As soon as Tuanzi came home, he lay down beside the cradle and kept talking to Xiao Nuomi.

I don’t know if the little girl heard something, or if there was a family connection between the two people.

Whenever Tuanzi spoke, Xiao Nuomi would giggle, each time louder than the last.

Two days passed.

All the sisters-in-law who needed medical treatment or needed to buy skin care products came, and Yang Fengxian and Wang Chunhong also came here to play.

"The joints of my hands have been hurting recently, and I want you to take a look at them for me." The military wife said as she came over and pressed the painful spots on her body for Song Zhiya.

Song Zhiya pressed down gently with her hand, and after checking several places in succession, she determined that it was caused by strain.

"So what this means is that if I don't work, I'll get better slowly?"

They don’t understand other things, but they can understand the word “strain”. Isn’t it the physical injury caused by excessive work?

The best way is probably not to work.

"The best way is indeed not to work," Song Zhiya did not hide it from them, "but who can stop working? So we can only do acupuncture and fumigation at the same time, and try to make this place better."

"It's really best to lighten up the workload until things get better here."

After Song Zhiya finished speaking, everyone present fell silent. There were many things waiting for them at home every day.

Sometimes I have to wash clothes for the children, cook, clean the house, and take them out to play.

In addition to these, most military wives work in the army.

Some help out in school, some help serve food in the army, and some help with cleaning.

There are all kinds of positions.

You can't just not work.

"Or you can exercise more. Long-term exercise can keep the body at a certain strength. Occasionally, acupuncture or massage will make the body feel very comfortable."

Song Zhiya told everyone about her exercise routine, and many people wanted to learn from her.

"good."

Song Zhiya had learned some Chinese medicine exercises from books, but they were difficult, only about 10 to 20 minutes a day, so she could still spare some time.

Everyone will be able to do it after learning from her for a few days.

The child was easy to take care of, so Song Zhiya's work officially returned to normal. Yang Fengxian and Wang Chunhong helped to stew medicinal food, while Song Zhiya researched various things needed at home, or helped her sisters-in-law with acupuncture and fumigation.

There are only two people receiving long-term treatment now. One of them is Yang Guoqing, who needs acupuncture and medicated fumigation. He also needs to soak his feet with Chinese herbal medicine when he returns home.

The other one is Xiaoxue.

Song Zhiya would give her different levels of tests and training every day, then perform acupuncture, and occasionally apply medicine to her for a period of time.

Ever since she could hear a little bit last time, Wang Chunhong has had absolute confidence in Song Zhiya. Of course, she also knows that treating ears is a very long process, so she didn't rush her.

Song Zhiya spent some ordinary days like this.

Every day I would study something, then take Nuomi outside to bask in the sun, and then call Tuanzi back for dinner.

Now that the New Year has passed, Tuanzi is a little older than last year and is three and a half years old. Song Zhiya found someone to send him to kindergarten.

Although she has to study for an extra semester, Song Zhiya doesn't mind.

Because Tuanzi is too bored at home. The older children are in school from Monday to Friday and he has no time to play.

Song Zhiya didn't want her child to be alone, so she made this decision.

Tuanzi went to school, and Song Zhiya took Nuannuan to play outside. She gave Xiaoxue and Yang Guoqing acupuncture every day, studied some things, or occasionally checked on the wives of soldiers.

When the time comes, they will cook a meal or something, and Lu Nanfeng will come back to eat with them and help take care of the children.

Life is very comfortable.

In the blink of an eye, another two or three months passed, and Tuanzi learned pinyin at school.

As soon as I got home, I ran into the kitchen excitedly, "Mom, mom, I learned pinyin today, and the teacher said I learned it quite well. Can you buy me a storybook with pinyin?"

Tuanzi's eyes are bright.

Song Zhiya glanced at him, turned around and cut vegetables while asking: "Didn't Dad tell you a story? Why does Tuanzi need a storybook?"

"Because if you buy me a storybook with pinyin, I can tell stories to my sister using pinyin!"

Tuanzi finished speaking and pulled Song Zhiya's clothes, "Mom, can you just buy me a book? I've always wanted to tell stories to my sister!"

"good."

"Mom will buy it for you tomorrow. You will be able to see it when you get home from school tomorrow afternoon, okay?"

How could Song Zhiya refuse such a request? She could just buy a few storybooks for Tuanzi in the space in the evening.

When Tuanzi heard this, he ran out excitedly.

Little Nuomi is playing in the cradle. Now at three months old, he can only roll over and lie on his stomach. At the top of the cradle, Song Zhiya made some small cloth dolls and hung them there. Little Nuomi can pull them with his hands.

In addition to the small cloth doll, Song Zhiya also made two small bells to ensure that they would not scratch the child, but would make her happy to watch.

Tuanzi came to the side of the cradle and gently plucked the bell.

The bells are ringing.

Little Nuomi danced with joy immediately. Tuanzi gently tapped her face and said, "Sister, I have good news for you. Mommy said she will buy me a storybook tomorrow. I have learned pinyin."

"Now that I have the storybook, I will tell you a story, okay?"

Little Nuomi was laughing in the cradle, and his hands and feet were moving around wildly.

Tuanzi was laughing outside.

Lu Nanfeng came back when Song Zhiya was halfway through cooking. Seeing that the two children were not making any noise, he went into the kitchen to help.

the next day.

The pinyin storybook that Song Zhiya bought arrived, and at night Tuanzi sat on the bed and told stories to Xiao Nuomi.

Although the story was told haltingly and Nuomi couldn't understand what her brother was saying, she was still quite supportive.

As soon as Tuanzi finished talking, Nuomi would shake his head and laugh non-stop. His simple and uninhibited appearance made Song Zhiya and Lu Nanfeng laugh out loud.

She was like a loyal listener.

Tuanzi stumbled over it, and after finishing the story, he hugged Nuomi and said, "Sister is the best after all. My sister is so cute!"

Song Zhiya looked at him and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Tuanzi, however, looked at the two of them with a smug smile, and the more he smiled, the smuger he became.

The weekend is coming soon.

Tuanzi went out with Xiaoxuan and played with the children in the compound.

After playing tired, everyone sat together and talked, and happened to talk about their younger brothers and sisters.

"My sister Nuomi is super cute!"

"You don't know that when I tell stories to my sister, she is always laughing. She is very cute and beautiful!"