Chapter 26: Majiaji's Fortune
Aunt Wang said this while holding Fubao's butt with one hand and taking out a pair of tiger-head shoes from the bundle with the other. The tiger head was made of yellow silk fabric, and the eyes, nose, and the character "王" were embroidered vividly with red, yellow, and green colored threads...
Handing it to Fubao, she said, "Look, is grandma okay? No matter who you forget, you'll never forget our Fubao!"
Not only was Fubao attracted by the appearance of these shoes, he also pointed at his feet and asked to wear new shoes.
Even Shen Lingning came over to look at them, praising them all the time: "Auntie, these shoes are so beautiful. You are so skilled at embroidery, are you an old hand at it?!"
Tiezhu's wife's eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "Auntie, your embroidery is amazing. Can I learn this?"
I felt a little regretful after saying it. This was someone's most secret skill in the past, how could I let anyone learn it?
Aunt Wang held up little Fubao's little feet and put on her tiger-head shoes. Hearing this, she looked up and smiled: "Why not? In the past, if you learned this skill, it was to be passed down from generation to generation. Now, let's not talk about this. If you want to learn, I will definitely teach you."
He paused, then said with some melancholy, "This craft of our ancestors must be passed down, otherwise it will be lost..."
Hearing this, Tiezhu's wife's face lit up with joy: "Really? Auntie, I take it seriously."
Shen Lingning and Fubao looked at each other, and Fubao thought to himself, "Aunt Wang's embroidery can generate foreign exchange!"
Shen Lingning's eyes lit up, but he had to discuss this matter with the old branch secretary first.
Several people talked for a while.
Aunt Wang came over shyly, lowering her voice, her face slightly red. "Ning, please let me take a look... This is strange. You're already holding a grandson, and you're... Why is there blood on your body again? The first time I thought it was a problem, I was shocked..."
Last month, Shen Lingning, grateful for Aunt Wang's life-saving grace, secretly added some spatial spiritual spring water to the water she drank, hoping to regulate her body.
Shen Lingning knew it well, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and pulled Aunt Wang's wrist to take her pulse: "Aunt, you are in good health! Your pulse is beating so fast, even stronger than that of a young person! This is a good sign of sufficient Qi and blood, and rejuvenation! Relax, it's a good thing!"
When Aunt Wang heard this, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling, and her embarrassment was instantly thrown away.
At this moment, the light at the gate of the courtyard dimmed.
The old branch secretary Ma Zhenshan came in with his legs raised, holding his precious copper pipe in his hand. Before entering the room, he deliberately knocked the pipe against the door frame to extinguish the sparks, and then put the pipe against the wall.
Afraid of suffocating the little meat ball at the tip of his heart.
As soon as he entered the house and saw the pink ball on the kang, the old branch secretary's usually serious face instantly turned like a thawed frozen persimmon. His voice unconsciously became low and soft, with a bit of a strange accent: "Hey, our little Fubao is awake? Look what fun things grandpa brought you?"
As he spoke, he shook his wrist, and a red-painted and gold-painted rattle began to make a cheerful "dong dong dong" sound.
On the kang, little Fubao, who had just had a good sleep, was sticking out his chubby, white little butt and struggling to turn over.
The little face turned pink, and the two fat legs like lotus root nodes kicked up -
Hey! He flipped over by himself!
He arched his little body and sat up straight, steady!
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, opened her little arms in the direction of Shen Lingning, let out a milky "ah~", and stuffed her pink little fist into her mouth, chewing it with relish.
He had not yet taken off the tiger-head shoes he had been wearing. When he heard the old branch secretary's voice, he raised his head and smiled broadly.
As a result, she accidentally sat up and startled everyone.
"Oh my god!"
The room exploded instantly!
The young girls, young wives and old ladies in the room had their eyes wide open and their jaws almost dropped to the ground!
Aunt Wang's voice was so loud that it could lift the roof off the house: "Oh my God! Ning! Could it be that your Fubao is the fairy child under the Queen Mother's seat who sneaked down to the mortal world?!
It’s only been a hundred days! A hundred days! And he can already sit up on his own?! Look at all that fat! "
She couldn't help herself and stretched out her calloused fingers to gently pinch Fubao's lotus-root-like little arm. The heavy, solid feel of it made her gasp, "Incredible! It's truly incredible!"
"Yeah, three flips and six sits, this kid is really capable!"
"This child is really strong. He must weigh about 15 kilograms, right? I haven't seen such a fat child in how many years."
A simple curiosity with a hint of "verification" instantly gripped Aunt Wang.
She slapped her thigh and said, "Wait! I have a scale at home!"
Before he finished speaking, the man had already rushed out of the door like a gust of wind. A few moments later, he came back with a shiny old-fashioned large beam scale with a weight weighing half a pound.
With the help of everyone who was busy and laughing.
Shen Lingning carefully placed Fubao, who was only wearing a red bellyband and had white chubby arms and legs showing, and looked like he had jumped out of a New Year picture, into a bamboo basket padded with soft cloth.
Little Fubao was surprisingly well-behaved. He didn't cry or make a fuss, and just sat steadily in the basket.
Blinking his big, black, watery eyes, he looked at the long beam and the big black weight curiously.
Xiaorou's expression was so calm and composed, but the little man in his heart rolled his eyes helplessly: "Alas, women, no matter whether it's the 1970s or 700 years later, the obsession with weight is really engraved in their bones!
Fortunately, this "rich fat" of mine is now hard currency, not a burden!
Thinking of this, she stretched out her chubby paws with small dimples, and patted the arm of Aunt Wang, who was standing very close to her with her face flushed with excitement, with two "pa pa" sounds, like patting a small watermelon.
"Hahaha!"
This sudden "slap" instantly set off laughter in the whole room, and the roof was almost blown off.
Aunt Wang tried hard to suppress her laughter, held her breath, narrowed her old eyes into slits, and used her rough fingers to move the heavy iron weight on the scale very carefully.
The thin hemp rope made a slight friction sound on the smooth beam, and the beam trembled up and down.
Finally, the beam stopped steadily on the horizontal line and the weight stopped shaking!
Even Fubao herself was staring at the scale curiously. This was the first time she had been on a scale since she was born.
Aunt Wang put her face close to the Libra, her nose almost touching it, and carefully identified the shiny scale...
Suddenly, she gasped, her eyes widened, and her voice suddenly rose an octave, with an incredible sharpness:
"Ten... eighteen pounds?! Oh my God! It really is eighteen pounds!
"Fubao! My dearest darling! You're only a hundred days old and you already weigh 18 pounds?! This...this baby is destined to become a queen in the future!"
"boom!"
This earth-shattering figure, coupled with Fubao's "feat" of calmly patting his aunt, was like pouring a bucket of cold water into boiling oil, causing an instant uproar!
The sounds of exclamations, laughter, and chattering almost blew the roof off!
All the sadness of parting and reluctance to leave were blown away by the shocking power of this "18-pound little meat bomb".
The only sounds in the courtyard were the bustle of extreme joy and the sincere admiration for Fubao's "rich destiny".
Even Ma Zhenshan, who was standing at the door with an empty pipe in his mouth, laughed so hard that his beard was shaking, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he carefully rubbed Fubao again.
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