"Well, you call me aunt, but my sister's children don't have a chance to call me aunt." Mrs. Gu suddenly sighed: "Shuyan, you say, should your aunt complain about your father?" ”

Shuyan looked at Mrs. Gu and said, "He also has his difficulties. ”

Mrs. Gu smiled slowly: "What a good daughter." As he spoke, he pointed at Minghe and said with a smile: "The child is awake again." ”

Minghe was sleeping soundly, and Shu E's eyes had just glanced over his little face. Suddenly, hearing Mrs. Gu say this, Shu E couldn't help but look at Minghe again.

It was still the same posture, it hadn't changed at all, Shuyan still reached out and patted Minghe gently.

"This kid is a little alarmed when he sleeps." Mrs. Gu said with a concerned expression.

Shu E just thought of the first few times she came to see Shuyan, and she had also seen Minghe's limbs suddenly twitch in her sleep. Shuyan's expression had changed greatly, and she said nervously to her aunt: "What my aunt said is true, but I don't know if it matters?" ”

Mrs. Gu smiled slowly: "The villain's family has never seen it, so it is scared like this." It's like this for the first time as a mother, and it's inevitable that you'll be easy to worry if you haven't seen it before. Children sometimes sleep like this, Zuo is only hungry and peeing, and he will be frightened in his dreams. ”

Shuyan's face was full of unhesitating conviction, and the seriousness brought by this conviction concealed the shame brought by Shuyan's first hearing of the words "being a mother for the first time", and she hurriedly turned around and patted Minghe gently.

Shu E was skeptical in her heart, but this doubt did not come from whether Minghe would be alarmed in his sleep was like what Mrs. Gu said, which is a common condition for children, she just looked at Minghe who was sleeping in a daze, wondering if he had really moved.

"I think the child is hungry." Mrs. Gu said, "What do you feed him on weekdays?" Didn't your father find a nurse for him? Why are there only two little girls here? ”

Minghe really opened his sleepy eyes, Shuyan reached out and hugged Minghe in his arms, and said, "I have found it, but this child is very strong and does not eat the milk of the nurse...... If you insist on putting it in his mouth, he will start to weep. He doesn't usually cry, but he cries very loudly. ”

"Are you feeding him on weekdays?" Mrs. Gu leaned closer to Minghe, gently touched Minghe's little face with her fingers, and asked, "Don't you want to take something else?" ”

Shuyan seemed to hesitate for a moment, and said in a low voice: "The milk is not enough, and you need to take something else." ”

"Then feed him some, when Ning'er was first born, she was much fatter than him. You see, even though he is a boy, he doesn't look very strong. Mrs. Gu said very naturally.

Shuyan nodded, Shu'e made a silent gesture to her, looked at Minghe and smiled, and hurriedly went out to call two maids in.

The cottage where Shuyan lives, the kitchen and bedroom are not divided. Just behind Liu An, half of the wall has no door, only covered by a curtain, and it is a small stove.

Xiang'er lifted a large wooden barrel from the corner of the wall, the wooden barrel looked wet, and the most strange thing was that the barrel actually had a lid. Zhu'er helped Xiang'er put the wooden barrel on the table, and it seemed that the weight of the barrel was not light. Shu E was busy reaching out to help, and reached out to touch the wall of the barrel, which turned out to be cool.

"It's ice in there?" As soon as Shu E's words came out, Zhu'er had already opened the lid of the bucket with a smile, and there was indeed half a bucket of crushed ice inside, and in the middle of the crushed ice was a cloth wrapped round and bulging high.

Xiang'er took the kettle from the stove, poured the water into the bowl, and the water was steaming hot.

Zhu'er cherished and opened the layers of thick cloth, and inside was a white fine porcelain bottle, the mouth of which was tightly corked with a wooden stopper.

"What is this? Is this what the child eats? Shu E said strangely.

"Mrs. Hui Anguo, this is milk." Zhu'er's sweet and crunchy voice was respectful.

Shu E nodded, watching Zhu'er walk to the outside bedroom with the fine porcelain vase, Shu E said strangely: "What, don't you have to wait for it to be hot?" ”

Zhu'er said with a smile: "Young grandma likes to do these things for her nephew and young master in person, for fear of getting hot and cold." ”

Sure enough, Shuyan took the white porcelain bottle from Zhu'er's hand, looked at the candlelight at the bedside for a while, and took a lot of effort before pulling the stopper. She took a silver spoon from Xiang'er's hand and put it in a bowl of water before pouring some milk out of the bottle.

Shu E was about to remind Shuyan that the milk was cold, but saw that this spoonful of milk Shuyan did not put it in Minghe's mouth, but sent it to her own mouth and tasted it carefully.

Seeing Shuyan nodding, Xiang'er handed over a very light silver bowl. Shuyan poured the milk into the silver bowl, reached out and tentatively put it on the bowl with hot water, and shrank back suddenly, then nodded and soaked the silver bowl in the hot water on the bedside table.

Mrs. Gu was always talking to Shuyan before and after Shu'e entered and exited the kitchen. When Zhu'er and Xiang'er came out with the porcelain bottle, they didn't say a word.

It wasn't until Shuyan was hot that Mrs. Gu said slowly: "It's so hot, I'm afraid the child won't be able to eat it." ”

"Feed him, it's not too much to eat, it's better to prepare more." Shuyan looked back at Minghe and smiled at Mrs. Gu.

"Did you always prepare what he eats?" Mrs. Gu asked.

"Yes." Shuyan shook the silver bowl in her hand lightly and nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Gu's eyes looked around the room, and when she saw Liu An sitting in the dim shadow by the wall, the corners of her mouth were unconsciously hooked, and then she let out a long sigh: "It's really pitiful for the hearts of parents in the world." Mrs. Gu said without looking back: "You two go out first, and I will help the young grandmother feed the children." ”

Shuyan smiled and handed Minghe to Mrs. Gu, and did not forget to pat Minghe gently, as if to remind the child that it was not your mother who was hugging you, but her mother was next to you, and she did not take a step away. Shu E's heart moved, moved and sad, but more shocked by this mother-son relationship.

Shuyan then lowered her head and shook the small bowl in her hand lightly, her expression and demeanor were so natural. Such meticulous care, because it comes from the bottom of her heart, is a very ordinary thing for her, as if breathing. Shu E understands that Shuyan and Minghe are closely related.

However, Minghe seemed to not know what his mother meant, and as soon as he was handed over to his aunt, he was already crying.

Shu E and Shuyan hurriedly looked at Minghe together, only to see Mrs. Gu standing up calmly, her arms swaying gently and rhythmically, patting Minghe gently, humming and coaxing in her mouth, comforting softly. Although Shu E was vigilant in her heart, she was also infected by Mrs. Gu's kind look. The dignified and peaceful look in Mrs. Gu's eyes seemed to be the natural and joyful look of a loving mother holding her son, no, a grandmother holding her grandson.

Sure enough, Minghe gradually quieted down in Mrs. Gu's arms, and Shuyan's nervous expression became more and more peaceful. Shu E looked sideways at Shuyan's hand, the bowl of water that she had hit the wall of the bowl a moment ago and was so scalded that she hurriedly withdrew her hand was now soaking her hand holding the silver bowl. But Shuyan didn't realize it.