"Girl, this can't be capricious, what the older generation left behind may not be unfounded, you still have to feed the child! Children are too young, adults eat salty, and children can't stand it. ”

The eldest lady patiently explained to Li Yingxue, and the older generation came over like this.

Millet porridge is a small ginseng, which is good for the body when eaten.

"I see, thank you, auntie."

Li Yingxue replied helplessly, endure it for the sake of the child!

"Haifeng, my mother said that the child is in the incubator, is it dangerous?"

Thinking of her mother's words again, she was very worried, and she was not at ease if she didn't see the child with her own eyes.

"It's okay, it's just that the premature birth needs to be observed, and there is nothing to do and I can get it back tomorrow."

Wang Haifeng was asked by her, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart, mainly because the child cried for half the night last night, and he was not at ease.

"I'm going to see them, and I'm not worried if I don't see them."

Li Yingxue and all mothers glanced at each other, and the child stood first in her heart.

"Wait a day, you can see it tomorrow, don't be in the wind, you have to close your eyes and recuperate."

Wang Haifeng can usually spoil her, but not now, there was a woman in the village who died of postpartum wind.

"Ugh."

Li Yingxue sighed helplessly, and honestly lay down and waited.

I still think about the appearance of the child when he was born, wrinkled like a little old man, so big, when will he grow up?

How long will she have to wait until she hears the child call out to her?

Wang Haifeng helped her put the pillow away, held her hand, and suddenly felt very moved in his heart, it was this woman who gave him a home and gave him three lovely children.

How fortunate could he be to have such a perfect woman?

Li Yingxue closed her eyes tiredly, giving birth to a child consumes a lot of energy, she just sat for a while, and she felt very tired.

Fortunately, it was not a caesarean section, otherwise it would be difficult to recover.

When Du Qiujuan returned to the ward an hour later, she saw her daughter sleeping deeply, walked over carefully, and handed the millet porridge to Wang Haifeng.

She didn't dare to approach herself, there was a cool air on her body, and she was afraid that her daughter would be windy.

"Haifeng, my mother also bought you buns, eat more."

Du Qiujuan lowered her voice and said to Wang Haifeng, not only for her daughter, but also for her uncle.

"Thank you, mother, you can take a rest too!"

Wang Haifeng looked at her with emotion, her mother-in-law's eyes were red, and she didn't sleep all night.

"Mother is fine, I'll go and bring food to your father again."

Du Qiujuan shook her head and smiled, what is this accumulation now? I don't feel happy in my heart.

Although the two of them spoke quietly, they were heard by Li Yingxue on the bed.

"Mother."

Rubbing his eyes, he sat up and said hello to Du Qiujuan.

"Don't get up, always sit and hurt your waist, and take good care of yourself during the confinement, otherwise you will be the one who suffers from illness."

Du Qiujuan persuaded her daughter softly, but she never dared to approach her.

"By the way, your sister-in-law wants to come to see you, send Xiaohua and Zhuang Zhuang first, and come over in a while."

When Du Qiujuan was leaving, she remembered it and turned around to tell Li Yingxue.

"Lijuan is so good now."

Li Yingxue was full of emotion, fortunately she was given a chance, the prodigal son did not change his money, and she is now helping her family.

"Sister-in-law."

As she was talking, Wang Lijuan walked into the ward with a smile, wearing a red half-length cotton coat and a white pure wool scarf.

"Lijuan, don't go over first, there's wind on your body, don't pounce on your sister-in-law."

Du Qiujuan grabbed her and didn't let her get close to Li Yingxue.

"Mother, are you alright?" [End of Chapter]