There was no meat to be bought in the village these two days, and no one was seen at the butcher's house. People who came to buy meat asked a little and were told that Yunqiao's husband had ordered a whole pig from him to use for Yunqiao's postpartum wine banquet.

It is not easy to buy a whole pig before the end of the year. Yun Qiao is the son of the village chief. When he does things, the villagers all do it for his sake and have to consider the village chief a little. No one in the village is absent when his family does things.

When those who wanted to buy meat heard this, they quickly held their wallets tightly again. They were going to the banquet anyway, so they would have to pay for gifts and things. Since the Zhang family was so generous, why not save some food for the banquet and save money on buying meat.

He went back happily and told others about it. When they heard that the Zhang family bought a whole pig, some were happy for him, while others were jealous.

It cost a lot of money to buy a pig, so it was normal for some people to be jealous of the birth of a boy. However, the Zhang family did not take it to heart, and others naturally would not argue with those who made sour remarks. They were all waiting for the wedding banquet on the full moon day.

The same was true for Zhu Cuilan. It was a custom to send eggs to people who were in confinement after childbirth, but because Yun Qiao introduced a girl to Zhao Fangyu, Zhu Cuilan felt that just giving eggs was not enough of a courtesy, and she always wanted to add something else.

Yunqiao's family couldn't breastfeed, so they found a wet nurse for him early on. Yunqiao was very satisfied with the wet nurse who had taken care of her eldest son when he was young, and wanted her to take care of this child as well. Unfortunately, the wet nurse was too old and was unable to do so, so they had no choice but to find a new one.

Yunqiao doesn't breastfeed, so naturally she doesn't need to drink those milk-inducing soups. Pig's trotters and crucian carp are of no use. Zhu Cuilan set her sights on a hen in her own chicken coop that no longer lays eggs. Chicken soup is a great tonic, and even if she doesn't breastfeed, it's good for the body to drink it.

If you count carefully, tomorrow will be thirty days in total. Today, the Zhang family also greeted everyone in the village and asked them to bring their families with them tomorrow.

He spoke with joy, and anyone could see that he was happy. He felt sorry for Yun Qiao and the child Yun Qiao gave birth to. He didn't care whether it was a boy, a girl, or a boy. He didn't take to heart what others said.

After receiving the news, Zhu Cuilan asked her family to help her catch the chicken and put it in a cage after dinner. She would catch it alive tomorrow. It would be okay even if she didn't eat it for a few days. If she killed it at home before taking it, it would be difficult to keep it in the hot weather.

The next day, except for Old Lady Yang and Yang Chunxiao, everyone else went to the Zhang family to congratulate Yun Qiao.

The old lady didn't go because she was old and had difficulty walking, and her teeth were not good, so she didn't want to join in the fun. Yang Chunxiao had nothing to do with Yun Qiao, so she felt embarrassed to ask for money.

When they arrived at Zhang's house, men had to avoid suspicion and were not allowed to enter the inner room except for eating in the outer room. Zhao Fangchu was not married yet, so it was not appropriate for him to go inside. He found a young man he knew well and sat down with him to chat.

Zhu Cuilan took Yang Donghu in to see Yun Qiao. She hadn't seen him for a long time since the child was born.

Yunqiao ate well during the confinement period. Her family never stopped providing her with nourishing food and drink, and she didn't have to feed the baby herself. She looked more rosy and in better spirits than before giving birth.

As soon as he saw Zhu Cuilan, he warmly invited her to sit at the head of the bed and asked the wet nurse to hold the child for Zhu Cuilan to see.

Children are very delicate. Zhu Cuilan walked a long way carrying a chicken. She was afraid that her hands would be dirty and make the child sick, so she took a look at the child through the quilt and praised the child for being beautiful and clever.

Yun Qiao hugged the child and smiled dotingly, saying to Yang Donghu, "Donghu, come and take a look. This child is not afraid of strangers. He will definitely smile when he sees you."

Yun Qiao was right that no one knows a child better than his mother. As soon as Yang Donghu got close, the child started crying and stretched out his hands to hug Yang Donghu.

The one-month-old baby was tiny, his hands so soft they seemed boneless. Yang Donghu poked him gently and exclaimed with heartfelt admiration, "How adorable."

"My own child is cuter than this. Do you feel any impulse when you see it?"

Yang Donghu had been hearing this for a long time, and was no longer as shy in front of Zhu Cuilan as before. Looking at the soft and tender little ball, he did have the urge to raise a child.

However, Zhu Cuilan didn't urge him now, because she knew it would be difficult for him to have a child after catching a cold. She was afraid that if she said too much, it would make him upset. They were living a good life, so why bother adding to his troubles?

She smiled and smoothed things over for Yang Donghu, saying, "There's no need for them to rush. It's only been a year, so take your time."

Yun Qiao is a brother himself, so he can understand Yang Donghu better. He just said it on the spur of the moment and forgot that Yang Donghu had not had a good life in the past, and maybe he was in poor health.

He followed Zhu Cuilan's lead and said, "Yes, there's no need for a newlywed couple to be so anxious."

Yang Donghu didn't take it to heart and had no idea what the two were thinking. He just focused on playing with the child for a while. When the child's eyes were tightly closed, his fingers were still holding Yang Donghu's fingertips tightly.

He was afraid that if he pulled his hand out he would wake the child, so he held back and did not move. It was only after Yun Qiao talked for a while and glanced at him that he carefully separated the two of them. The noise from the banquet outside was getting louder and louder, so he urged the two of them in the house to go and eat quickly.

He refused to give the chicken to Zhu Cuilan and asked her to take it back. How could she take back something she had brought with her? Zhu Cuilan refused to do so.

Yunqiao hasn't finished her confinement yet, so it's probably time for her to rest now.

Zhu Cuilan left and gave one last reminder: "After you kill that chicken, stew it with mushrooms. It's the best way to nourish your body. I brought it to you specially. Don't forget to eat it. You helped me so much. A chicken is nothing. Even if I gave you a sheep to eat, I wouldn't feel bad. I owe you a lot of thanks."

"Okay, I'll take it. Thank you, Auntie."

It’s no wonder that a banquet made with a pig is more luxurious than others. The white meat served is in large pieces, and the plates and bowls are all deep. One plate is equivalent to two plates of others.

If they didn't rush to have such a greasy meal during the New Year, some people would not even bother to talk, and would eat until their faces were covered in grease, for fear that if they said one more word they would lose a piece of meat.

Those who had previously said that the Zhang family was making a lot of noise and fanfare had their mouths blocked by the meat and could not speak, completely forgetting how they had spoken ill of others behind their backs.

Guests came and went quickly, and after dinner they went their separate ways to do their own things. Only at night would I recall the taste of the lunch while lying in bed.

In fact, the child was later brought out by the village chief to show off, and many people gathered around to watch. However, Zhao Luochuan was not very interested in other people's children, so he did not go forward. As a result, when Yang Donghu told him how cute the child was in the evening, he didn't even know what he looked like.