farm daughter-in-law

Chapter 150

He Zeng was indeed tired, so he gave the child to He Sheng, and told him: "Put him to bed early, and don't let him play until late."

Brother Yu's sleep time is not regular yet, but it's hard work for a young couple. Originally, He Zeng wanted her to bring his grandson at night, but his daughter-in-law was considerate of her getting older, so she didn't let him.He Zeng didn't bother with these things either. Brother Yu woke up several times at night, defecating and urinating, and had to be fed at least once. Now he can only eat breast milk, and he can't feed rice paste.

He Zeng went back to the room to rest, He Dashuan was already snoring on the bed, she took off her hair, took off her clothes and lay down on the bed.

the other compartment.

Zhang Xihua stepped into the door while wiping her black hair, and closed the door. He Sheng was reading poems to Brother Yu in a low voice. With the figure of Brother Yu, with the other hand, he wrote the words and sentences he just read on the paper stroke by stroke.

He Sheng wrote down the character "Yu" and said: "Yu, this is your name. Your name has not been decided by Daddy. When you are older and go to school, maybe you can ask your husband for a little bit if you study harder. Come on."

Between the lines is the earnest expectation for his son.

Brother Yu just nestled in his father's arms and stared curiously at the smeared ink paper. He didn't care what his father said, and with a wave of his little paw, he almost pulled the paper off the table.

He Sheng obviously had expected it, and pulled the paper away earlier. Brother Yu didn't succeed, but became more energetic. When He Sheng moved the pen and paper to the edge of the table again, Brother Yu suddenly waved his little hand again. Take away the pen and paper.

He Sheng simply put away the pen and teased his son with great interest. He moved the inkstone and ink to a place out of Brother Yu's reach, leaving only a piece of clean paper within Brother Yu's reach. Brother Yu immediately stopped and was frustrated several times in a row. His little head seemed to be waiting for the paper to be removed.

As if holding back his strength, with a "huh" his little paw touched the edge of the paper, and the paper disappeared immediately.

Brother Yu turned his little head, but he still couldn't stand upright. He could only look left and right, but he couldn't find any paper. He stared at his round eyes, very strange...

"Pfft..." He Sheng couldn't help laughing out of his son's naivety.

Brother Yu cooed a few indistinguishable baby sounds, and both of his little paws began to wave, as if urging his father to put the paper back.

He Sheng started to continue the game, and the father and son enjoyed it very much.

Zhang Xihua was sitting on the bamboo chair beside the bed, looking at the backs of the father and son tenderly with his eyes full of eyes under the dim light.

She washed the hair after washing the dishes, and now it is almost dry, so she just waits for the father and son to go to bed when they are tired from playing.

A quarter of an hour later, Brother Yu was finally tired of the papers that he couldn't catch many times, and his emotions came without warning, so he started to cry at the top of his voice.

He Sheng first probed into Brother Yu's buttocks, and found that it was not wet, and he couldn't coax him a few times. He Sheng turned his head and looked at his wife with a helpless expression.

Zhang Xihua laughed and said, "Hurry up and give me a hug."

He Sheng moved away and walked in front of Zhang Xihua. There was a strong milky smell on her body, and Brother Yu couldn't wait to throw himself into her arms.

He Sheng asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Yes." Zhang Xihua nodded.

He Sheng pulled the chair beside the desk, and said to his wife, "Come here, the oil lamp here is brighter."

It was hot in summer, and she was only wearing a thin undershirt. Brother Yu waved his hand and touched a familiar place, and he stopped crying, lying on her chest, and Zhang Xihua firmly fixed her son's wobbling body. , and then unbuttoned the coil.

Seeing Brother Yu clinging to his daughter-in-law's arms, eating deliciously, He Sheng's eyes sank, and his eyes focused on the half of his wife's unconsciously exposed breast.

Brother Yu couldn't change his eagerness to breastfeed. After a while, thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and Zhang Xihua gently wiped them off for him.

Seeing this, He Sheng found a cattail fan to fan the mother and son.

A gust of wind blew towards Zhang Xihua's face, Zhang Xihua felt comfortable, but her husband sat aside and stared at her, which made Zhang Xihua's face flush again.

Looking at the daughter-in-law under the light, she really has a different style. Her long hair is draped softly over her round shoulders. When she lowers her eyebrows, her soft side face flows down to reveal a section of her fair neck. He couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently stroke a strand of her black hair aside, so that the scenery around her neck could be seen at a glance.

He Sheng's throat couldn't help but choked, and with that light swipe, his mind seemed to be disturbed in an instant. He restrained his mind, lowered his head and focused on fanning the mother and son.

Although the gaze beside her was very low-key, it also made Zhang Xihua feel hot. She turned Brother Yu to the other side. influences.

After Brother Yu had eaten and drank enough, and Zhang Xihua changed him into a clean diaper after urinating, he put him inside the bed.

The family has already built a small bed specially for Brother Yu, and since he is too young to start using it, he is now allowed to sleep in it all the time.

Brother Yu still refused to sleep with his two bright eyes open, Zhang Xihua hugged him and played in the bed, let him lie on her chest and softly coax him to sleep.

Two moments later, Brother Yu finally closed his eyes and put him down gently. Looking at his pure face, Zhang Xihua couldn't help but kiss him a few times, and as soon as he turned around, he met her husband's burning gaze.

Zhang Xihua was suffocated, and quickly lowered her head shyly.

He Sheng lifted her head with his finger, staring at her intently...

Zhang Xihua felt hot all over, and quickly squinted at him, the shyness on his face made He Sheng see clearly, He Sheng said in a muffled voice, "You can kiss me too."

"What?" Zhang Xihua looked up at him in surprise.

He Sheng paused, turned his head away slightly, and said again: "You should kiss me too."

In my memory, the daughter-in-law seems to have only kissed herself once, and she ran away before she tasted it. She threw away her hand after teasing a river of spring water, but she couldn't help but think about it again and again.

On the contrary, she kissed her son without any scruples. Before falling asleep, after a sound sleep, when she woke up, and when she was crying, she did not hesitate to kiss her son one after another.

He Sheng couldn't understand himself.Why did he feel a little jealous towards his son, but in fact, this feeling is no longer once or twice.

With his face straightened, he stared at Zhang Xihua for a moment, seeing her half-opened pink lips and widened pupils, he didn't have time to put away the astonishment on her face.

He Sheng suddenly felt a little stuffy.

(End of this chapter)