When Song Shiting rushed in from outside, he saw Ruan Qingling holding the child. Aunt Liu staggered, but thankfully she managed to grab the wall and didn't fall.
He looked at Ruan Qingling with a gloomy expression: "Give me the child."
A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking the light.
Ruan Qingling looked up and saw that the man was a head taller than her, and his cold black eyes were staring intently at her.
Intimidated by the other person's imposing presence, she could only explain, "The room was too smoky, so I brought the child out to get some fresh air."
Song Shiting reached out and insisted, "Give me the child."
His impatient demeanor exuded a strong sense of pressure.
Ruan Qingling said, "She's sick, she has a fever, I'm afraid..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Shiting had already reached out his hand.
To prevent the child from getting hurt, Ruan Qingling had no choice but to let go.
Song Shiting's posture while holding the child was incorrect, but it was clear that he was being very careful.
The child is just not feeling well, and being held like that by him would make him even more uncomfortable.
Therefore, the crying became even louder!
Seeing the child suffering, Ruan Qingling reiterated, "She's sick!"
Aunt Liu quickly said, "She's hungry, poor thing, she hasn't eaten in so long. The porridge will be ready soon. Yaya, don't cry. Shiting, wait a moment, I'll get the child a bowl."
As she turned around, she said, "Don't cry, Yaya, don't cry. Grandma has brought you some food."
Song Shiting stood under the shade of a tree, and to prevent the child from being exposed to the sun, he pulled up his straw hat to cover the child's face.
The man in front of me was tall and handsome. Although his posture while holding the child was a little awkward, he tried his best to coax the child in a gentle tone, which even made him seem a little bit cute.
His good looks inexplicably captured her heart, making her take a second look.
Aunt Liu quickly brought out a bowl and said, "It's a little hot, blow on it to cool it down. Let the child drink some rice cereal to fill his stomach first."
Ya Ya has never been breastfed since birth, so her health is poor. In addition, Ruan Qingling is unwilling to feed the child, so the child is sometimes fed and sometimes not. To put it bluntly, she is just hanging on by a thread.
Looking at Ya Ya's sallow face, Ruan Qingling felt inexplicably sorry for her. The original owner of this body really didn't know how to be a mother!
In her past life, she was thirty-two years old, without a boyfriend or children, but she liked girls, and she adopted all her colleagues' daughters as her goddaughters.
Now that I've been given a new body and a daughter, I inexplicably want to spend more time with her.
The child kept crying, and Aunt Liu took a small spoon, scooped up a tiny spoonful, blew on it for a long time, and then put it to the child's mouth.
Ya Ya is so hungry.
She would open her mouth immediately when she saw something edible, but she would burst into tears as soon as she took a bite.
But her little mouth kept opening and closing, clearly she was crying but still wanted to eat...
Ruan Qingling noticed something was wrong and said, "Let me see."
However, Aunt Liu looked at Ruan Qingling as if she were a wolf.
"Shi Ting's wife, why don't you go home first? I'll bring you a bowl of porridge later, okay?"
Ruan Qingling is too fierce, too powerful, and too noisy; she is very afraid of her.
Ruan Qingling narrowed her eyes. If she delayed any longer, the child's throat would only become more and more uncomfortable.
She looked at Song Shiting and tried to soften her voice: "The child is sick, you can't hold her like this, it's uncomfortable for you to hold her like this."
When she lowered her voice, it sounded like a gentle melody from Jiangnan, quiet and pleasant to the ear.
Song Shiting raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at her.
Why are you being so humble? What tricks are you trying to play?
Just then, taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Ruan Qingling reached out and quickly and gently took the child from Song Shiting's hands.
Song Shiting then realized her cunning!
But fearing that they might hurt Ya Ya while fighting, he didn't move, his forehead veins bulging.
Ruan Qingling touched the child's forehead and found that the child had a rash.
My throat is hoarse from crying.
She frowned and said, "The situation is very bad; she needs to take her medicine."
As she spoke, she gently patted the child's back, just to make the child more comfortable.
But in Song Shiting's and Sixth Aunt's eyes, it was not like that at all.
Seeing that discarding it wouldn't work, Ruan Qingling was spouting nonsense, trying to poison Ya Ya with a bowl of medicine.
Aunt Liu endured it and said in a kind voice, "Shi Ting's wife, the child is hungry. He will stop crying once he is full."
This poor child, stuck with such an unacceptable mother.
Ruan Qingling said, "Her throat needs medication now."
Aunt Liu thought the child must have been abandoned and had lost his soul due to fright, so she should find a shaman to help him regain his spirit.
Turning to Song Shiting, she said, "Shiting, I think Yaya is frightened. Let's find Granny Ma at the east end of the village."
Ruan Qingling saw that they wouldn't give her the child and were still talking about finding Ma Po.
This body does know that this Ma Po is a sorceress.
Previously, Song Shiting's mother had hired that sorceress to frame her, claiming that she was possessed by an evil spirit.
But right now, the child is hungry and uncomfortable, and we really can't delay any longer.
She tilted the child's neck slightly upwards.
He turned to Song Shiting and asked, "Where can I find fresh reed roots?"
Seeing that the child, Ruan Qingling, had suddenly stopped crying, Song Shiting instinctively asked, "What are you doing?"
Actually, he didn't agree with finding Mapo either.
Ruan Qingling said, "The child has developed a rash, so we need to regulate his/her digestive system and clear away the heat and toxins."
Song Shiting knew that fresh reed roots could indeed be used in medicine, and said, "I'll go dig some up."
How could Sixth Aunt let Song Shiting leave? She immediately said, "I'll go find him."
The villagers were all afraid of Ruan Qingling, this crazy woman.
Ruan Qingling saw a bottle of baijiu on the shelf and reached out to take it.
Song Shiting's eyes darkened.
Just as he was about to stop her, Ruan Qingling had already opened the lid.
Song Shiting decided to shut up and just pay his sixth aunt the compensation later; he was too lazy to argue with Ruan Qingling anymore.
However, Ruan Qingling unbuttoned Ya Ya's clothes, poured the wine into her palm, rubbed it, and massaged all the acupoints from behind Ya Ya's ears to her spine.
Gradually, Ya Ya's crying subsided.
Song Shiting looked at Ruan Qingling with a complicated expression.
She wasn't taking the alcohol for herself, but rather to rub Ya Ya's body?
She looked at her daughter, who nestled listlessly in Ruan Qingling's arms.
He suddenly pursed his thin lips and said, "I cannot agree to what you have said."
Ruan Qingling looked up and glanced at Song Shiting.
She remembered that the original owner of this body had mentioned to Song Shiting that she wanted to go into the city.
The original owner wanted to go to the city to buy things, which clearly meant she wanted to go back to see her old flame.
Ruan Qingling lowered her eyes and said, "We won't go into the city for now."
Given the child's condition, we need to get her health back on track first. She'll need to go out and find medicine in the next few days.
She stopped making a fuss and was still holding the child.
She looks just like a virtuous wife and loving mother.
But he knew she was faking it!
A few days ago, she suddenly became very gentle and kind to the child. However, she wanted to feed the child with boiling water. If he hadn't been there, the child's mouth would have been burned.
Ruan Qingling really went to any lengths to achieve her goal.
Song Shiting remained silent, watching Ruan Qingling holding the child.
"Gurgle..." Ruan Qingling's stomach made two loud noises, just like thunder!
Her face darkened with embarrassment.
Song Shiting then said, "Let's go home for dinner."
Thinking of the cold, empty stove and the lack of food at home, Ruan Qingling frowned and stopped in her tracks.
Song Shiting thought she wanted to stay at her sixth aunt's house for meals, so he said, "I'll go get some food."
He had just buried a few sweet potatoes in the fire pit before going to his older brother's house to get more food.
Upon hearing that there was food, Ruan Qingling instinctively swallowed.
Song Shiting pursed his lips even tighter!
Ruan Qingling wanted to follow Song Shiting with the child in her arms, but Song Shiting was worried and said, "Give the child to me."
Ruan Qingling: "She's more comfortable when I hold her."
The daughter nestled in Ruan Qingling's arms and stopped crying, so Song Shiting didn't forcibly take the child away.
But his eyes remained fixed on Ruan Qingling, as if afraid that she might harm the child at any moment.
Just as they came out of Aunt Liu's house, they saw a figure rushing towards them, calling out as he ran, "Third Brother Song, Third Brother Song..."
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