Yun Qiaoniang said she would help to promote the business, and told Yun Decai about it when she got back.
Yun Decai watched the younger generation in the village grow up. He understood that Zhao Luochuan had no parents. Now he could see that Zhao Luochuan and his husband were getting along well and their life was becoming more and more harmonious. He was really happy for him.
In just half a day, the villagers knew most of it. Two days later, people in other villages also knew a lot. People were gossiping and saying all kinds of things. Zhu Cuilan pretended not to hear anything, because they were just sour words anyway.
However, some acquaintances came to her house to congratulate her after learning about the news, and Zhu Cuilan received them all with a smile.
After the day, Yunqiao's child could now be taken out for a walk. He heard from his mother that Zhao Luochuan and Yang Donghu had remarried, so he hurried over to join in the fun and was the first one to arrive.
Yun Qiaosheng's little Shuang'er was white and chubby. He wore little in the hot weather. His little arms were as white and tender as newly unearthed lotus roots. His eyes were rolling around. He couldn't speak yet and he bit his fingers and drooled. Zhu Cuilan picked him up and weighed him. He was heavy, like a small mound.
The child is so young but has not been given a name yet, but the villagers like to give him a nickname early on, saying that it will make the child easier to raise.
Yunqiao’s newborn baby boy also has a nickname, Xiao Xia Xia.
Yang Donghu had never held such a small baby before, and it was very new to him. Such a small baby had delicate skin and a body as thin as a boneless body. He was afraid that if he made any wrong movements, he would make little Xia Xia cry.
But while listening to people talking, I couldn't help but poke Xiao Xia Xia's fair and tender face with my fingers. When I got closer, I could smell the sweet scent of milk.
"I see Dong Hu really likes children. Not only does he play with Tian Niu all day long, but he can even make a half-grown boy like Xiao Xia Xia laugh. I see, he really has a thing for children."
Yun Qiao became more gentle after giving birth. He had suffered the pain of childbirth. Since the baby was born, the mother-in-law who was breastfeeding took the baby to eat and sleep all day long, or Yun Miao went to hold the baby for him. Zhang Chengping didn't let him do anything at home. Although Zhang Ziming was young, he was obedient and well-behaved. He understood that it was not easy for his little father, and would help share the housework.
Yun Qiao didn't feel any fatigue, and her complexion was even rosier than when she was pregnant, and she smiled at every word she spoke.
Zhao Luochuan seemed to have mentioned this to Zhu Cuilan, saying that Yang Donghu had been ill-treated since childhood and was in poor health, and it might be difficult for him to have children. He was afraid that Yang Donghu would worry if he kept mentioning the matter of children. Zhao Luochuan himself said that he didn't care whether he had children or not. He had finally made up for the loss in his health, and he was living a happy life now, so he shouldn't worry about this matter anymore.
Although Zhu Cuilan still wanted Zhao Luochuan to have a successor, Zhao Luochuan had already mentioned this, and if she kept urging him, she was afraid of annoying him. Therefore, when Yun Qiao brought it up, she just smiled and said nothing more.
"It's good to have good luck with children. When Dachuan was little, he always came to your house and had a lot of food and drink. When our little Xia Xia grows up, he will also come to our house and ask Dong Hu to give little Xia Xia some candy, right, little Xia Xia?"
Yang Donghu gently hooked Xiao Xia Xia's hand, and listened to them talking. In fact, he was a little looking forward to it in his heart. If he also had a little baby at home who called him daddy softly, he wondered how adorable he would be.
If there was a boy, I wonder if he would be as naughty as Zhao Luochuan when he was a child, climbing trees to pick bird eggs and fishing in the river. If there was a boy, well... Yang Donghu pursed his lips and thought for a while. It would be great if there was a boy with a personality as lively as Fang Chu.
He was lost in thought. Yun Qiao saw a smile on his face, wondering what happy thing he was thinking about. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Dong Hu, what are you thinking about?"
Yang Donghu was called back to his senses, and suddenly realized that he was so engrossed in his thoughts that it showed on his face, and he felt a little embarrassed.
Yun Qiao knew he was soft-hearted, so she didn't press the issue. Instead, she changed the subject and said to Zhu Cuilan, "I think Dong Hu has a bit of a cold constitution. Last year when it was cold, I saw him wearing thick clothes, but his hands were still freezing. It's the same now. Even in this hot weather, he doesn't even eat anything cold."
"That's right," Zhu Cuilan thought of this and felt very worried. "When he was a child, he was exposed to a lot of cold weather and got sick. If it weren't for this, he might have had it a long time ago. Sigh."
As she spoke, she glanced at Yang Donghu's face. Seeing that he didn't look unusual, she explained, "Donghu, I'm not rushing you. Having a cold body is not a minor problem. Even if you don't have children, you'll suffer when you get old."
Yang Donghu bit her lower lip and said, "It's okay, Auntie. Actually, I was a little anxious too, but I was too embarrassed to say it."
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Having difficulty conceiving doesn't mean you can't have children." Yun Qiao patted his hands and said, "By the way, Auntie, I think I heard my mother say that people with cold constitutions might try moxibustion."
"Moxibustion?" The child closed his eyes and whimpered in Zhu Cuilan's arms. Zhu Cuilan hurriedly shook his raised arm twice, and when it stopped moving, she whispered again, "Burning moxa leaves?"
"Yes, it's burning moxa leaves. My mother said that burning moxa leaves can replenish cold bodies faster than taking medicine. Now that it's hot, the effect is even better than in winter. Although it's just a folk remedy, you don't have to drink it, so even if it doesn't work, it won't harm your body. Isn't that right, auntie?"
This is true. If it is something to be taken orally, Zhu Cuilan would really have to think twice. However, burning mugwort leaves only affects the surface of the body, so it is not that bad.
Zhu Cuilan and Yang Donghu exchanged a glance and asked, "How about we give it a try? It's just about conditioning your body. If it works, it will naturally get better. If it doesn't, that's fine. Dachuan told me last time that he doesn't care whether he has children or not. Although I'm the elder, I just hope that you two live a good life. Even if you really don't want children, I'll still treat you like my own child. Don't feel bad, okay."
"Well, I'll listen to my aunt."
Even in summer, when the weather gets a little cooler in the second half of the night, Yang Donghu has to sleep with his hands and feet wrapped up. It is really torture. Even if it is not for having children, it would be good to cure his old illness.
It is best to use aged mugwort leaves when burning them, at least three years old.
Mugwort also grows in July, but the timing of harvesting it is important. It is often said that the best time is three days before and four days after the Dragon Boat Festival. The mugwort harvested around the Dragon Boat Festival is the most effective. The yang energy is at its peak on that day, and the medicinal properties of the mugwort on that day are the strongest. Burning mugwort leaves will achieve twice the result with half the effort. Unfortunately, they did not know this method, and the mugwort harvested during the Dragon Boat Festival in previous years was not kept.
Yun Qiao smiled and said, "It's okay. The mugwort my mother has is from the Dragon Boat Festival. The oldest ones are several years old. I'll talk to my mother when I get back and then ask Yun Miao to send it over."
"Why bother Yun Miao to make this trip? I'll go there myself later. I have to thank your mother."
It just so happened that little Xia Xia was crying with her mouth open, perhaps because she was hungry. Yun Qiao was going to take the child back, so Zhu Cuilan went with him.
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