Mrs. Sun said: "Okay, then help your fifth aunt sit up and slow down."

"Um!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, stepped forward and helped Bao Suyun sit up.

Bao Suyun hid half of her clothes, revealing her snow-white body and a so-and-so.

Mrs. Sun carefully placed the child in Bao Suyun's arms.

Having given birth to Dabao before, Bao Suyun set up a breastfeeding position with ease.

However, the child kept crying with his eyes closed.

And the more she cried, the fiercer she became.

"What should third sister-in-law do? She doesn't know how to wrap breasts..."

Bao Suyun was so anxious that her voice was filled with tears.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing hurried closer.

Mrs. Sun had experience and immediately reached out to help.

The child was still crying, and until the end, his voice was almost hoarse from crying.

Mrs. Sun was at a loss: "The child is too young and doesn't know how to wrap it..."

Bao Suyun burst into tears.

"What can we do?"

Sun said: "Don't panic, be patient and try a few more times!"

So, the two sisters got busy again.

Finally, the little guy was wrapped up and stopped crying.

Both sisters heaved a sigh of relief, and Mrs. Sun was even more busy and sweating.

"This little guy has finally calmed down." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

She was also sweating all over.

Sun smiled and sat down again, taking a breath.

Bao Suyun was holding her baby in her arms while breastfeeding, looking towards the door of the house.

"My brother fell off the ladder and I don't know what happened to him now?"

"Qing'er, hasn't your fifth uncle come back yet?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Uncle Wu is coming back, he must come to see Aunt Wu and the child!"

Bao Suyun frowned, worried.

Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other. Both mother and daughter knew the inside story.

But he didn't dare to tell Bao Suyun the truth.

She was born prematurely because she was stimulated by the news that her brother had fallen.

If she knew now that her brother had died this morning, she would not be able to bear the blow!

The mother and daughter exchanged glances, and both tacitly chose to hide it.

Bao Suyun hugged the child, lowered her head and looked at the kitten-like girl in her arms, and tears came out again.

"My parents came to me with the intention of having a grandson, and I let them down..."

She whispered.

Mrs. Sun consoled her: "It's nothing, don't think too much about it..."

Bao Suyun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Sister-in-law, please don't comfort me. Although I was weak at that time, I could hear what my parents said at the door of the house..." she said.

Mrs. Sun was startled.

"My sons and daughters are all the flesh that fell from our own bodies."

Sun continued.

She glanced lovingly at Yang Ruoqing beside her.

"When I gave birth to my Qing'er, my parents said the same thing."

"Look at what family's son is better than my Qing'er now?"

After receiving such affirmation from Sun, Yang Ruoqing also pursed her lips and smiled.

Mrs. Sun gently stroked Yang Ruoqing's hair, "It's enough that I care about my daughter. I believe that Lao Wu is not such a patriarchal person."

On the bed, Bao Suyun turned his gaze to Yang Ruoqing and smiled weakly.

"Three sister-in-law's words have touched my heart."

"That's right, I care about my own daughter!"

Mrs. Sun sat with Bao Suyun for a while.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes kept falling on the little guy.

The little guy clung to his mother's arms and soon fell asleep wrapped in milk.

"Fifth Aunt, my little sister is asleep, why don't you take a nap too!" she said.

She understands the simple truth that you need more rest after giving birth.

Bao Suyun looked tired and nodded.

Mrs. Sun quickly stood up: "You go to sleep first, and I'll make you something to eat."

"Sister-in-law, I'm tired from working..."

"Hey, why are you so polite to me?"

Sun and Yang Ruoqing got up and left the house, leaving Bao Suyun with a quiet environment to rest.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun made a bowl of noodles using local materials, beat two poached eggs, and added lard and salt.

Yang Ruoqing originally planned to help Sun collect firewood, but Sun stopped her.

"Mom can do it all by herself. You go home first. Your father and brother haven't eaten yet." Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, then I'm going to have lunch at my house."

…

When I got home, the lunch at home was almost ready.

Xiaoping and Xiaoyin were stuffing firewood, while the other was helping peel garlic and so on.

Bai Laowu was holding a spatula and was cooking the vegetables in full swing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming back, Bai Laowu grinned: "Put your chopsticks, put your chopsticks, it's time to eat!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

I am so busy that I forgot that there is such a kitchen leader living at home!

I quickly set my chopsticks and the family had lunch, but Mrs. Sun hadn't come back yet.

Yang Ruoqing then packed a bowl of rice with a lot of vegetables on top, including meat and vegetables.

Send it to the old house for Mr. Sun to eat.

As soon as I entered the side courtyard, I heard noisy noises coming from Bao Suyun's room.

It's Tan!

Yang Ruoqing frowned and quickly entered the house.

The door of the room was open, and Mrs. Tan was standing in front of the bed with a cane and a sullen face.

"You're a loser who can't give birth to a son, look at how stingy you are!"

"What I want from you is my afterbirth, not the money-losing thing in your arms. Why are you so stingy?"

Mrs. Tan scolded Bao Suyun sharply and stretched out her other hand.

"Where are the afterbirths? Get them here quickly!" she shouted angrily again.

Bao Suyun sat on the bed, holding her child in her arms, her tears like broken beads.

She shook her head: "Mom, I want to bury the afterbirth together with the child's fetal hair so that the child can grow up safely. Please don't take it away..."

On the side, Mrs. Sun was also helping to say good things.

Mrs. Tan ignored Mrs. Sun and took a step closer to the bed.

"You're a dead girl, you deserve a low life. Give me the things, I'm going to treat your fourth brother's illness!"

"After curing your fourth brother's illness, you will still be able to help our old Yang family thrive!"

Mrs. Tan was unyielding and would not leave until she got something.

Bao Suyun still shook his head and cried until he was out of breath.

The child in her arms seemed to feel her mother's emotions and started to cry loudly.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't stand it anymore and entered the house.

"What's the afterbirth? What's going on?" she asked coldly.

Bao Suyun cried and didn't dare to say a word.

Tan snorted and refused to pay attention.

Mrs. Sun glanced at the two people and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Your little cousin's afterbirth, your grandma wants to ask your fifth aunt for it, saying that it can be used as medicine to help your fourth uncle's health..."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

afterbirth?

placenta?

In traditional Chinese medicine, it is also called Zihe Che, and it is said to be used as medicine.

Mrs. Tan must have heard some folk remedies, so she came here to ask for them.

"Milk, you can't trust those folk remedies. If you don't do it well, you will eat them to death!"

Yang Ruoqing told Mrs. Tan directly.

Tan said angrily: "What do you know? That's what the elders say!"

"That milk shows that in our village, who gave birth to a child who ate the afterbirth?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

When the elders speak, they certainly have some life experience in them.

But you can’t believe everything, you have to distinguish between true and false.

Everything is said by the elders.
Chapter completed!