Chapter 523 High Risk

But after the joy comes worry.

"Your Aunt Mu's health..."

She couldn't continue, and Yi Chichi fell silent. Muda was almost fifty years old. Not to mention this era, even in the future with advanced medical care, she would still be an older pregnant woman.

High risk.

What's more, Muda had been injured on the battlefield, so the risk was even higher.

Thinking of this, Yi Chichi could only comfort Wen's mother, "Uncle Yaozi and Aunt Mu are both doctors, they must have a way to recuperate."

Wen's mother thought it made sense, but she was still worried. But there was no point in being worried, and there was no way to persuade her.

Whenever a couple has a child, she will persuade them to give birth, but unfortunately, neither of them has any relatives alive, and the child in her belly is the continuation of their bloodline.

There is really no way to persuade her not to have this child.

So he could only say to Yi Chichi, "How about I prepare some more bird's nest for your Aunt Mu?"

"Okay, I'll go to the village to buy bird's nest tomorrow."

She nodded. "Just send some seafood over. You don't need anything else. Aunt Mu is no worse than me when it comes to taking care of her health."

Wen's mother hummed, "You decide."

So, Yi Chichi continued to open the letters from his grandfather and others.

As in previous letters, Grandpa reported on their daily life in the capital, and then asked about her and the baby, whether Wen Shi treated her well, and so on.

Then he told her that Qin Jiu would come to see the children during the summer vacation, and asked her to send a telegram when he left, and she would go to pick him up then.

Just send him back before the end of summer vacation. It would be best if she took the children and Wen's mother with her to live in Beijing for two months to accompany him.

She also pretended to be pitiful, saying that she was old and didn't have much time to live, and she had to see him as much as possible while he was still alive.

Mr. Song and the others also missed her and wanted to see the child.

Finally, they emphasized that they must go, which means they were too busy with work to leave, otherwise they would have gone to the island to see their children long ago.

Yi Chichi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, Qin Jiu is coming over for summer vacation."

"Come on, it's a good opportunity to take care of your brother, so that the two brothers can bond."

Before she finished speaking, she added, "When will Xiaojiu come?"

"It hasn't been decided yet. Grandpa said he would send a telegram before leaving, and I'll pick him up at the station on time."

Mother Wen's eyes suddenly widened, "Xiaojiu came here alone?"

Yi Chichi looked over and said, "I don't know."

Grandpa didn't say anything in the letter, he just said that Qin Jiu would come over to spend the summer vacation to see his younger brother.

"Call grandpa tomorrow and ask him. You can't let the child come alone. He can't afford any problems on such a long journey."

That’s true.

"I'll ask tomorrow."

After reading all the letters, Yi Chichi took out a pen and paper to prepare a reply, when Wen Yi woke up.

He didn't cry, but sat up in the crib by himself, slapping the guardrail with his little hands and calling out "Ah, I'm awake" to remind his mother.

Hearing the noise, Yi Chichi went over and carried him out, "Baby, you're awake."

Wen Yi cried out, and Yi Chi Chi smiled and rubbed his chubby little face, "Mommy will hold you and take you to the toilet."

The weather is hot now and diapers can’t hold the baby. Besides, Wen Yi is more than six months old and can be held to pee.

After finishing his meal, he carried him to Wen's mother's side and saw her unpacking six cans of milk powder from the package. He felt a headache coming. "Why are they sending milk powder again?"

Mother Wen looked at the packaging and said, "It's imported, and it's baby formula. Let Wen have a try."

This in-law is really nice, and he always thinks about her family.

This feeling must be remembered.

She didn't care whether the child could understand or not, and kept nagging Wen about how your great-grandfather and the others are thinking about you, sending you food, toys and clothes, and that you must be filial to them when you grow up.

Wen Yi is a very cooperative child. No matter whether he can understand what his grandmother says or not, he just does whatever his grandmother says and he is responsible for responding with "oh" and "eh" to support the grandmother.

Yi Chichi watched the grandfather and grandson chatting incoherently, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Just then—

"Xiao Yi."

“Hey!”

Mrs. Lei's voice suddenly came. Yi Chichi carried the baby out and saw her coming over with two cans. "My family sent more than ten cans of rice wine. I'll give you two bottles."

"Save it for Lao Lei."

"Yes."

This was hard to refuse. Fortunately, Uncle Yaozi and his men sent a lot of dry goods, so after taking the rice wine, Wen's mother gave her some dried black fungus and pine nuts.

Mrs. Lei didn't refuse and just picked it up and left.

Interpersonal relationships are nothing more than give and take. At times like this, just keep going. Being too polite can easily affect the relationship between neighbors.

Ji Jian didn't forget either. Mrs. Lei also gave rice wine, and Yi Chizhi gave dried black fungus and pine nuts.

Ji Jian turned around and brought over some dried fern and pickled bamboo shoots.

Yi Chizhi likes sour bamboo shoots. In the evening, he heard his mother stew a fish soup with sour bamboo shoots. It was so appetizing and refreshing that Yi Chizhi couldn't stop eating it.

Wen Yi saw it and became greedy, shouting for it.

However, he has complementary food, and his mother specially makes vegetable and fruit puree for him to supplement his vitamins.

This kid is easy to fool. Once he stuffs the complementary food into his mouth, he no longer misses his mother's sour bamboo shoots and fish soup.

Wen's mother fed the baby while watching Yi Chichi eat.

Seeing that she really liked sour bamboo shoots and fish soup, he smiled and said, "You didn't say you liked this before."

"That's not it."

In Northeast China, not to mention bamboo shoots, even bamboo is rarely seen in the ice and snow. Most woven products are made of rattan and straw, and bamboo products are almost invisible.

It's rare to see one, especially one from out of town.

There are bamboos on the island, but the bamboos growing in their area are very small, and the shoots are thinner than each other.

After picking them, we just stir-fry them with meat and never make pickled bamboo shoots. We enjoy the freshness of the bamboo shoots.

Wen's mother said, "When the bamboo shoots are ready next year, I'll pick some and bring them back for you to soak."

Yi Chichi raised his head from the bowl and asked, "Mom, can you also pickle sour bamboo shoots?"

"Won't."

Mother Wen said confidently, "But it's okay. Your sister-in-law Ji knows how to do it. Just ask her when the time comes."

This is also a solution.

She hummed, and finished the rice in the bowl in a few bites. Then she took the bowl and small spoon from Wen's mother and said, "Mom, eat quickly. I'll feed Yi Yi."

"good."

The smell makes me hungry and I can eat.

He never missed a regular meal and ate as much complementary food as he could. When he first started eating complementary food, his mother was afraid that he would get indigestion by feeding too much, so she made very small portions.

As a result, after the baby came into contact with the new taste, the door to a new world opened up to him. The amount was too little for him to eat, and he would open his mouth and cry for more after being fed.

If you don’t give it to me, I will cry.

He cried endlessly and even milk couldn't soothe him.

There was no other way, Wen's mother could only try to increase the dosage little by little.

Then, it became the small half bowl we have now.

Putting the last spoonful of vegetable and fruit puree into his mouth, Yi Chichi said, "Okay, today's snack is finished."

As she said that, she took the bowl and let him smell it to prove that he was not lying.

Wen Yi pursed her lips, grabbed the edge of the bowl with her little hands and said "ah" to her, as if asking if she could have some more.

"I can't eat anymore. My stomach hurts if I eat more."

Yi Chichi touched his little frog belly and said, "Look, your belly is so bulging now. Mommy will take you out to see the birds, okay?"