"It sounds better to use the nickname I gave you, Yuling." Qiu Jianshe scratched his head and kicked the ball to his daughter.
"You mean Qiu Wenchi, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Purple?" Li Qingmei couldn't believe it.
Qiu Yuling interrupted, "How about using homophones like Qiu Wenchi, Qiu Wencheng, or Qiu Wenhuang?"
Afraid that they didn't understand, I took the notebook and wrote down the words to be used.
When everyone saw it, they all said it was a good idea. Immediately, the three little ones jumped from being little beans to people with both a big name and a nickname.
"I'll take the bucket of goat milk back with me. I'll have Dashan run around more frequently these past two days to get the milk. I won't let the goats come over. The place is too small, and there are too many animals. I'm afraid the neighbors will be unhappy."
The weather is getting colder, and the milk can be stored. I have saved a big bucket of it and brought it all over when Qiu Jianshe came. Now I am worried about the livestock at home. Although I am thinking about my grandchildren, I am still anxious to go back to look after the house.
"Then you should come back soon. Just having a lot of money at home is useless."
Qiu Yuling forgot that the little female goat sent by her sister-in-law's family had also produced milk, and the lamb had been sent back to the pasture. The milk of the adult goat was enough for the four of them, mother and children, to drink as much as they wanted.
The courtyard became unusually lively with the addition of three little lives.
If you say they are noisy, they will behave themselves if someone pays attention to them. If you say they are well-behaved, they will howl at any opportunity.
Often, when one of them starts howling, the other two will immediately catch up, never missing a beat.
The funniest time was when the third child was clearly nestled in his mother's arms drinking milk, but when he heard his two older brothers howling, he turned his head and howled too without thinking, then quickly turned around and took a bite, then turned his head back to greet them, making him look like a village director.
"This kid is stupid!" Even Qiu Yuling couldn't help but complain. Those two are crying for milk. Why are they crying for nothing when you have milk in your arms?
Because of the addition of these children, life has become busy and chaotic.
Li Qingmei held her waist. The speed at which the urine ring dried could not keep up with the speed at which the little guys urinated.
For the first time, I felt that having three people coming at once was not a blessing to be accepted.
Of course Qiu Yuling had a good idea, but she couldn't take out the diapers, so she had to keep buying new ones with fine cotton cloth to increase the number of diapers.
"Why don't we learn from the people in the village and just let the kids sleep on the sand kang. No matter how much we pee, it won't be enough for them to pee." Li Qingmei really couldn't wash anymore. She still had to cook, help feed the baby, wash the diaper rash guard, clean the door... countless tasks.
Qiu Yuling also felt a little sorry for her mother. Her sister-in-law was in good condition, but her stepmother showed signs of postpartum depression first.
"Mom will sleep with my grandma tonight, so from now on, I'll let my eldest brother stay behind to keep watch. If anything happens at night, he can help. He's a father, so how can he not endure any hardship?"
"Your eldest brother is still pulling sand with your father during the day."
"It's already the twelfth lunar month, the soil is frozen, let my father take a break and not go back to work. Let big brother stay here for the remaining ten days."
Qiu Yuling said this with a smile, but everyone could tell she was serious. Huang Duoer actually hoped that Qiu Dashan could be around and get closer to the kids.
Seeing that Li Qingmei was still hesitant, the old lady made the final decision, "Listen to Yuling. You're busy enough during the day taking care of three children at once. If you can't sleep at night, you'll collapse in a few days."
Whoever has the child, they will feel sorry for him. The old lady has been trying her best to help, but the children are constantly making trouble. They take turns eating, taking turns to poop, and then take turns to cry. Then they have to be changed, washed, and dressed one by one...
Even the iron-clad Li Qingmei couldn't bear it, let alone a person of flesh and blood.
"Okay then. Dashan is coming today, and I'll tell him he's not allowed to go back."
"The kang in that room has burned out. Clean it up and move to the west room. This room has such a strong urine stench that we can't even cook. That way, my grandma and you won't have to move."
"Oh, that won't work. Let your grandma and I move in. There are certain rules for confinement after childbirth, so we can't move. But there really isn't enough space in that house to hold all these belongings."
Qiu Yuling spread her hands and said, "Since you are so particular, then make your own decision." In her opinion, comfort is more important than anything else. Didn't her colleague in her previous life change maternity centers for three consecutive months? Apart from better services, she didn't see any problems.
"Mom, listen to my younger sister. Let's move to that room. The ground floor is small and it won't cause any problems. We eat and sleep on the kang anyway. This room is bigger. You usually cook soup and rice, and boil water to wash urine and urine. It's more spacious.
Besides, people are coming and going in this room all the time, and you are always worried about the wind coming in through the door and blowing the doll away. If we move to that room, we won’t have to worry about that anymore.”
Huang Duoer was sincere. Although there was a curtain blocking the view, there were times when it was not so convenient. She just kept silent before for fear of causing trouble. Now that her sister-in-law took the lead, she couldn't help but want to join in and fight for it.
"There are no taboos! We have moved into the house from the hospital and have not left the yard. What's wrong with that? You go and warm up the house and move in when it is hottest at noon tomorrow." The old lady saw that her daughter was clingy and undecided again, so she made the decision for her.
Qiu Yuling slung her schoolbag over her shoulder and went to school. "Grandma, I won't be back for lunch this afternoon. The teacher said we need to be at school early for the test."
"Then put some cake in your pocket, or ask your mother to bring it to you?"
"No more trouble. I'll just have a pancake in my pocket. Let my mother rest when I have some free time."
The results of the exam at the beginning of the month have not come out yet, which makes Qiu Yuling unsure. She can only continue to prepare actively for the exam and get ready for the official high school entrance examination next year.
"Qiu Yuling, your homeroom teacher wants you to go to the principal's office." As soon as the bell rang, a student came over to pass on the message.
Qiu Yuling's heart moved, and whatever she was thinking about came true. It was probably the result of the advance admission test.
She sighed and stood up. It happened to be math class, so she met the math teacher Wu Zirong at the door. She briefly explained the reason to him and Wu Zirong let her go.
She trotted all the way to the principal's office. Besides her homeroom teacher, there were also a few teachers she was not very familiar with.
"Student Qiu Yuling, come here. The results of the pre-entry exam are out. How do you think you did this time?" A different person spoke in a familiar tone.
"Report to the principal, I'm unsure!"
"Haha, you don't even have an idea about this result. What will it be like when you have an idea?" The principal's voice clearly revealed joy.
"Come and look at your report card."
"Have you thought about what major to choose?"
"What majors can I choose? Or what are the three-year majors?"
Several teachers looked at each other. In their opinion, Qiu Yuling was young and could choose her interests based on this score. Of course, making a choice did not necessarily mean that she would be admitted, but she still had to obey the assignment. It didn't make much of a difference. However, if she was simply divided by the academic year system, the options would be much smaller.
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