He Tingchuan told Yun Jin the real name of Xiao Niangao, and Yun Jin thought it was a good name, different from the naming style of this era.
Ting, Li, Juan, Hongmei, Xiu, Dahong Xiaofang, and so on.
He Zizhu, that's a nice name.
Yun Jin had no objection.
And so, the name "Little Rice Cake" was decided.
Mother He said she would send donkey-hide gelatin, and she really did send a lot of it, along with bird's nest, sea cucumber, and abalone. It was obviously a gift from someone else, and Mother He sent it all to Yun Jin to eat.
Yun Jin is in for a treat.
She also saw fish maw, a favorite food of people in Guangdong Province.
Fearing that it would be too nourishing for her, Yun Jin kept everything and decided to wait until after her postpartum period.
For the first half month, she ate light meals, but for the next half month, she ate a small hen every three days, all bought by He Tingchuan. Yun Jin had almost eaten all the small hens from the nearby villagers' homes.
Besides young hens, there were also pig's trotters, spare ribs, crucian carp, river shrimp, black carp, goose eggs, and so on. As long as He Tingchuan heard someone mention that it was something that could be eaten during postpartum confinement, he would go and buy it.
There's also mutton.
Yun Jin thought the smell of mutton was too strong and didn't want to eat it.
The beef was alright.
With four different meals a day, it would be hard for Yun Jin to have a bad complexion.
Normally, there are three meals a day. This is not Yun Jin’s fourth meal, but afternoon tea. She eats lotus seed, white fungus and red date soup, milk and bird’s nest, or stewed sea cucumber and stewed fish maw chicken.
Yun Jin had plenty of breast milk, and Xiao Niangao couldn't finish it all. Yun Jin had to squeeze it out and throw it away, which made Sister Li very distressed. She said that if any other family's child didn't have enough breast milk, they should give it to that child instead.
Yun Jin never expected
People came to her door asking for help, so Yun Jin could only squeeze out any extra money each time to deliver it to them.
The woman drank the milk Yun Jin squeezed out and even brought over ten eggs, saying that without her help, the baby wouldn't know how to cry!
The child was only a little over a month older than Xiao Niangao. He cried every day because he was hungry. The more anxious the mother was, the less milk she produced. She bought formula, but the child wouldn't eat it, and he wouldn't eat rice cereal either. It was only thanks to Yun Jin's extra breast milk that the child was able to grow up healthy.
Originally, it was intended to be sent to Yun Jin for her to feed, but Yun Jin refused. She found it difficult enough to feed Xiao Nian Gao, let alone feed someone else's son. To be honest, Yun Jin couldn't quite get over it.
But not wanting to see someone starving and crying, I could only squeeze the food out of my hands and give it to them.
At first it was fine, but then Xiao Niangao's appetite grew and she couldn't even have enough for herself. Yun Jin could only take care of her own daughter, so she stopped sending milk to them. They even said that she ate their eggs but didn't give her grandson milk, which was too unfair.
When Yun Jin found out, she threw ten eggs at the man and said, "Here are your eggs back, and you don't have to pay back the breast milk either, just consider it fed to the dog!"
Of course, that's a story for another time.
Yun Jin was well taken care of by He Tingchuan, and her postpartum period was very comfortable. She didn't have to take care of Xiao Niangao. When she was hungry, He Tingchuan would bring her food, and she would go to sleep after eating and drinking her fill.
He Tingchuan cleaned up after the little rice cake peed or defecated, taking good care of it. After cleaning it up, the fragrant and soft rice cake was brought to Yun Jin's side. Looking at the increasingly adorable little rice cake, Yun Jin wanted to take a bite.
On the day she finished her confinement period, many people came to see Xiao Niangao.
He Tingchuan is usually so well protected that he doesn't even allow people to visit him.
Now we can finally take it out to bask in the sun and see the world, so everyone can see what our little rice cake, who's been praised for being beautiful and cute, looks like.
The women, all crowded together, glanced at the little rice cake in He Tingchuan's arms, and then remained silent.
Both are daughters, but why are other people's daughters so fair and tender, with big eyes, chubby cheeks, upturned noses, and rosy, plump lips? They're so cute and juicy, what else could they be but little rice cakes?
They then realized why it was called "Little Rice Cake." Looking at the real thing, they understood that it was nothing more than a chewy, sticky little rice cake.
No wonder Commander He sometimes doesn't seem to mind cleaning diapers by hand. With such a lovely daughter, he'd happily clean up anything, from diapers to poop and poop.
When Commander Gao saw Xiao Niangao, and then looked at his two daughters at home who were just as dark-skinned as him, it was truly an eyesore.
Why can't his daughter be fair-skinned?
What's the difference between this dark, unappetizing stuff and those old soldiers' fried dough sticks?
At night, Commander Gao wanted a cute little daughter, but his wife slapped him awake: "That little rice cake is so fair and tender, that's because her parents are fair-skinned and beautiful. Look at Commander He, they're both commanders, but he's hundreds of times fairer than you."
“Look at me again. I can’t compare to Little Rice Cake Mom at all. She looks so fair-skinned. With my yellowish skin and your dark complexion, how could you possibly have a fair-skinned daughter? That child definitely isn’t yours.”
Commander Gao was heartbroken.
Sister-in-law Gao is exhausted.
Is it that she doesn't want to have a sweet and adorable child?
It's not that she chose the wrong man. Even if she chose someone handsome, fair-skinned, with big eyes, and looking like Commander He in her next life, she probably still wouldn't be able to have a cute little girl like Xiao Nian Gao.
Little Niangao has only been out of confinement for a month and has already successfully stirred up a lot of envy among other people's daughters. Right now, she is holding her grandma and drinking very contentedly, thinking that her mother smells so good.
After taking a hot shower, Yun Jin felt like she had finally come back to life.
She thought He Tingchuan would listen to everything she said, but who knew that this man could be disobedient at times. He would agree to eat and drink whatever she wanted, but he insisted on letting her take a bath and wash her hair after she had finished her postpartum confinement.
No matter how much she begged, he remained unmoved.
Without He Tingchuan's help, Yun Jin would have to endure the stench.
Luckily, I cut my hair short beforehand, otherwise, if I didn't wash it for a month, it would probably be even worse than a bird's nest.
After washing up, Yun Jin felt much better. She took her equally fragrant daughter and was about to breastfeed her when she saw He Tingchuan standing there, not moving. She glanced at him sideways.
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