Splendid peasant girl busy farming

8013 - Little brothers

Liu opened her mouth and was about to say her idea when Lingling suddenly ran over from the backyard.

"Garrah, mother, Auntie is up, Grandma Cuilian is calling you over!"

Everyone swarmed to the backyard.

Xiaoduo followed behind, holding Lingling by the hand, still asking about Yang Ruoqing's situation.

Lingling said: "Auntie said that the two little brothers were hungry, so she woke up..."

Everyone who was running paused.

It was gratifying and moving, but also accompanied by greater distress.

Qing'er has just walked through the gate of hell by herself, and has not had time to express her grief over the loss of Luo Fengtang, and she is also thinking about the situation of her two children and wakes up... It's too difficult for a girl!

"Father, you and blacksmith elder brother don't go into the house, let's go in." Sun said to Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang.

The girl feeds the children, and the men must avoid it, unless Luo Fengtang...

Thinking of the eldest son-in-law, Sun's whole body suddenly became ill again, and the little bit of joy that had just been awakened by the daughter was dimmed.

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang nodded repeatedly, "Okay, we won't go into the house, we'll just stand guard at the door."

When Sun and the others entered the house, they found that Yang Ruoqing was not in their room.

"In the aunt's room next door." Lingling ran to the front like a lark to lead the way.

Mrs. Sun and the others were shocked, just a few hours after giving birth, the torn wound is still bleeding, why are they still walking around?
So Sun and the others rushed into the next room in a hurry.

In the next room, Yang Ruoqing was indeed here.

She was sitting sideways on the soft bed, wearing obscene clothes, holding a baby in her arms.

There is a windproof forehead around her head, and her long black hair hangs down. I don't know why the blue color of the forehead makes her face so white that there is no trace of blood.

She was feeding one with one in her arms, but her eyes turned to look at the other in the cradle beside her.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were red and swollen like peaches, there were two water marks on her face, and her hair at the temples was also wet.

Look at her sitting posture... It is obvious that she is not comfortable, and every moment she sits is more painful.

Mrs. Sun and the others looked at each other, with distressed faces on everyone's faces.

Even a woman with a loud voice like Da Sun, and a gossip like Liu who watched the excitement and was not afraid of big things, saw such a weak and haggard Yang Ruoqing at this moment, their noses were sore.

Sun shi shed tears directly, and staggered to Yang Ruoqing's side.

At this time, Wang Cuilian was taking a coat and lightly covering Yang Ruoqing's shoulders. Seeing everyone coming in, Wang Cuilian said, "Just feed it."

Sun Shi and Liu Shi nodded.

Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing, and said softly: "Qing'er, if you want to feed, just call out, we will carry the baby to you, it is uncomfortable for you to sit like this, listen to mother, let's go back to bed and feed, okay? "

Yang Ruoqing's eyes had been focused on the eldest son in her arms, and she didn't look up when Mrs. Sun asked her.

He just shook his head lightly, and said in a breathless voice: "It's okay, let's just leave it at that."

Mrs. Sun didn't dare to talk too much, fearing that those words would consume her daughter's energy even more, so she had to go to see Wang Cuilian.

Wang Cuilian explained with a wry smile: "...the children were hungry and crying again, I just sent Lian'er to call you, but Qing'er opened the door and walked in..."

Sun and the others could only sigh silently.

They recalled last night when there was lightning and thunder, Qing'er had a difficult delivery.

She fainted several times, and forced her to wake up several times to give birth.

When she gave birth to her youngest son, Qing'er was already exhausted. When the child was stuck there, she grabbed Wen Po's hand and said only one sentence, "...if I don't wake up, I will drag the child out!"

pull out?
Everyone in the room was terrified when they heard this.

What does that mean?
One life for one life!

"Mom, any of you can help me out."

The weak voice called everyone's mind back.

Mrs. Liu hurried forward, "I'll come, I'll come, my hands have been washed, they are not dirty at all!"

Yang Ruoqing finally raised her head this time, and smiled weakly and gratefully at Mrs. Liu.

The smile was very weak, which made Liu's heart ache even more. He hurriedly buried his head to carefully support the child, and lifted the child in front of Yang Ruoqing, close to her body, so that the child could be fed easily.

The newborn baby was wrapped in a small red calico quilt, and it weighed less than ten catties, so it was easy for Mrs. Liu to support her.

But Yang Ruoqing broke out in a cold sweat from exhaustion.

Yang Ruoqing sat there, panting lightly from exhaustion, and her body was a little unsteady.

Bao Suyun hurriedly stood aside, supporting Yang Ruoqing's back with both hands.

Da Sun brought another bowl of brown sugar water over, "Qing'er, drink it."

Yang Ruoqing got better a little bit, her eyes lingered on the face of the eldest son in her arms for a while, then turned to look at the younger son in the cradle, looking back and forth between the two babies.

After drinking this in his arms, he squinted his eyes and swallowed comfortably.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were slightly relieved.

Look at the one in the cradle again, still crying, the wrinkled little face flushed, grinning, pink gums, tender little tongue, sad tears rolled down the cheeks like money.

There is quite a sense of grievance that he is still hungry knowing that his brother has eaten.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help being anxious, and went to look at the one in her arms, who was eating with such enjoyment that she couldn't bear to interrupt his eating.

For a while she was in trouble.

Back then when Chen'er was with the baby, Chen'er was very obedient, no matter what time of day, no matter how hungry he was, he would not cry or fuss, and he would not cry when he watched his younger sister take over his mother's granary, he endured it and waited. with.

These little brothers must be really hungry...

Seeing this, Mrs. Sun quickly pushed the cradle gently to coax her younger brother, so as to buy him more time to eat.

Mrs. Liu looked at the one in her hand, and also looked at the one in the cradle, and said with a smile, "These two boys don't look alike."

"Really? I'll take a look too." Dasun and the others also joined together.

Of the two children, the older brother is fair-skinned, while the younger brother is darker.

In the vernacular of the people here, the elder brother has red lips and white teeth, while the younger brother is oily and dark-skinned.

"Hey, do you see it? One of these two little brothers looks like Da'an, and the other looks like Xiao'an!" Liu said in surprise.

The others also leaned their heads over to take a closer look.

Da Sun said: "Hey, it's true. Look, my brother's slender eyebrows and squinted eyes are really similar to Da An. I remember Da An was like this when he was a child."

Mrs. Sun also looked at her brother carefully, trying to recall Daan's appearance when he was a child, it seemed that he really looked like this.

Yang Ruoqing also made a sound at this time, "I don't remember what Da'an was like when he was a child, but I know exactly what Xiao'an looks like, the old and young really followed his little uncle."

Even the irritable look when he cried was the same, and he held two small fists up above his head, as if he was going to hit someone, Xiao An used to be like this.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was evaluating the two children, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief, and followed her words.

No one mentioned Luo Fengtang a word.

(End of this chapter)