Zhao Luochuan's nerves relaxed, and he slept very deeply. The child woke up once in the middle of the night. Perhaps he was hungry and was about to cry. Xiangping didn't dare to sleep too deeply, so she heard the noise and came into the room to see what was going on.
She didn't feel comfortable feeding the child in the room because there was someone else in it, so she closed the main room door tightly when she came in. Now she held the child in the main room and started feeding him right next to the door of the east room. After feeding, she changed the child's diaper before sending the child back into the room.
This child is quiet and easy to take care of. Except when he is hungry or has urinated, he rarely cries and cannot be left alone. No matter whether you hold him in your arms or put him on the bed, he will fall asleep as soon as he closes his eyes.
Zhu Cuilan didn't dare to sleep too deeply when she returned home. She woke up before noon. The first thing she did after waking up was to go to the next yard to see the children.
Zhao He was the uncle, and he was so anxious that he was scratching his head and wanted to see the child. Zhu Cuilan knew that he was anxious, so she told him that she would go and take a look first. If the child was awake, she would let Zhao He go to the next yard and look after the child in the main room.
When Zhao He heard this, he agreed immediately and told Zhu Cuilan not to forget to call him.
Yang Donghu slept and woke up from time to time. As soon as he opened his eyes, he would subconsciously touch the swaddling clothes beside him. He felt at ease only when he saw the child sleeping quietly beside him.
When Zhu Cuilan came in, the child opened his eyes wide and didn't know what he was looking at. But Yang Donghu was staring at the child intently.
"Not asleep? Did you two eat just now?"
"He ate it, and the child ate it too. Xiangping came in and fed him once."
Zhu Cuilan nodded, and seeing that Zhao Luochuan was sleeping soundly, she didn't dare to raise her voice.
The child's diaper was made of old cloth. Xiangping, who had just changed it, had been washed and hung out to dry. Zhu Cuilan loved the child very much. While the child was still awake, she gently held the child in her arms.
"He's so cute. He falls asleep as soon as he's full, and he doesn't cry or make a fuss. This baby is so easy to worry about. Unlike Fang Chu's baby, he couldn't be put down, and he couldn't be held. He would cry even when he was sitting. I held him in my arms all day and night, and he never had a moment of peace. This baby is still the best. By the way, have you named the child yet?"
"Yes, she's called Taole, and her nickname is Lele."
Zhu Cuilan didn't know whether the name had a good meaning or not, she just thought it sounded nice. The names of their three children were all chosen by their mother, Zhao Luochuan. She was well-educated, and her names were better than those bought with money from outside.
She pouted her lips and made two "tsk tsk" sounds, sometimes "le le" and sometimes "tao le".
Zhao He in the yard couldn't wait and called out several times. Only then did Zhu Cuilan remember that there was someone else waiting to see the child.
This is the first child in their family who is a generation older than Zhao He. The wrinkles on his face were smoothed out when he smiled. When he was a child, he didn't cherish his own children so much and didn't hold them many times. The old people often said that this is how the relationship between generations is. If Zhu Cuilan hadn't said that it would be bad for the child to stay outside for too long, Zhao He would not have been willing to let go.
It was not until noon that Zhu Cuilan woke everyone up. Zhao Luochuan had recovered after a short sleep. Several people in the house were scrambling to hold the child. Zhao He looked at the child for a while and was satisfied. Zhao Fangyu didn't get to see the child, and he couldn't go into the house directly, so Zhao Luochuan held the child out and let him take a look.
The two have been competing since they were young. Zhao Luochuan got married before him and became a father earlier than him. Zhao Fangyu was so jealous that he wished there was a child calling him dad right now. He turned around and found Yang Anjin, pestering him with no words. Even after being slapped in the face, he still didn't give up and kept clinging to him like a slut and refused to let go.
The old lady, supported by Zhao Fangchu, also went to see the child. She felt sorry for Yang Donghu's suffering, and her eyes were red before the child even saw it.
Yang Donghu couldn't make any big movements and couldn't even wipe the old lady's tears. It was Zhao Fangchu's attentiveness and his consolation that made the old lady feel better.
It’s different when there’s a child in the family. Having this little person at home who laughs and cries at the same time adds a lot of joy to life.
The weather in April was still cool, and Yang Donghu didn't suffer much from lying in bed all day. Xiangping was very diligent in taking the money to do things, and did not let Yang Donghu worry at all, and took good care of the child.
Little Taole doesn't recognize strangers at all and never cries no matter who holds her. But she will only play with Yang Donghu with a smile when she is in his arms.
Zhao Luochuan is tall and strong, and his posture of holding the child is awkward. Although he can lift prey weighing hundreds of pounds and walk on mountain roads as if it were flat ground without feeling tired at all, his arms start to ache after holding such a small child for a while.
Of course, the child is not as heavy as the prey, but he felt that the child was delicate, so he didn't dare to use force for fear of squeezing the child, nor did he dare to let go for fear of dropping the child, otherwise his arms would become stiff in a short while.
After a few days, Yang Donghu was able to walk with the help of others. Now it was not difficult for him to get out of bed by himself. He felt dizzy lying in bed. He could not touch cold water or wind during the confinement period. The weather began to get gloomy in the past few days. Zhu Cuilan did not allow him to go outside, so he could only close the doors and windows and walk a few steps inside the house.
After drinking rice soup and noodle porridge for several days, Yang Donghu was already craving for meat. He couldn't eat it in the first few days, but when he could eat it again, Zhu Cuilan bought him two pig's trotters and stewed them with soybeans.
Crucian carp tofu, soybean pig's trotters, or pig's leg bone and tongcao soup are all good things for increasing milk production. Yang Donghu doesn't need to eat light food even if he doesn't feed the child. Zhu Cuilan added salt to it, but Xiangping found the food tasteless.
After a few days of recovery, I will no longer need to drink Yang Donghu's soups, and I can eat home-cooked meals except for spicy ones.
He did nothing during his confinement period. Xiangping was the one who held the baby and fed him during the day. At night, except for her occasional visit to feed him, Zhao Luochuan helped hold the baby the rest of the time.
Yang Donghu didn't feel any illness that could be contracted during the confinement period. She ate well and slept well, and all the fatigue she had from giving birth was made up after the confinement period.
Zhao Fangyu knew some carpentry skills, and together with Zhao He, they made a small bed that was the same height as the bed in Zhao Luochuan's room. It was surrounded by wood on all sides and placed next to the bed so that they could always keep an eye on the child and also prevent the adults from worrying about the child being crushed when sleeping at night.
During this period, people often come to send red eggs. After the confinement period, guests still have to be entertained and treated to a meal. Generally, families will hold a grand celebration only when they have a boy. It is rare for them to hold a grand celebration just for a boy like they did.
Zhao Luochuan didn't care whether it was a boy or not. It was his and Yang Donghu's child anyway. No matter what outsiders said, he was very clear about inviting them to dinner. The banquet was no less grand than a wedding banquet.
Coming to give red eggs inevitably means taking care of the child. Little Taole can eat and sleep well, and he gained several pounds of weight in a month. In order to sell the game, there is a scale at home. Zhao Luochuan put the child in a small bamboo basket and weighed him. He weighed more than nine pounds and was a lot bigger. The flesh on his little arms was in pieces.
I don't know who said Taole is a little fat boy, but it made Zhao Luochuan very unhappy. A boy is a boy, what's a little fat boy? What's wrong with being fat? Children look good when they are a little fat. Being fat means that the child eats well, and when he grows up, he won't be able to gain weight even if he wants to.
In the middle of the night, Zhao Luochuan looked at the chubby, fair and tender Tao Le lying on the bed playing with herself, and his heart melted. He talked to Yang Donghu until midnight and said that the man was talking nonsense.
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