grasped it, even if it is about to give birth in the later stage, the opponent who competes for favor makes a little stumbling block. The baby is gone...

Therefore, everything is fate, and it cannot be controlled at all.

Xiaoduo is rare for Xiaohua's children, so Xiaohua also has to praise Xiaoduo's children.

After Xiaohua praised Lingling and Jiaojiao, her eyes focused on Rou Rou who was in her arms.

To be honest, Xiaohua is one of the insiders about the origin of Rourou's child.

She knew that this child was not Xiaoduo's child, but Xiaoduo herself didn't know.

Because this child looks exactly like Xiang Shengnan, so don't say that Xiaoduo is convinced. Changping Village, Xiangjiazhuang, and everyone else who has seen this child cannot suspect that this child is not Xiang Shengnan. and Xiaoduo's biological daughter.

Even Xiaohua herself is sometimes surprised, why does this adopted child look so much like Xiang Shengnan?
Where did Sister Qing'er go to find her?

Because they firmly believed that the child Yang Ruoqing brought back from outside could not have been born by Xiang Shengnan with an outside woman, that was absolutely impossible.

So in the end, everyone put it down to fate.

Perhaps, this is really fate, or perhaps, this is the child who died young returning to Xiaoduo's side in another way!

So at this moment, Xiaohua saw Rourou in her arms who was more than one year old and started to learn to walk, and said to Xiaoduo, "This name is wrong, it shouldn't be called Rourou, it should be called Rourou."

Xiaoduo was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled.

Because she understands what Xiaohua means, it's just because Rourou is white and fat.

As for the double chin, when you take a shower, the neck, stomach, and legs are all full of flesh.

"Not to mention, although this child was born to me and Jiaojiao, it is much easier to support than Jiaojiao." While Jiaojiao and Lingling went outside to join Fuwa and Tuanyuanyuan's team to play, Xiaoduo Talking about gossip with the mother in the house, and my sister, Xiaohua.

"I think back when I raised Jiaojiao, it was not easy to raise. Jiaojiao is too picky eater, she doesn't eat anything, and she gets sick when the wind blows."

"Before the age of three, it can't make people worry. Fortunately, after the age of three, it's a little better."

"Rourou is different. She can eat anything. As long as you dare to feed her, she will eat it!"

When Xiaoduo talked about Rourou, Rourou just burped.

Xiaoduo smiled, with doting and tenderness in her eyes, she took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Rourou's mouth, for a family that raises a daughter, the daughter must be raised like a flower bone.

I can't guarantee whether it is beautiful or not, but it is clean and tidy, this is a must!
The other people in the room witnessed Xiaoduo doting on Rourou once again, and while they were relieved, they also secretly felt sad.

Especially when thinking of the real 'Rou Rou' who was buried in the ground and probably turned into a pile of bones, everyone felt very uncomfortable.

But it's over, it's over, and there's no point in bringing it up again.

People have to keep looking forward, looking in a good direction.

"Duo'er, if you come here today, let's stay here overnight, our sisters haven't talked properly for a long time." Xiaohua sent a sincere invitation to Xiaoduo.

Xiaoduo nodded readily: "No problem."

"But the key is, what do the children do when we talk?"

Xiaohua said: "Feng'er slept by himself long ago, Fuwa slept with our mother, and our father slept in the guest room by himself."

Xiaoduo said: "Then I will give Lingling and Jiaojiao to mother, mother, you sleep with three girls alone, can you handle it?"

Mrs. Sun patted her chest: "You sisters can rest assured to hand over the children to me, I can do it!"

So it's settled.

Mrs. Sun left the sisters to chat, and got up to cook dinner in the kitchen.

The children came back for the New Year, and the house became lively all of a sudden. It really obeyed that sentence, and the next meal was burned after the last meal. The smoke from the chimney never stopped.

But Mrs. Sun is happy, happy, and burning with energy!
Yang Ruoqing also stood up and said, "I'll put firewood for my mother, you sisters have a good chat."

In the kitchen in the backyard.

Sun was about to kill a duck, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"My dear mother, you don't even look at the time. To kill ducks, you have to pluck the duck feathers one by one. The piles of fine hairs have to be picked out with pliers. It takes a lot of effort!"

"You should kill ducks at another time. You can kill a chicken tonight!"

Sun thought about it, and gave up on the duck: "It makes sense, then ask your father to kill the duck tomorrow morning!"

Instead, I caught a bigger rooster and killed it.

Yang Ruoqing said to the fluttering hemp duck that was still in shock, "Thank you, little one? I bought you a whole night to survive. Take advantage of this night to say goodbye to your duck brothers and sisters!"

Wait till dawn tomorrow, your time of death will be here!