385 like a master

That's why I put my child in my room, so that few people will find out for at least a month.

After Guoguo was born, Mei Xiang asked people to report to Yu's family, and also took back the golden bowls and chopsticks prepared by her grandmother, as well as some clothes to wash and wear.

Originally, these rules were only available to Fujin, but the Yu family didn't want to lose his grandson, so he helped him prepare them all.

The person who asked the daughter to bring it back.

Even if she couldn't see it for herself.

Guoguo is very tired, very tired, she actually didn't suffer much when she gave birth to this child, but it was really painful to give birth to a child.

It made her feel like she was being torn, and she was scared and hurt.

"This kid is so strong." The Song family saw the little brother who had just been born, and he was really strong.

"This looks like a fruit, hehe, I don't know how many women will be fascinated when I grow up." The Song family was really happy when they saw his appearance.

The statue of the fourth master is not considered to be handsome. can't stop people's Eniang from being beautiful, and the Song family is a little envious.

The portraits of his two daughters are also with him, whether they are beautiful or not, at most they are beautiful, and I don't know if they are beautiful in the future.

"Hehe, yes, the little brother is very much like the master, and he was born without any red spots." Mama Tan was so happy.

Song glared at Mama Tan when he saw her get up: "Hmph, my family is not bad." ”

Okay, Song family, you think about it too much, people just boast about their little master.

Mama Tan was speechless: "Master Song thought too much, but the slave didn't say that the second and third grids didn't look good." "Mama Tan is aggrieved.

She knows how much her master likes two-grid and three-grid. How dare she have such an idea.

Song knew that he was too careful, but fortunately, it was all a joke, and the two of them would not take it seriously.

"Even if you can speak, can the little brother be tidied up?" The Song family has given birth to a child himself, and he knows that the child will have to be cleaned up after birth.

"Not yet, I'll wash it right away." Mama Tan waited for Mama Wang to fetch the herb water.

"Nacheng, I'm just outside, what's the call for me, I've been living here for the past few days." Song was a little worried.

In the end, the master is not in the house, and now there is a little brother in the house, and those women are not fuel-efficient lamps.

After getting Song's words, of course Mama Tan and the others were happy, no matter how they said it, they were just a slave, and sometimes they were not as good as Master Song's name.

"Then thank you Master Song." Mama Tan's smile overflowed her face.

Song watched the grandmothers tidy up the children before she was relieved to go back to her yard.

She had to pick up the kids. Living here, she is also worried about her two daughters, so it is natural for mother and daughter to live together.

After Song left, the child also began to cry.

The nurse immediately went to feed the little brother, but...

The little brother was like looking for something, one after another the nurses were replaced, and the four nurses were replaced and the little brother didn't drink a mouthful of milk.

I was so hungry that I cried.

Guoguo was really tired, and he didn't feel it at all.

"What to do? "Whether it is Mama Tan or Mama Wang, or other nurses, they are all anxious and angry.

"I don't know, this..." Mama Wang can't make up her mind, the master is still asleep.

The last bold nurse stood up and said: "The two grandmothers can let Mu Shu Fujin try, some children just come down and want to drink their own mother's milk." ”。