The women all talk in the courtyard and main room. It is not advisable for many people to enter the house of a pregnant woman.

So, when Yang Ruoqing followed Shuan Ziniang into the house, Yang Huamei was half lying on the bed with a handkerchief around her head.

Mrs. Tan was sitting sideways by the bed, and was telling Wang Shuanzi, who was standing respectfully in front of the bed, about the confinement period.

What to eat, what to drink, what to wear...

Wang Shuanzi nodded like he was pecking at rice.

Next to the wall, there are two cradles.

Both cradles were covered with small quilts, and Wang Shuanzi's eldest sister Wang Cuihua and second sister Wang Chunhua were guarding one cradle.

Seeing Shuan Ziniang coming in with Yang Ruoqing and Sun, sister Wang Cuihua quickly smiled and nodded.

I didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of waking up the child in the cradle.

"Mom, you go take care of my little girl eating noodles, and I'll go see my two little cousins."

Yang Ruoqing said something and ran straight towards the cradle.

"Are you asleep?" she asked Wang Cuihua in a low voice.

Wang Cuihua also replied in a low voice: "Well, I fed them some sugar water before and fell asleep again."

Yang Ruoqing quietly came to the cradle and looked at the two cradles.

In the first cradle, sleeping was a fat, white baby.

The facial features and facial features are exactly the same as those of the men in the old Yang family.

Or perhaps it was mixed with some of Wang Shuanzi's frailty, but the overall temperament of this child seemed to be less rigid and more gentle than the men of the old Yang family.

Seeing the typical little fresh meat made Yang Ruoqing feel warm in her heart.

Especially when I saw those delicate pink lips, I wanted to reach out and pinch them gently.

So kawaii.

When she looked at the other one, she was surprised.

He turned around and looked at the one just now, a little suspiciously.

"Are these really twins? Why are they so different?"

she asked softly.

The first child is white and plump, with lips as pink and delicate as peach blossoms.

Although it is less than a month old, it exudes a healthy atmosphere.

The other one was dark and thin, wrapped in a quilt, so small that his face could not be seen at all.

His eyebrows were tightly closed, and when he fell asleep, the outline of his facial features looked nothing like the first child.

I don't know if it's because it hasn't bloomed long enough.

As for his skin, he is quite dark and has some wrinkles on his forehead, making him look like a little old man.

It looks ugly.

"Which one is the elder brother and which one is the younger brother?" she couldn't help but ask Wang Cuihua.

Wang Cuihua pointed to the fat and white one: "The white one is the elder brother, and the black one is the younger brother."

Dabai?

Xiaohei?

Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of the nicknames of these two little guys and couldn't help but smile.

"A brother is a brother. He must have bullied his younger brother in his mother's womb and robbed him of all his nutrients. He starved his younger brother and became as thin as a monkey."

she joked.

Wang Cuihua and the others covered their mouths and laughed.

"The first time we saw him when we came here, he said the same thing as Qing'er," Wang Cuihua said.

Then he pointed at the two children: "The older one weighs five pounds and six taels, and the smaller one weighs four pounds and one tael."

"Wow, there's such a big difference. No wonder the difference is so big!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

Such a small child, who is born prematurely in a modern hospital, needs to be closely monitored.

It's a pity that this is a rural village in ancient times. Regardless of whether the baby is full-term or younger, the baby is cared for in this way after birth.

I hope everything goes well for the child!

Just when this thought came to his mind, Xiao Hei, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly frowned, opened his mouth and burst into tears.

Yang Ruoqing stood beside the cradle, surprised.

Don't underestimate this little guy with a big palm. When he cries, his voice is really loud, as if he turned on a tweeter.

The voice was not as childish as other babies, on the contrary, it was very rough.

It was like being strangled by the throat, and it was very short, and one cry was faster than the next, making people cry with a sense of anxious urgency.

On the bed over there, with the help of Shuan Ziniang and Mrs. Sun, Yang Huamei sat up and just took two bites of noodles.

Hearing Xiao Hei crying, Yang Huamei immediately stopped eating.

"Sister, what's wrong with the baby?" She leaned over and looked towards the cradle, asking.

Wang Cuihua was leaning over and gently touching the child's little body to comfort her. She said to Yang Huamei who was on the bed over there: "It's okay, it's okay. I'm afraid he peed or was hungry."

"Then change the diaper!" Yang Huamei said.

Wang Cuihua said: "Okay, let me take a look."

She quickly opened the quilt and checked Xiao Hei's body.

"Sister, please slow down, don't scratch my son's tender skin with your nails!" Yang Huamei warned again.

Wang Cuihua didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Oh my god, I have given birth to several children, and I still don't understand this? Don't worry, Mei'er!"

On the bed side, Yang Huamei was still worried.

Shuanzi Niang and Shuanzi stood aside, looking slightly embarrassed.

When Yang Ruoqing saw this, she quickly smoothed things over and said, "Aunt, just relax and rest. Aunt Cuihua is the biological aunt of the two children!"

Wang Cuihua glanced at Yang Ruoqing gratefully, and Yang Ruoqing smiled and winked at her.

Wang Cuihua said: "Qing'er, please help me with this and learn from it. You and Tang Yazi will have experience in raising children in the future."

Yang Ruoqing blushed, but still nodded happily.

"Auntie, what can I do?" she asked.

Wang Cuihua had already lifted off Xiao Hei's quilt at this time. Xiao Hei was wearing a small double-breasted close-fitting dress on his upper body, but his buttocks were bare underneath.

Wang Cuihua took out a wet diaper from under Xiaohei's buttocks and threw it into a wooden basin nearby.

Then she pointed to a pile of clean diapers on a stool behind Yang Ruoqing: "Pick one out for me."

"okay!"

Yang Ruoqing quickly took out a piece and handed it to Wang Cuihua.

Watching Wang Cuihua skillfully put a new diaper on Xiao Hei, then put another radish bag on her, and finally covered her with a small quilt.

During this process, Xiao Hei kept crying.

She cried heartbreakingly, and her wrinkled little black face turned purple from crying.

Tears flowed loudly.

There were bruises around the lips from crying.

"What's wrong with this child? He shouldn't be crying like this after just changing his diaper!" Wang Cuihua said to herself, rocking the cradle and coaxing her.

Xiao Hei closed his eyes, still crying like a tweeter that had been turned on.

"I'm afraid he's hungry, so I have to get him something to eat."

Beside the bed, Mrs. Tan spoke.

Wang Cuihua said: "Where's the sugar water I just drank..."

"You're already hungry after just drinking!" Ms. Tan said again.

Shuan Zi Niang said: "Well, what my mother-in-law said is reasonable. Sugar and water don't matter if the baby is full. How about letting Mei'er wrap the baby in milk?"

Mrs. Tan hesitated for a moment and said: "How many hours have it been since I gave birth? Do you have milk?"

Shuan Zi Niang and the sisters Sun and Wang Cuihua who had given birth in the house were all startled.

They immediately understood why Tan asked.
Chapter completed!