Yu Rujia: "If you really can't coax her, bring her back. Weaning can be done slowly."
Dorjee is now used to drinking porridge and can communicate about some things. If all else fails, we can discuss with him changing his milk intake from twice a day to once every two days, and then gradually to three or four days a day. This will help him successfully wean off milk.
Gao Shujing understood what she meant, but Dorje was too old to sleep with them all the time. This time, it was less about weaning and more about letting Dorje sleep in a separate bed from them.
Gao Shujing: "He'll be fine. He'll fall asleep once he's tired of making a fuss."
Dorje's voice was loud enough to be heard on both sides. Even when Duofu and the others brought him steamed buns and mantou to play with, it was no use.
She finally fell asleep after getting tired of playing around.
After leaving the person with Gao Guojing, Gao Shujing returned to his room: "This kid has so much energy. He caused trouble all day, and he still managed to create so much trouble at night."
Because they were trying to stop him from coming to see Yu Rujia, everyone in the family was working hard to distract Dorje, and he was making a lot of noise more than usual today.
Yu Rujia sighed, "He should be able to adapt a bit more by tomorrow, right?"
Gao Shujing: "You'll get used to it eventually."
When Dorje woke up the next day, he found himself in his uncle's room again. The little guy still remembered what happened yesterday and started to cry with his little mouth pouting.
Gao Guojing's attempts to hug and coax him were all in vain. Dorje broke free from his embrace, took his short legs, and shakily climbed off the bed. He then turned to Yu Rujia's side of the courtyard and pushed open the door to go inside.
Gao Shujing and Duofu came over to coax him when they heard the noise, but Duoji wouldn't listen and stubbornly pushed the door open.
Yu Rujia was woken up by the noise and had no choice but to get up and come out to pick up the little guy who was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face.
Gao Shujing took out a handkerchief to wipe the snot and tears off Dorje's face, but the little guy turned his head away and wouldn't let him wipe it. He stretched out his little hand to stop the handkerchief and cried, "No, no, Daddy, bad, Daddy is bad."
Dorje remembered very well what happened last night when he carried him away from Rujia; the kid holds a grudge.
Dorje's crying was truly heartbreaking. Yu Rujia reached out a hand to take the handkerchief from Gao Shujing's hand: "I'll wipe it for him."
When someone else wiped his face, the little guy didn't refuse anymore. Yu Rujia quickly wiped his face clean and handed the dirty cloth back to Gao Shujing.
Yu Rujia patted his back and comforted him, saying, "Don't cry, Dorje, Mommy's here."
Dorje called out "Mom" in a choked voice. His usually sweet and gentle voice was now hoarse, and each "Mom" was heartbreaking.
Yu Rujia coaxed her for a while before finally calming her down, but she still refused to get out of bed.
The little guy even stretched out his two slender arms and hugged Yu Rujia's neck tightly so that no one else would have a chance to take him away.
Gao Guojing stood to the side watching the mother and son sticking together and sighed, "This can't go on. Dorje has become so old that he remembers what happened yesterday. He won't let anyone touch him."
Aside from sleeping, everyone else in the family takes care of Dorje more during the day than Yu Rujia does. So why is it that when it comes to weaning, it has to be her?
Gao Shujing said as if recalling something, "Duofu and the others went through the same thing. At first, I had to sleep with them. Except for Duofu, the other three cried a lot."
“If Rujia doesn’t come home before bedtime, she cries nonstop. She’s gotten a little better as she’s grown up.”
Duolu didn't remember anything from the past, and upon hearing this, he immediately retorted, "I didn't cry, I fell asleep quickly."
Duoxi followed closely behind his second brother and nodded, saying, "Yes, I didn't cry."
Gao Shujing looked around at the children and said slowly, "That's because you agreed to sleep with me only if you wanted to practice martial arts with me."
“There was another time when you slept in separate beds. Back then, you were just like Dorje now. You wouldn’t listen to anyone and insisted on sleeping with your aunt. If you couldn’t see her for an hour in the middle of the day, you would cry and search for her everywhere.”
Duoshou quietly leaned close to Duofu and asked, "Brother, was it like this back then?"
When it was the first time they slept in separate beds, Duofu was a little over three years old and had some memory. He nodded and said, "You guys do it this way, but I don't."
Of course, he was very aggrieved at the time because he thought Yu Rujia didn't want them anymore, so there was no need for him to say those words.
Dorje stopped crying, but the little guy ignored everyone except for his biological mother, Yu Rujia.
This kid, for some reason, has a stubborn streak; he can't distinguish right from wrong, so he simply excludes everyone.
Yu Rujia wouldn't indulge him. After breakfast, she pulled the chubby boy aside and said, "Our Dorje is naughty. He ignores people and is impolite."
Dorjee denied these crimes, his little face puffed up with anger as he said, "Bad, bad, all bad, no!"
Yu Rujia tapped his little nose: "Who's bad? In Mommy's opinion, the worst person is Dorje. Your uncles and brothers usually play with you and let you have your way."
"And what do you do? You ignore everyone the moment you're unhappy. Be careful they don't stop playing with you in the future."
Dorje turned his small body to look at Duofu and the others standing not far from them. When Duolu saw this, he grinned at him while holding the flower roll.
Dorje immediately turned around and threw himself into Yu Rujia's arms.
Yu Rujia pretended to be unhappy and straightened the little guy's body: "Your second brother greeted you, Dorje, remember to greet him, otherwise Mommy will be unhappy."
This kid is spoiled. He's been the youngest child in the family since birth, and everyone pampers him. He dares to throw tantrums at such a young age. If we don't correct him now, it will be even harder to straighten him out when he grows up.
Seeing that she was a little angry, the little boy cautiously looked up and stole a glance at her.
Dorjee couldn't understand why, even though he was the one who felt most wronged and everyone was preventing him from spending time with his mother, his mother wasn't on his side.
Yu Rujia continued, "Mom likes well-behaved children. Doesn't Dorje want Mom to like him?"
Dorjee clasped his little hands together and said nervously, "I want to, I like, Mommy, I like it."
Yu Rujia encouraged him, "If you want to, play with your older brothers. Dorje should be a polite and well-behaved child."
Dorje looked aggrieved, his eyes filled with difficulty as he looked back and forth between her and the others. After hesitating for a long time, he obediently turned around and called out to them one by one.
Duofu stretched out a small hand and softly invited, "Duoji is the best boy, let's play."
Dorjee glanced back at Yu Rujia, who gave him a push: "Go."
Dorje was initially reluctant, but once he rushed into the group of his older brothers, he quickly forgot his little grievance and played happily with his brothers and the two dogs.
Because Dorje was so noisy this morning, Yu Rujia got up early to have breakfast with everyone, which is quite rare for her.
Gao Shujing sighed softly and said helplessly, "Duoji is not used to sleeping in a new place. I will go and sleep with him tonight. He can come back after he has settled in."
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