"What's wrong with you?" Shen Yingyue hugged her daughter and laughed at him.

Liang Hanchu's healthy wheat-colored face turned even more red.

"Yueniang, it's okay, you feed the child and rest first, sleep for a while, and when you wake up, let's choose a name for the child." Liang Hanchu didn't dare to say it, he had quit meat for a long time, and now that she had given birth to the child, when she had recuperated her body, he could open meat.

It's been a long time since I've eaten meat heartily.

"Yueniang, why don't you drink another bowl of soup first, you just fed the milk, I'm afraid your body can't bear it. I asked some things about confinement before, some soups are to help the body recover, some soups are to promote lactation, I asked Aunt Jiang to boil the ones that help the body recover, you drink more. ”

"Okay." Shen Yingyue had a lot of physical exertion, although she drank soup and ate meat just now, but after going out to sit for a while, she felt that her stomach was a little empty, and she also wanted to eat something.

Liang Hanchu kissed her on the forehead and went out to serve the soup.

Shen Yingyue looked at his sturdy and upright back, and the corners of her mouth hooked.

The first time I saw him, he was dressed in a white-washed coarse cloth short brown lined with patches.

Later, life gradually improved, and he put on cotton clothes.

Now he has become an officer, and he is still a hundred households with military power.

His life is slowly getting better, his status is slowly getting higher, what doesn't change is that he cares about her as always, and he always puts her first no matter what.

In her previous life, Shen Yingyue had seen a lot of Weibo complaints, and many mothers found that after giving birth to a child, the whole family revolved around the child, no one cared about them, they were completely a fertility tool. At that time, she would also be afraid, afraid that she would also find a man who would use her as a fertility tool.

Now, God really treats her well, giving her a man who cares about her and loves her. Of course, she also loved her children, but her man's reaction did not disappoint her.

Liang Hanchu brought in the chicken soup.

"I'll feed you."

"Okay."

……

After a short while, Wang came over.

"Yueniang, third, I heard your voices, Yueniang, you haven't slept yet, have you? I didn't sleep and I came in, you can't just drink soup, you have to eat some staple food, I just went to boil some porridge for you. ”

"Mother, come in."

"Okay." Wang came in with porridge.

"Knowing that you are not used to eating pasta, I specially cooked rice porridge and added some millet, which is very glutinous. Third child, are you feeding Yueniang here? I'll just leave the porridge here, and you can feed her some later." Wang put the porridge on the kang table.

This kang table was made by Liang Hanchu himself, and before Shen Yingyue gave birth, he asked many people, including his subordinates and some people with children in the village, who had done a lot of homework on confinement, and knew that women would often lie in bed during confinement, so he made this wide kang table, which can put a lot of things.

"Thank you, mother." Shen Yingyue said.

"You're welcome. And Ah Yueniang, you gave birth to two, in case the two children are hungry together, you can't feed it, find some clean bowls to squeeze out the milk and put it, if the two children are hungry together, you can also let the boss feed one, the milk can be put for a few hours, and now the weather is not very hot, just take a lid back and cover it. ”

"Hmm." Shen Yingyue nodded, and this time she blushed.

After eating, Shen Yingyue squeezed out some milk and put it away as Wang said, and fell asleep.

When I woke up, Liang Hanchu was still by my side, and it was already afternoon. The two children also babbled, Shen Yingyue fed the little buns who cried a lot, and Liang Hanchu fed the little dumplings.