When Baosheng was about to fall, Jiang Lin picked her up and lifted her high, making Baosheng giggle.
“Dad, Dad!”
Jiang Lin smiled and kissed her little face, greeted the neighbors, and then went home with Yan Runzhi.
The light in the corridor is relatively dim and the residents have filled it with furniture, so you have to be careful when passing by to avoid bumping into cabinets or other people's stoves or pots.
Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. We eat rice dumplings, carry gourds, avoid the five poisons, and drink realgar wine. Yan Runzhi and Cheng Yunzhi made rice dumplings of several flavors in the morning. Now Cheng Yunzhi is cooking them in the corridor. The whole building is filled with the aroma of rice dumplings.
Baosheng smelled the delicious aroma and called "Dad" happily.
Jiang Lin said softly, "Zongzi."
Baosheng: "Dad."
They went home, and soon Dabao and Xiaobao came back for dinner.
After the move, Dabao and Xiaobao transferred to a nearby primary school and are now in the second semester of the third grade. Although they transferred schools midway, their grades were not affected at all, especially Dabao, who is firmly ranked first in the class. Xiaobao, who is more lively and careless, is slightly two places behind him.
As soon as they went upstairs, they went straight to Jiang Lin and Bao Sheng, "Sister."
Baosheng saw them coming back and immediately clapped his hands happily, "Dad."
Xiaobao: "Call me brother."
Baosheng: "Dad."
Xiaobao was a little worried and sighed, "Grandma, was Dabao very late in speaking when he was a child?"
Yan Runzhi was making kelp and pork ribs soup. She smiled and said, "Boys are later than girls. At your age, you can only call your mother."
Xiaobao was a little unconvinced. Was he that stupid? But he looked at other children in the compound. They were not as good as Baosheng in calling dad. But there were also children of his age who could call mom, dad, and grandpa.
He went to pick up Baosheng and play with her, and tried hard to teach her to call her mother and brother, but Baosheng wanted to play with the mugwort and calamus hanging on the door frame.
Dabao took out a roll of money from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin looked at him in surprise, "Dabao, why are there so many?"
Although Dabao didn't look very proud, he was very proud. "I submitted another manuscript under another pen name."
Lin Shi was used by him and Xiao Bao together. They mainly wrote fairy tales and juvenile adventure stories. The one currently being serialized is "The Adventures of Dong Sheng and Lin Lin". He felt that one story was not enough, so he submitted another under a pen name, and his editor knew about it.
Jiang Lin hurriedly asked him what his pen name was and where he submitted it so that she could buy it and read it.
Dabao showed a hint of shyness, "What's so good about it? I have the original manuscript, do you want to see it?"
Jiang Lin: "Please keep the manuscript well and don't lose it. It will be a great memory for you when you become a great writer."
She took the money and counted it, and there was nearly sixty yuan. Her eldest son was really good at making money.
She took half and handed it to Dabao: "Dabao, you have a new vest now. Keep half of the money you earn for yourself. You can save it to buy books or toys."
Dabao: "What vest?" He only took five yuan and refused to take the rest, "I have money."
His hobby is writing stories, and spending money is not a big deal, just buying books, but as long as he likes something, his mom and dad will buy it for him, so he doesn't need to spend any money himself. His money is basically used to buy snacks for Xiaobao, and he will save some money if he has a little foodie in the future.
Jiang Lin usually gives the two little brothers pocket money. Other children may only have 20 or 30 cents a week, but Jiang Lin gives them one or two yuan. This money is not enough for Xiaobao to spend, especially now that life has improved, there are more vendors, more kinds of snacks, and more temptations for him. What about sour plum powder, spicy noodles, Tang Monk meat, kelp shreds, plums, various candies, etc.
Regardless of whether he likes the food or not, he has to buy it if someone is selling it. He will feel bad if he doesn’t. If someone is selling ten items, he has to buy all ten. He will feel bad if he misses any one. He may not like the food after buying it and will give it all to other students.
Xiao Bao was holding Bao Sheng when he heard Jiang Lin say that Da Bao had a new vest. He also laughed, "Mom said it very vividly. Da Bao has a new pen name and a new vest. Haha. But why is it called a vest?"
Jiang Lin told them the joke about the tiger trying to catch a snake, but ended up catching a turtle from the waterside and scolding the man for putting on a vest and trying to run away.
"Haha, do you think I won't recognize you if you wear a vest?" Xiao Bao laughed exaggeratedly, "I want to wear a vest too."
Baosheng struggled to get Xiaobao to put her down.
Xiaobao: "Baosheng, you want a vest too. You are still young and can't even speak. You can only wear a vest after you can learn to read."
The baby was born and began to pace, swaying, steadying himself, and taking a step, making "bobobo" sounds with his mouth.
Xiaobao was still talking about the vest and didn't realize this, but Dabao was stunned, "Baomei, you can walk now!"
Xiaobao: "Oh my god, it's true. He walks very steadily."
Yan Runzhi smiled and said, "Baomei walked earlier than the two of you, and she's very steady. Dabao didn't know how to stand until he was 11 months old, and didn't know how to walk until he was one year old, but Dabao was also very steady once he started walking."
Xiaobao was impatient: "What about me?"
Yan Runzhi: "You can stand and walk with Dabao, but when you get anxious, you run and kowtow. You have a bump on your forehead every day."
Xiao Bao looked incredulous, "No way. I'm so embarrassed? Didn't you all say that I was very cute and well-behaved when I was a child?"
Dabao: "You are only good around your mother."
"You know that." Xiaobao stretched out his hand to him, "I want to eat milk tablets."
Dabao wanted to say no, but he still threw the small purse to him and let him eat it himself.
When the meal was ready, Vincent came back.
Wensheng is still in the provincial theater troupe. The troupe is relatively close to the provincial government compound, about a ten-minute walk away, so Cheng Yunzhi doesn't need to accompany him every day.
As soon as Wensheng went upstairs, he saw Baosheng walking slowly in the corridor, neither hurried nor slow, calm and composed. He said in surprise: "Baosheng, you are so good at walking." He took a frame and started to walk around Baosheng like the steps in the drama.
Baosheng thought it was fun so he stared at him and then raised his hands and feet, trying to imitate him. Unfortunately, his calves did not have enough strength, and when he lifted one foot, the other one could not stand, and he wobbled and slowly fell to the side.
Wenchang stretched out his legs and used them as a cushion for Baosheng, allowing Baosheng to sit on his feet without falling at all.
Baosheng thought he was playing with him and kept calling him dad happily.
"Everyone, let's eat. We still have classes in the afternoon."
Jiang Lin asked them to eat first. She held Baosheng in her arms to feed him and continue her big task of the past few days - weaning.
"Baosheng, Mommy wants to discuss this with you. You are ten months old and can walk. What about the big girl? Should we stop breastfeeding?"
Baosheng, who always listened attentively with his eyes wide open and ears perked up whenever Jiang Lin spoke, looked confused now. He blinked his big black eyes and said innocently, "Dad, Dad."
This means to drink milk, to drink milk.
Jiang Lin: "How about we eat rice porridge? Add a little bit of sugar, it's sweet." Jiang Lin coaxed her.
Baosheng blinked his big eyes and nodded, "Dad, Dad."
This means that you can eat rice porridge, but you have to drink milk first.
Baosheng started eating complementary foods earlier than other children because she was too greedy and would get anxious when she saw others eating. So she started eating egg yolks at three and a half months old and egg custard at four months old. She digested them very well and didn't get upset. Then she was not satisfied with the monotonous complementary foods, and she ate mushy noodles, dumpling soup, millet porridge, rice paste, etc.
However, although she looked clever, her teeth did not grow earlier than other children. It was normal for her to grow two lower teeth at about six months old.
After her teeth came out, a new door to the world of food was opened for Baosheng. From then on, she would eat applesauce, canned hawthorns, etc. As long as she could see and smell something, she would taste it with her mouth. If you refused to eat it because you were afraid that she was too young to eat it, it would be useless. She would always find a way to eat it.
She always tastes the food before eating it, and will keep asking for it if it tastes good. After taking a bite of something she doesn’t like, she won’t even look at it.
For example, apples are delicious, but pears and carrots are dead! If pears and carrots had life, that look of disdain would probably leave a shadow on them.
Now she has upper and lower front teeth and can eat a lot of food by herself, but she is still breastfeeding.
Jiang Lin has a lot of breast milk, and later she found a suitable way to solve the breastfeeding problem, so she is willing to breastfeed for two more months. Now she is ten months old, so it is time to start.
In fact, when her daughter was more than seven months old, Jiang Lin wanted to wean her, but Baosheng disagreed. On the first day of weaning, Baosheng didn't make a fuss, but was a little confused, not understanding why her mother didn't feed her. On the second day, she still didn't feed, so she started to attack on her own, jumping into Jiang Lin's arms and nudging. At that time, her little hands were already very flexible, and she looked like she wanted to do it herself and eat her fill. Especially at night, she actually climbed over the pillow and nuzzled into Jiang Lin's arms to feed herself!
You have to know that she could only sit before and couldn't crawl. No matter how we encouraged her to crawl, she refused. She just wanted to sit or stretch out her hands for someone to hold her.
I didn't expect that in order to feed himself, he could actually crawl. It must be said that the spirit of a foodie is very strong.
At this moment, Baosheng felt that his mother wanted to stop feeding him, so he waved his white little hands to unbutton Jiang Lin's clothes. Her two chubby little hands had small dimples on the back, which was very cute.
Jiang Lin laughed when she saw this and grabbed her and kissed her.
When Baosheng saw her kissing his little hand, he immediately leaned over to kiss her too, pouting and looking at Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin smiled, she was really smart.
When we were almost done kissing each other, Baosheng continued to pull Jiang Lin's clothes. His expression clearly said, we have already kissed, it's time for you to suck my milk.
Jiang Lin also felt that it was starting to overflow, so she untied it and let her eat it.
Baosheng is very well behaved most of the time, except when she is teething and her gums are itchy and painful, she sometimes accidentally bites Jiang Lin. As long as Jiang Lin cries out in pain, she immediately knows she is wrong and will come over to kiss her.
Now she can control her teeth and doesn't bite when feeding.
After she had satisfied her milk craving, Jiang Lin continued to negotiate with her.
"My daughter, then tell me, when should we wean you off the breast? You're grown up, and if you're still breastfeeding, others will laugh at us. Mom is busy with work now, and it's not good for her to always go home to breastfeed." Jiang Lin knew that although Baosheng didn't understand what she said, he definitely understood what she meant. This child is very smart.
Sure enough, Baosheng blinked his big eyes, slowly closed his long and thick eyelashes, closed his little mouth, and began to pretend to sleep.
Jiang Lin: “…”
"Look, you are such a petty kid. Mom was discussing something important with you, but you pretended to be asleep. Why didn't you tell me when you wanted to play with your brothers and not sleep?"
"Also, you know how to eat now. You can eat porridge and eggs, which are enough to fill you up. Drinking milk won't fill you up at all. You're just eating for fun, right?"
Baosheng: I really don’t understand. I fell asleep.
Jiang Lin continued: "If you want to adopt a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude like this, Mom will have to take measures. I think you need to reflect on your mistakes."
Baosheng frowned slightly, and her face wrinkled. She couldn't understand what Jiang Lin said, but she could feel her mother's attitude and emotions.
Mom is criticizing her!
Baosheng pursed his lips, and his nostrils began to flare, looking extremely aggrieved.
At this time, Cheng Rushan came home from outside and saw his family eating in the corridor, but Jiang Lin and Baosheng were not there. He pushed the door open and entered the house, just in time to see the mother and daughter negotiating seriously with their eyes facing each other.
Cheng Rushan: "..." He smiled and walked forward, sat down on the edge of the bed, touched Jiang Lin's face, and tapped his daughter's little face with his finger, "What's wrong with you?"
Baosheng shed big tears, "Dad, Dad..."
A series of dads, meaning Dad, please help me, I don’t want to be weaned, but my mom forces me to be weaned.
Cheng Rushan was surprisingly in tune with her thoughts and miraculously understood what she had said, because the mother and daughter had been discussing this topic for several days and he had been watching the whole process, so he knew about it.
He reached out and hugged Jiang Lin, and then hugged his daughter as well, so that Baosheng lay in Jiang Lin's arms, and Jiang Lin sat in his arms.
He smiled and said, "Baosheng, Daddy also thinks you are old enough and should be weaned."
Baosheng: "Dad."
Meaning: That little fat boy is so big but still eating. Anyway, he is bigger than me.
Cheng Rushan: "If you want to eat, Dad can continue to buy you milk powder. But you are older now, and it is not good for mom to drink milk. We need to take care of mom, what do you think?"
He looked over Jiang Lin's shoulder and looked at the little girl. This girl couldn't be treated as a child. If she was ordered directly like other children, or was manipulated roughly, she would be very angry.
For example, what other children eat and wear are all decided by adults. They arrange everything for them. How can children of such a young age have their own opinions? They just listen to adults.
Baosheng can't do that.
Now when she eats complementary food, I have to tell her and show her what to eat today. If she agrees, she will nod, if she disagrees, she will not eat it. If it is a new food she has never eaten before, I have to cook it for her to taste first, so that she can judge for herself whether she likes it, whether it is good or bad, or whether she doesn't like it.
Although there are only a few things she likes and many others she doesn't like, if you talk to her nicely, she will allow you to eat most of them, and occasionally eat a bite of the ones she doesn't like.
In addition, she already has self-esteem. Other children don’t understand and don’t care when others say good or bad things about them. But Baosheng is different. Since she was five months old, she would be very happy if others praised her for being beautiful, fair, tender, cute, etc. If someone said something bad about her, she would be unhappy.
At first, no one knew this. Once when they took her to the park, an old lady who was nosy said, "This child is too eye-catching. When she grows up, she will definitely cause trouble. This is not a good thing." Jiang Lin and Yan Runzhi were unhappy at the time and kept away from the old lady. After a while, Jiang Lin found that her daughter frowned and pouted, looking unhappy.
Although she can't understand what others say, she can feel whether their tone or attitude is praising or criticizing.
Now she naturally understands better and can immediately tell what the adults' attitude towards her is.
Therefore, Cheng Rushan also tried his best to communicate with her and did not manipulate her rudely or simply. Even though she was young, he respected her.
Baosheng frowned, pouted, and looked very conflicted. She put her face against Jiang Lin's chest, sniffing the sweet scent, and seemed reluctant to say goodbye.
Cheng Rushan: "Don't you feel sorry for your mother? The milk you drink is all the nutrients from her body. She has been feeding you for ten months. You need more and more milk, and her body will not be as good as before. This way, she will get sick more easily."
Baosheng rubbed his face gently against Jiang Lin's chest, reluctant to leave, and tears fell from his eyes.
Jiang Lin was moved by her and bent down to kiss her daughter's face.
Cheng Rushan signaled Jiang Lin not to compromise. Since she had decided to wean the baby, she should do it thoroughly.
He lifted Baosheng's face and asked her to look up at her mother and father.
Baosheng sobbed, "Dad, Dad."
Jiang Lin knew that she had agreed to it reluctantly, and she didn't know why she felt a little disappointed. Although she knew rationally that she should wean the baby and separate from the baby appropriately, she couldn't bear to do it.
Cheng Rushan held his daughter in his arms. Although he spoiled his daughter, he would not spoil her without principles. As long as it did not involve issues of principle, he would spoil his daughter to the sky.
"Would you like some red bean paste?" She couldn't eat too many glutinous rice dumplings, but she could eat some red bean paste, date paste, and duck egg yolks.
Baosheng immediately became happy and grabbed his shirt, "Dad, Dad."
Jiang Lin silently translated for her: Dad, hurry up!
She discussed weaning with her daughter and told Yan Runzhi to make some milk-reducing soup for her. After a few days, it would be enough. Thinking that she would not have to feed Baosheng seven or eight times a day, she felt reluctant to do so, as if she was giving up something and had a psychological gap.
Yan Runzhi helped her pour a bowl of soup and said with a smile, "It's good to be weaned. You should eat at this age. Drinking milk powder three times a day should be enough."
When Baosheng heard this, he immediately pointed to the bottle on the cupboard and said, "Dad, Dad!"
Meaning: Grandma, make some milk!
If the child's psychological activities can be translated, it means that he didn't like to drink milk and refused to use a bottle before, because he had his mother's breast milk, so of course he didn't want a bottle. Now that his mother's milk is no longer available, he can settle for the next best thing, and a bottle can do the job.
You can comfort yourself.
Because Baosheng would be leaving, everyone was very happy and decided to reward each other.
Yan Runzhi: "Last time, Baoer's mother said she wanted to eat roasted pork elbows? I think we should roast them tonight. I told Xiao Wang to save two front pork elbows for me."
The front elbow of the pig has more tendons and gelatin, and is tastier than the back elbow. Yan Runzhi is now very close to Xiao Wang, who sells meat at a nearby state-owned vegetable market, and often asks Xiao Wang to save some elbows, ribs, strips of pork, ears, etc. Buy two elbows, one to roast and the other to make sauce.
After Yan Runzhi said this, Jiang Lin and the others started drooling and couldn't wait.
Xiaobao: "Why isn't it evening yet?"
Wensheng: "No matter how big the restaurant is, the braised pork elbow and braised pork noodle are not as delicious as grandma's."
Because of his relationship with the troupe, Vincent often goes to restaurants to eat. Others may go for other reasons, but he goes purely for the sake of eating.
He found that none of them were as delicious as Yan Runzhi’s.
Dabao said seriously: "This is the taste of home, it's different."
Baosheng: “Dad.” Eat meat.
In the afternoon, Jiang Lin went to the construction site to meet with the person in charge of the construction team to discuss the progress, existing problems, problems that need to be solved, etc. This unit building is still very advanced, and at this time, the others are basically tube-shaped buildings. Tube-shaped buildings are a figurative name, referring to a simple prefabricated building with a long corridor and many small rooms on both sides or one side.
The apartment building is a small high-rise residential building that is common later. It is usually no more than five floors and has no elevators. Originally, due to the limitation of building materials and technology, the building was basically no more than three floors, and most of them were two floors. Now the provincial laboratory has reduced the cost of high-quality reinforced concrete and improved the quality, so the provincial government staff quarters can be built with five floors.
Each unit designed by Jiang Lin has a different number of households on each floor.
For example, above a certain level, there are two households on one floor, three households on one floor, and four households on one floor. There are fewer households, larger units, fewer neighbors, and better privacy.
When Jiang Lin returned home at around 5pm, she saw Dabao and Xiaobao doing their homework. Dabao was holding his sister on his lap. While doing the homework with one hand, he gently shook his legs and patted his sister to help her sleep better.
Jiang Lin hurried over to take over, "Why don't you put her down?"
Baosheng is heavy now. It’s so tiring to hold him.
Xiaobao: "Mom, just let him hold her." She has been fighting with him for the baby since Baosheng was one month old. Now that Baosheng is so big, she is still fighting with him. What is there to fight for? Baosheng can walk already!
No longer a three or four month old baby.
When Wensheng came back in the evening, he said to Jiang Lin, "Mom, you have to teach me English."
"English?" Jiang Lin looked at him in surprise. "Do you also sing in English when you perform opera?"
Wensheng: "The troupe said they were going to host a foreign cultural exchange group and asked me to learn some English."
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I believe you can do it. Learning English is much easier than learning opera. You can practice speaking every morning when you warm up your voice."
He can focus on learning spoken language for communication, and then slowly learn written language as he develops interest.
She then said to Dabao and Xiaobao, "It's great, you can study together, so it will be easier when you enter junior high school."
Dabao readily agreed, but Xiaobao wanted to escape when he heard that he had to learn something new.
Jiang Lin was just about to say something to him when she smelled a strong aroma of cumin barbecued meat coming from downstairs. Taking one breath, she felt like she was entering heaven.
Xiao Bao jumped up with a cry, "The pork elbow is ready!"
"Dad!" Baosheng, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly.
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