When Mianmian returned home, Yang Huazhou and Dabao and his son were eating face to face in the main room, discussing tomorrow's affairs while eating.

There are two main things tomorrow:

"Dabao, when you get up early tomorrow morning, don't eat breakfast. Grab a hen and go to your father-in-law's house in Jiangjia Village to report the good news."

"By the way, I want to tell your father-in-law that Guiling has just given birth to a baby and doesn't understand many things. Please leave your mother-in-law with you for a few days, and then ask your two uncles and sisters-in-law to collect some changes of clothes for your mother-in-law.

come over."

"Well, Dad, I've memorized all of this, what else is there?" Dabao picked up the rice and asked again.

Yang Huazhou said: "The other thing is my business. I have to go to the town to weigh more noodles and sugar. Tomorrow we will cook sugar noodles and distribute them to relatives and friends. Everyone will be happy."

"In addition, your third uncle has already helped us to say hello to the Sun family. The Sun family has a pig that will be slaughtered later tonight. The pig will be slaughtered and the fresh lard will be given to us."

Lard is used to cook sugar noodles, which is hard and fragrant.

In addition, Guiling had to eat some lard every day to replenish her body during confinement.

Dabao nodded, "Dad, should I buy brown sugar or white sugar?"

"White sugar."

"Dad, can you bring back some brown sugar and red dates by the way?"

"What are you going to do?"

"I...I heard from the third mother that women lose energy and blood after giving birth, and brown sugar and red dates can replenish energy and blood."

Yang Huazhou stopped gnawing or pulling at the rice. He raised his head and stared directly at Dabao.

Dabao was a little frightened and at a loss what to do.

Yang Huazhou suddenly laughed, raised his hand and patted Dabao on the head, praising loudly: "What a good boy, you have really grown up and you know how to love your wife. Not bad!"

Dabao also breathed a sigh of relief and started laughing.

Isn't that right? Even if I got married before, I didn't feel that there was any difference between getting married and not getting married. It was just that there was an extra person in the house. That person ate, slept, talked with you, and had someone to discuss things with you. And

, and can also do some "shy" things.

But since the afternoon, I saw the little baby wrapped in red floral cloth, her slightly curly hair wet and stuck to her head, her small eyes, and her forehead when she opened her eyes to the light and looked at people.

The wrinkles that were squeezed out on his face made him want to laugh.

Seeing her lazily stretching out her tiny hands in her swaddling clothes, stretching her body and yawning, his heart was as soft as her tender little mouth without teeth, and he wished he could put it into his mouth.

She crushed it and rubbed it into the pit of her heart to feel the pain, but she didn't dare to use any more strength with her hands, for fear of hurting her and breaking her tiny arms and legs...

Dabao couldn't describe that feeling in words. He only knew that when he walked out of the house, his entire chest was filled with a burning thing, and his steps were calmer and more solid than before.

.

From this moment on, he became a father, and he had a daughter. In this world, he actually had his own daughter, his own offspring, but his own blood was flowing in the bones of such a small person.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his mood was so surging that he couldn't control it. He wanted to take Jiang Guiling and explain his feelings in detail, and then ask her if she was the same.

But the mother-in-law and mother-in-law said that Guiling was weak and needed more rest, so they kicked him out.

"Dad, you and my mother have suffered this time for Guiling and our children. If you want me to do anything, just ask!" Dabao stared at Yang Huazhou and said forcefully.

Yang Huazhou's eyes were a little red for no reason.

He patted Dabai on the shoulder and smiled happily: "Okay, okay, I'm a father. I'm really mature."

With your words, your mother and I will be content until we die from exhaustion!

When Mianmian came in from outside, she happened to see her father and brother eating and laughing.

"Where is my mother?" she asked softly.

The father and son looked at each other with love in their eyes.

"Mom is in your sister-in-law's room in the backyard." Dabao said, getting up and coming over to help take the basket from Mianmian's hand, and touched Mianmian's head: "Are you tired from walking, sister?"

Mianmian raised her head and smiled sweetly at Dabao, "I'm not tired. When I think of my little niece, I feel full of strength."

Dabao smiled.

"Daughter, come here for dinner." Yang Huazhou greeted.

"Dad, I'm not hungry at all. I'll go to the backyard to see my little niece first."

In Jiang Guiling's room in the backyard, Jiang Guiling recovered some strength after a day's rest and was able to sit on the bed and eat.

Although she felt that she could hold the bowl with both hands, Bao Suyun was unwilling to do anything about it. She had just given birth to a baby, and all the bones in her body were loose. She was afraid that her hands would slip and she would get hurt, so she sat on the edge of the bed to feed her.

Jiang Guiling had no choice but to follow Bao Suyun, sitting there and enjoying this special care one bite at a time.

Mother Jiang stood by the cradle, looking at the child from time to time, and turning her head to glance at Jiang Guiling from time to time. Especially when she saw Bao Suyun's behavior, although Mother Jiang didn't say anything, there was a smile on her face.

After Mianmian came in quietly, she first greeted Jiang Guiling and Jiang's mother, and then lay down beside the cradle, unable to move her eyes away anymore.

Mother Jiang lowered her voice and pointed at the baby's eyebrows and said to Mianmian: "Mianmian, who do you think this child looks like? Your brother? Or your sister-in-law?"

Mianmian pursed her lips into a smile, and after hearing Mother Jiang's words, she looked at the child carefully.

In the end, she shook her head and chuckled: "It's too young, I can't see anything..."

Mother Jiang smiled and pointed at Mianmian, and said: "This child's features look like your aunt."

"Me?" Mianmian asked, pointing to her nose in disbelief.

After getting a definite nod from Mother Jiang, unlike when she was joking, her beautiful big eyes were filled with joy.

He lowered his head again and looked at the baby, the smile on his lips was sweeter than honey.

It wasn't until Bao Suyun fed a bowl of chicken soup noodles and two poached eggs into Jiang Guiling's belly that she was satisfied and left.

Mianmian followed Bao Suyun back to the kitchen. In this house, all the men and women had eaten, and only the two of them were left.

Bao Suyun warmed the food, and the two of them sat on the small bench and ate their supper by the light of the candle on the stove.

They also talked about their imaginative thoughts about babies. On this topic, mother and daughter seemed to never finish talking.

Finally, the topic shifted to Mianmian’s gift of chicken soup noodles.

Originally, Bao Suyun only prepared chicken soup for Jiang Guiling and Tan, but after Yang Huazhou discussed it, he could not favor one over the other, so he also sent a bowl to other rooms for the children to drink.
Chapter completed!