[Hmph, no, that's not good at all, and it tastes fishy!]
No, no, no!
[My mother's milk is still the best. It's sweet, mellow and thick, even better than cow's milk.]
[Stupid woman, I can't see that you still have your strengths! ]
Jiang Ying, “…”
Thank you for your compliment, you are quite nice!
While thinking, he secretly glared at Yan Zhuo. What kind of father gives birth to what kind of son, they are all dogs!
After listening to Nanny Duan's explanation, Yan Zhuo was speechless.
She pursed her lips awkwardly.
The key point is, he specially found a wet nurse and paid her five taels of silver a month. What should he do if the child doesn’t drink?
"...I'll ask Qi Ren to find a few more wet nurses." He had no choice but to say.
Jiang Ying didn't react much. It was of course better not to have to breastfeed. Anyway, she had already taken the milk-suppressing medicine, so her milk wouldn't be engorged.
In modern times, Jiang Ying heard from her cousin who breastfed that breastfeeding would cause sagging breasts.
It’s just right not to feed.
Unexpectedly, the monkey son suddenly cried even louder, and tossed and turned in Nanny Duan's arms like a little loach.
[No, no, no! I don’t want anyone else’s, I want my mother’s!]
Ahhhhh, you guys are so cruel! You didn't even let me drink a single sip of milk. You're deliberately trying to starve me to death.
"Stupid mother, please, give me a sip. I promise, I won't hate you anymore in this life. I'll let you live a good life, a better life than marrying that bastard dad, okay?"
The little guy cried so hard, he was even sadder than if his mother had died.
Jiang Ying felt a little sorry for her crying.
Is it worthwhile to exchange a mouthful of milk for a filial son?
However, Yan Zhuo had just spoken very harshly to Jiang Ying, so he felt too embarrassed to beg Jiang Ying to feed him.
He still ordered Qi Ren to invite a wet nurse.
Before long, there were five, six, seven, or eight wet nurses of all kinds standing in the yard.
Even milk was prepared.
Unfortunately, no matter which wet nurse came forward or which milk was offered, they were all rejected by Xiao Yanzhi.
He just refused to drink, cried and made a fuss, and his voice became hoarse.
The spirit and energy that had been nurtured by the two droppers of nutrient solution were almost completely destroyed by him. His little face was red from crying, his lips were pale, and his hands and feet were limp and powerless.
Jiang Ying felt distressed.
Yan Zhuo also relaxed, "He only wants you, can you..."
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