By this time, everyone in the east room had almost finished eating.
These days, the bowls we eat from are those white bowls with blue rims. Women don't eat much to begin with, so one bowl of noodles is usually enough for them.
Zhang Shuzhen enthusiastically served noodles to everyone, insisting that they eat as much as possible.
After much persuasion and cajoling, they managed to get half a bowl of food, and at least managed to eat some.
After lunch, everyone chatted at the Sheng family's house for a while longer before saying goodbye and heading home.
Zhang Shuzhen asked Sheng Xiping to give each family a piece of meat. There were two pigs, so everyone could share them.
After seeing the guests off, Sheng Xiping cut up the remaining meat and took it outside to freeze.
The weather was cold at that time, with daytime temperatures dropping to minus twenty degrees Celsius. The meat pieces left outside froze solid in no time.
Similar to frozen dumplings, the outside is also covered with a layer of ice, and then the meat is put into a large wooden barrel in the warehouse, layered with meat and snow, so that it can be stored for a long time.
"Mom, we have so much meat in our storeroom. You can eat whatever you want at home. You don't need to save everything for the three of us when we come back."
"It would be a shame to leave so much meat uneaten until after the New Year and let it spoil."
There were several large wooden barrels in the Sheng family's storeroom, almost all of them full, containing various kinds of meat, sticky rice cakes, dumplings, and other items.
Sheng Xiping looked at them one by one, and after returning to the room, he gave Zhang Shuzhen some instructions.
The baby's third day passed quickly amidst all the hustle and bustle. Under her mother-in-law's meticulous care, Zhou Qinglan's breast milk was plentiful enough to feed her son.
Babies who are breastfed now completely dislike formula.
To amuse his son, Sheng Xiping specially prepared some formula milk, but the little guy wouldn't even open his mouth and refused to eat.
"This little guy knows what's good and bad. Oh well, I guess I bought the milk powder for nothing. I'll save it for Lao Liu and the others."
Sheng Xiping tried to coax the child for a while, but his eldest son just wouldn't open his mouth. In the end, the bowl of milk powder ended up in the stomachs of Sheng Xitai and Chen Feng.
Most babies in their first month do nothing but eat and sleep, though some might cry and be a bit fussy.
Fortunately, the Sheng family's baby is quite well-behaved. He only cries when he's hungry or needs a diaper change, and otherwise remains quiet.
The baby is easy to soothe, which makes things easier for the person taking care of the new mother. Sheng Xiping is mainly responsible for washing diapers, while Zhang Shuzhen can cook for Zhou Qinglan.
Sheng Xiping only had five days of vacation, so on the afternoon of the 6th, he carried large bags and small packages back to the mountain.
When Sheng Liancheng saw his son, he kept asking how his grandson was, whether he was chubby, and how easy he was to please.
Sheng Xiping took out the paper on which the couple had named their child and asked Sheng Liancheng for his opinion.
The next generation of the Sheng family should be the "Xin" generation. Zhou Qinglan gave them several names, including Sheng Xinmin, Sheng Xinhua, Sheng Xinguo, Sheng Xinbo, Sheng Xinyao, and Sheng Xinyu.
Sheng Liancheng was an old-fashioned man who didn't understand those trendy names. He just thought that Xinmin and Xinhua sounded nice.
After discussing it for a long time, the father and son decided to use the name Sheng Xinhua. If Zhou Qinglan had another child in the future, they would choose from the remaining ones.
Thus, the first boy of the third generation of the Sheng family was given a name: Sheng Xinhua.
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