Seeing him running away happily, several women in the room laughed.

The eldest Sun said: "He is the son of a wealthy family. I guess he has never done such a thing since he was a kid, right?"

Xiao Yaxue was drinking sugar water. After drinking the sugar water, she felt a little stronger.

Hearing this, she shook her head and said: "The situation is compelling. In the past in Daliao, he was a young man with clothes to eat and food to open his mouth."

"In the past, when concubines gave birth to children in the palace, they were attended to by a lot of maids and servants, Wen Po."

"Just go over and take a look at him when he is born, give him a name, and remember it in the next ten and a half months, and just take a look at him."

"Once, I even made a joke and recognized a daughter from my subordinate's family as my daughter..."

When Xiao Yaxue said this, she couldn't help laughing, and everyone else in the room also laughed.

After laughing, Xiao Yaxue sighed again.

"Speaking of which, this is not the first time he has become a father. My son is his third child. There are also two daughters born from concubines."

"It's a pity that those two poor children were lost in the war, and their life or death is uncertain..."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little solemn.

Da Sun said: "Then you didn't look for it later?"

Xiao Yaxue said: "I looked for it secretly, but couldn't find it."

Cao Bamei said: "No wonder I saw how excited and happy my eldest brother was that day. It must have been the guilt of the two daughters before, but now it's all on this son."

"When a man has his first child, he doesn't know how to be a father."

"When he gets older and has more children, he will know how to feel pain when he has another child," she said.

With the help of the eldest Sun of the Sun family and Yang Ruolan, the eighth sister of Cao, Xiao Yaxue and Narisong's child was well taken care of and fell asleep quietly in a small cradle beside the bed.

In the big pot, a pot full of noodles was cooked.

There were a row of large open bowls on the pot table, each bowl filled with fragrant and sweet noodles.

Then Risong put the happy noodles on the tray and delivered them out one after another, door to door, each family had a big bowl, and everyone in the village distributed it.

At night, Mrs. Sun helped the baby bathe, change his clothes, and feed him some food.

He put him in the cradle, let him fall asleep, and told Narisong and Xiao Yaxue some things before returning to his home.

Yang Huazhong brought foot-washing water and placed it in front of Sun.

The man knelt down and wanted to wash Mrs. Sun's feet, which shocked Mrs. Sun.

"You can't do it, you can't do it," Ms. Sun quickly stood up, but Yang Huazhong held her shoulders and pushed her back down.

"There's nothing I can't do. You've been washing my feet all your life. Now, it's my turn to wash your feet," he said.

Mrs. Sun still looked flattered.

"Men are heaven, women are earth, and it is natural for women to serve men. If your parents find out that you are washing my feet, that would be terrible..." Mrs. Sun said.

At this time, Yang Huazhong had already squatted down in front of Sun and helped Sun take off one of his shoes.

Hearing this, the man grinned and said: "There is no such thing as serving someone. To use the words of our daughter Qing'er, in a family, you are the mother and I am the father."

"It's just like the singing role on the stage. Our singing role is different and the errands we do are also different."

"When I saw Risong giving birth to a baby that day, I remembered the scene when you gave birth to three babies for me."

"Three times, I stepped on the Yama Palace to give me such a lively home now, with children and grandchildren," he said.

The warm water covered Sun's insteps.

The woman felt comfortable and moved, and her eyes became wet.

Suddenly thinking of something, she asked Yang Huazhong: "Our baby's birthday is twenty days away. I don't know if Qing'er and Tang Yazi can make it back?"

Yang Huazhong thought for a moment and said, "They must remember the baby's birthday better than we do."

"If the matter is settled, they will definitely try to come back as soon as possible. If they fail to come back, it must be that the matter is not over yet,"

"Don't rush us, just wait patiently and follow our own arrangements to celebrate the baby's birthday," he said.

Sun nodded, "Okay!"

"By the way, did grandma Qing'er say anything when I was delivering sweet noodles to my old house today?" Ms. Sun suddenly asked.

It has been more than a month since Li Xiuxin was brought back to her parents' home by her mother, and she has not been sent back.

Yang Yongxian's injuries are almost healed. He went to Lijia Village to pick him up several times but could not come back.

So, the matter stayed there.

Seeing Yang Yongxian's depression day by day, Old Yangtou became anxious, so he found Yang Huazhong and wanted him to help go around and bring Li Xiuxin back.

Yang Huazhong kept in mind Yang Ruoqing's instructions before leaving and tried his best not to interfere with the affairs of the old Yang family and let them handle it by themselves.

Therefore, during this period, I can count the number of times I went to the old house.

Today, I went to the old house because I was helping Narisong deliver sweet noodles.

At this moment, after hearing what Sun said, Yang Huazhong said: "My father is not in the house, but my mother is. She didn't say anything. She just asked me if the Song family gave birth to a boy or a girl that day, and she didn't say anything else."

Already."

"Oh." Mrs. Sun nodded.

"Have you finished your mother's medicine soon?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Huazhong said: "I'm almost finished eating, but there's no need to buy more. Her ears are good and she can hear. Taking medicine is not good for her health. This is what she means."

Mrs. Sun nodded.

After ironing my feet, I just got into bed and lay down. After a while, there was movement outside the yard.

"It sounds like Ah Hao's voice!" said Sun.

"Let me take a look!"

Yang Huazhong immediately stood up and opened the door, and it turned out to be Ah Hao.

"Why are you here in the middle of the night?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Ah Hao ran out of breath and said: "Uncle San, Lan, Lan'er is also going to give birth!"

"ah?"

Yang Huazhong was really surprised. He turned his head and glanced at Mrs. Sun behind him who had already fallen to the ground and was getting dressed.

"What kind of day is it today? Why are we all here together?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Sun said: "Let's not talk about this for now. Hurry up, Ah Hao, go ask Chen Wenpo, Qing'er father, you go to the next yard and call me eldest sister, I will go directly to Lan'er's place."

"Is there anyone at Lan'er's place now?" Sun asked again.

Ah Hao said: "Mrs. Xian is here."

"Third Aunt, what should I do? I saw, I saw Lan'er was bleeding a lot and couldn't stop it..." Ah Hao said in a panic, and the young man's face turned pale.

His eyes were full of worry, and as he stood there, his fingers could not help but tremble slightly.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly comforted Ahao and said, "Then I'll go over right away. Don't panic. This is how giving birth to a child is. It'll be okay!"
Chapter completed!