"Comrade Lu, I'm sorry. The child was frightened and fell ill a few days ago. He couldn't sleep well and cried as soon as he opened his eyes. His voice was hoarse from crying. I just fed him some porridge and he finally fell asleep..." The fifty-year-old woman spoke a little excitedly, and her weathered face was full of fatigue.
"Aunt Liu, don't get excited. Speak slowly." Lu Jiamu said in a deep voice.
Before handing Xiao An over to Aunt Liu's family, he carefully asked people around him what they thought of Aunt Liu's family, and they all had good opinions.
After spending time with Aunt Liu's family, he was willing to believe that they wouldn't deliberately mistreat Xiao An...
"Last week, my eldest child said he wanted to hug his younger brother, and I accidentally dropped him. Later, he caught a cold from hitting the quilt at night. I made him some medicine, and he's gotten better now.
But now the little baby won't let anyone hold him, and he vomits whatever he drinks. My daughter-in-law doesn't have much milk to begin with, and she vomited it all, so my grandson has nothing to drink.
I thought of giving him some rice porridge. If the kid was really hungry, he could drink a few sips, but he started vomiting again not long after. Now he is so skinny..." Liu Cuihua looked more and more ashamed as she spoke.
Comrade Lu came to them at that time and said that if anyone could help take care of the baby, he would give five yuan a month, two food coupons and one cloth coupon.
Who wouldn't want such a good job? It just so happened that her daughter-in-law had just given birth and had milk, so she made sure the baby had enough. That's when Comrade Lu finally decided to give the baby to her.
But a baby who's only seven months old is so hard to take care of. Especially this one in my arms, I can't let go of it at all. Now he won't eat anything, cries when he wakes up, and cries all night long. His face is all rough...
In order to take care of this baby, the whole family has not had a good night's sleep during this period.
I don't know why they cry so much? But they have no idea what to do with such a little kid. The little kid lost his father and mother before he could even drink a few sips of milk. It's really pitiful to see...
Lu Jiamu had been mentally prepared for the fact that the baby would be difficult to take care of. But seeing Xiao An's frail appearance, he felt really bad.
Lu Jiamu looked at the little baby in Liu Cuihua's arms, whose eyes were closed and tears were on her face, and said softly, "Aunt Liu, let me hold her for a while."
"It's okay, I'll hold him. This little kid is so smart. He woke up as soon as he was put in bed. He noticed the slightest movement. Look at him now. He knows he's being held and coaxed, so his eyelids are fluttering, but he hasn't opened them yet... If he really woke up, he would cry!"
"This cleverness is similar to that of Lao Fang." Lu Jiamu couldn't help feeling a little sad when he thought of his comrade Fang Guanjun.
"...Aunt Liu, you've worked hard during this period. Please take next month's money and tickets. It may take a few weeks for me to come over." Lu Jiamu handed the things he had prepared long ago to Liu Cuihua.
Now, apart from leaving the doll with Aunt Liu, he really couldn't think of any other way.
The baby cannot be brought to his mother for fear that she will faint again.
He's usually busy with training and missions, so he doesn't have much time to look after the children. Only occasionally, when he gets a half-day off, can he come and see Xiao An...
Liu Cuihua took the money and coupons, looking a little hesitant. In fact, they were considering whether to continue helping to take care of the children. Five yuan was a lot, and there were also food coupons and cloth coupons. They didn't want to give it up.
But this child is really too torturous...
"Mom~" Peng Sandiao, who had a sound sleep, got up in the morning without any intention of crying. He rolled up the quilt and went to his mother to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Zhang Siyu squeezed a tube of toothpaste for the little guy and watched him brush his teeth.
Peng Sandiao opened his mouth and brushed the teeth one by one, then made two "gurgle" sounds to show his mother his little white teeth.
"Good, it's clean." Zhang Siyu wiped the little guy's face.
"Mother, mine, mine."
Peng Yitiao and Peng Ertiao both ran over and bared their little white teeth at their mother.
"Yeah." Zhang Siyu nodded and rewarded the three little kids with a pat on the head. "They're all clean. Let's get ready for dinner."
This morning she steamed four eggs and a tray of steamed dumplings. Each person got a bowl of egg custard and 12 dumplings. Take as many as you want.
In her refrigerator, she had a few boxes of frozen pastries left over from the previous trip. The last box was the xiaolongbao, along with two boxes of corn and pork dumplings, four large vermicelli and meat buns, and a box of shumai.
Three little kids sat around a dark wooden table, looking eagerly at the steaming and fragrant snow-white buns and tender yellow egg custard in the middle.
"Mom, it's buns!"
The buns are white, soft, fragrant and especially delicious.
Peng Ertiao swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.
Peng Yitiao swallowed twice.
The steamed buns he had eaten were delicious!
"Well, this is xiaolongbao." Zhang Siyu filled a bowl of egg custard for each of the little kids.
The bun was too hot and she was about to poke it with her chopsticks.
But suddenly, a skinny little black claw reached out to the white, fragrant and soft dumplings and quickly took one away.
The little black claws belong to San Tiao classmate...
Zhang Siyu was slightly stunned, and quickly took the bowl to catch the bun thrown by the little guy.
"It's hot, my hands hurt~" Peng Sandiao shook his little hands, blew on them twice, and then looked at his mother who was pouting in grievance.
"You still know it's hot?" Zhang Siyu looked at the little guy with both anger and amusement, and took his hand to help him blow on it.
"Brother, you are not a good boy." Peng Yitiao, who was sitting next to him, grabbed his brother's hand that was taking out the buns and slapped it twice, immediately regaining control of the big brother's dominance.
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