Eldest daughter

Chapter 71

Early the next morning, it was snowing again, Wang Yuan'er got up early to boil a pot of porridge water, and fed the thick porridge slurry to Xiao Baolai, but the little guy started crying after eating two mouthfuls, obviously displeased.

"Even if you don't like it, there's nothing you can do about it. You have to have a full stomach. Be good!" Wang Yuan'er patted his buttocks, her eyebrows were drawn into a straight line, full of melancholy.

There is no way to go on like this. He is not yet full moon, and he can't eat anything except porridge, water and human milk, even rice cereal.

But besides begging for this human milk, where else could she get it?
If only there were cows****.

Xiao Baolai kicked his legs and cried heart-rendingly, his cries were loud.

"It's so early in the morning, can you let people sleep? You cry all day long, and you don't coax them." Wang Min'er yawned and walked out of the east room, staring at Wang Yuan'er with disgust.

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of time for you to sleep in the future." Wang Qing'er brought out a pot of hot water from the kitchen, rolled her eyes, and said meanly.

Wang Miner stared wide-eyed: "Who are you cursing?"

"Who should be." Wang Qing'er snorted.

"you……"

"Noisy, what are you arguing about!" Mrs. Wang came out from the main room, looked at the two of them coldly, Wang Min'er curled her lips, threw the curtain and entered the room.

Wang Qing'er also carried water into the east room, muttering.

Wang Yuan'er was not in the mood to talk to her, and walked around the room coaxing Xiao Baolai, but the little ancestor just kept crying.

"Why are you crying so hard?" Mrs. Wang entered the room, frowning and asking, reaching out her hand to receive it.

Wang Yuan'er also had no choice but to say, "Feed him porridge or water, he just cries."

"Did you pull it?" Mrs. Wang glanced at her, and told Wang Qing'er to close the door, put Xiao Bao on the kang, and untie his swaddling clothes.

Sure enough, the little guy really pulled it off, Wang Yuan'er was a little annoyed, she really didn't know how to bring a baby yet.

Mrs. Wang hurriedly helped Xiao Baolai wash his butt and change his diaper. After tidying up, the little guy stopped crying immediately and just hummed.

"He loves cleanliness." Seeing this, Mrs. Wang's heart softened, and the corners of her mouth curled up. When she saw the rice bowl on the side, she supported him with one hand, and picked up a spoon and spooned rice soup with the other to feed him.

"Grandma, let me do it!" Wang Yuaner hesitated.

Mrs. Wang gave her a white look: "Why, do you dislike my old lady's inflexible hands and feet or something? I'm not old enough to feed a grandson."

These words were awkward and strong, and Wang Yuan'er walked aside awkwardly.

"I'm afraid the rice soup is still not enough, so why don't you go to Shu Gen's house to beg for milk later?" Mrs. Wang looked at her little grandson with pity and asked.

Wang Yuaner hummed.

"The one from Shugen's family is a good one, so don't ask for it for nothing. The so-called cannibalism is short-sighted. Take the jar of eggs in the kitchen to her."

Wang Yuan'er was startled, and said for a while: "It's so easy to save those eggs, let grandma and grandpa make up for it, besides, Second Aunt is not happy either!"

"Take it if you want, what are you talking about, my wife is in charge of this house." Mrs. Wang threw the spoon, stuffed Xiao Baolai into her arms, lifted the curtain and left.

Seeing this, Wang Qing'er walked up to Wang Yuan'er and asked, "Eldest sister, what is going on with grandma? When did you become so generous?"

Wang Yuan'er hugged Baolai and said, "Grandma, you are also a person with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart!"

After two lifetimes, Mrs. Wang didn't treat their first wife as much as she did to her second wife, but she also had a protective heart, and she wasn't as indifferent as she imagined. In her heart, she also had descendants like them.

(End of this chapter)