Chapter 487 Training Ends 1



Chapter 487 Training End 1

Feng Qingxue grabbed Xi Bao's hand and shook it at Chen Xue Niang, "Baby, say thank you, thank you Aunt Chen."

"Mom!" Xibao turned around and lay in her arms, twisting her body back and forth, revealing her two fat buttocks in her crotchless pants.

Chen Xuenniang, who knew that Xibao was a latecomer in speaking, didn't mind it. She smiled and stuffed the small sachet into the pocket of Xibao's shirt. Zhou Yulan thoughtfully sewed a square pocket on the lower right side of the red cotton shirt with white flowers to make it convenient for Xibao to put things in. "Xibao, when will you learn to speak a few more words? You are already one year old."

Xibao turned around, stared at her and said nothing.

"Little fool!" Feng Qingxue scolded with a smile.

He can walk steadily now, but is very slow in learning to speak. Now he can only call "Mom" and at most "Milk".

This "奶" does not refer to the grandmother of our elders, but refers to milk powder.

Feng Qingxue was not at home during the day and only came back at night. She often prepared milk powder for him at night. Over time, he was weaned slowly and naturally. Until now, he has never thought about drinking breast milk.

What a little fool.

But the little fool was not happy. He turned around and walked towards Father Lu, with his two chubby legs bent inward, and jumped into Father Lu's arms. Father Lu was so happy that he hugged him tightly, "Oh, Grandpa missed you so much, did you miss Grandpa?"

Xibao's reaction was to rub against him, and Father Lu was immediately delighted from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Cuilan and Chen Xueniang had never had a child, nor had they taken care of such a young child before. When Father Lu and Xibao were being affectionate, they both asked Feng Qingxue at the same time: "Is Xibao okay? Will he become bow-legged? You are a doctor, do you want to fix it quickly? Don't let him walk awkwardly when he grows up."

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "It's okay, his legs will naturally straighten when he grows older."

"It must be because you didn't want to bind Xibao's legs after he was born." Father Lu heard it and suddenly interrupted.

Many children in the countryside have their legs bound after they are born, but Feng Qingxue just doesn't want to do that.

"Dad, I've told you many times that the straightness of the baby's legs has nothing to do with leg binding, because when he was still a fetus, he was curled up in the mother's womb. After birth, his legs are still a little bent, but it has no effect on his future development. When he just learned to walk, he might be a little bent, but you can see if his legs are straight after a year. The bow legs and pigeon-toed legs you mentioned are mostly inherited from parents, and some are caused by illness or improper care by parents. Leg binding is very harmful and can easily affect the baby's development. It makes him very uncomfortable and his blood circulation is blocked."

Feng Qingxue loved Xibao so much, how could she not pay attention to her son's development? She had already checked Xibao's legs using the method that people would talk about decades later, and there was no bow-leggedness.

She is a doctor and she has the final say. The elderly people said they understood, but they still had doubts in their hearts.

Feng Qingxue didn't intend to try to convince them. She would let time prove it. Her baby would grow into a tall and strong man with a pair of straight long legs.

The future long legs are still short legs at this time. He grabbed Lu's father's hand, pointed outside the door and babbled.

"Are you going out?" asked Father Lu.

Xibao's answer was to blink her big eyes with a longing expression.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Cheng Baoguo stood up and said, "This kid really likes to play outside. Second brother, you take a good rest, I'll take Xibao out." Wang Fengmei knew Lu's father, and Zhao Yide must know his situation. It would be too conspicuous if he went out.

(End of this chapter)


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