After getting off work in the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao was the first to rush out of the gate as usual and went straight home.

Before I entered the door, I heard the cry of a child from inside the house, and then I heard Ran Qiuye's laughter.

Yang Xiaotao walked in, looked at Xiao Duanwu and ate again, and couldn't help laughing, "Eat when you leave, and eat again when you come back, you're a foodie!" ”

Ran Qiuye snorted, she felt much better now.

Maybe it's because of Xiaowei, Ran Qiuye's physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary mothers, at least there is no pain below.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the little guy for a while, and then prepared to show his hand.

Ran Qiuye's milk was sufficient, so the pig's trotters prepared by Yang Xiaotao were not used, but they had to be eaten.

So, the two pig's front leg hooves in the pressure cooker were stewed.

When the pot was boiling, the smell of meat came from the yard again, and the greedy stick stalk was lying on the window and drooling.

Jia Zhang's couldn't scold it, the chicken stewed during the day, the white chicken was hungry when he looked at it.

Now the pig's trotters are boiled again, this is simply starving them.

"Damn, I don't know how to converge at all!"

"The chickens haven't been eaten, this is another pig's trotters, choking you to death without conscience!"

Jia Zhang scolded, and Qin Huairu ate the cake silently.

Since Silly Zhu and Yi Zhonghai were reformed through labor, their family has been cut off from oil and water.

With the little food supply from his own family, he can barely starve to death.

As for the food in the factory, the security department strictly grasped it, and she couldn't take it out.

Alas...

I sighed in my heart, "How can you be a son?" ”

On the other side, an aunt was stunned in her heart, and every time she heard the child's cry, she felt bitter.

What their family lacks is children.

In the past, when Yi Zhonghai was at home, there was still someone to talk to.

Now that there is no Yi Zhonghai, there are no children at home, the whole house is cold, and there is no one to speak.

Alas.

Backyard.

Liu Haizhong discussed with the second aunt whether to take advantage of this time to have a relationship with Yang Xiaotao.

He is now unofficial and light, and he has lost several pounds of flesh.

Without the identity of the second uncle, I always feel uncomfortable.

In this courtyard, the most capable person is Yang Xiaotao, as long as he nods, he may be able to be a second uncle.

As for Yan Fugui, that is the villain's ambition, and the shrewd calculation is okay, but this major matter is still lacking.

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, you won't be slapped in the face when you go up yourself.

Next door next door.

Xu Damao was uncomfortable, his nose seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't smell the smell on his body or the aroma in the yard.

But Yang Xiaotao has a son, he knows it.

Naturally, my heart is not happy.

Back then, he got married earlier than Yang Xiaotao, but this son was nowhere to be seen, and Yang Xiaotao caught up head-on.

Now, when he hears the child's cry, he is upset.

Who let him not have it?

If you want to find a daughter-in-law, you still have to find someone who can give birth.

Yangjiazhuang.

Mrs. Yang found out the new clothes sent back by Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye during the Chinese New Year, handed them to Yang Dazhuang, and asked the family to help wash them.

Yang Xiaotao has a son, which is a great joy.

Although Yang Xiaotao is not his direct line, the relationship between the two is in Yangjiazhuang, that is, the two fathers and grandfathers.

This has a big grandson, so it is natural to go and see it.

Yang Dazhuang was also happy, "Master, they said that the ninth uncle is going to go together, you see..."

"Go, go. This time it's a big deal, so if you want to go, go together. ”

Earlier, on the third day of the child's birth, it was called "washing three", which means washing away filth, eliminating disasters and avoiding difficulties, and at the same time praying for auspiciousness and good fortune.

Later, after liberation, the old feudalism naturally had to make some changes.

In the countryside, they called 'washing three' three days.

It means that the child is on the third day, and it's time to go drinking.

Mrs. Yang was happy, although he invited his ancestors and elders to eat when he gave birth to a child for three days, he was directly related.

Only those who have a good relationship will drink.

But Mrs. Yang doesn't care about this, when he reaches his age, he just wants to come.

"Okay, I'll go and prepare, anyway, it's nothing to do now, I'll let Shi Huizi catch the car, and I'll go with you the day after tomorrow."

Yang Dazhuang said happily.

"Good!"

There was laughter in the room again.

"By the way, have you figured out the name Master?"

Yang Dazhuang suddenly asked, this Yang Xiaotao's first son will be named by the elders.

When there are a few more, it is Yang Xiaotao who chooses his own name.

"I've figured it out."

"Xiaotao's branch is the same as our Yangjiazhuang's, so it will be passed down according to the generation."

"Wendang Xiangzi Qi, Yaochuan Yongzengqing!"

"This generation of ancestors handed down, let's follow this."

"Which generation is that?"

"Xiao Tao is the Yongzi generation, and this child is the Zengzi generation."

Mrs. Yang said, Yang Dazhuang touched his forehead, "Master, so Xiao Tao should be Yang Yongtao?" I'm Yang Chuanzhuang? ”

Yang Dazhuang always felt that there was a big one in the name, and the small one was not serious, especially if his status was higher than before when he was the village chief, so he wanted to make a serious name.

Mrs. Yang saw his thoughts and said angrily.

"What's the matter, you still want to change your name."

"No, I'm here, don't I have a generation!"

"A generation is a generation, and a name is a name. I don't have the ability to be a man, I can't even go to school, and I want to be a shame on my ancestors. ”

Yang Dazhuang immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

But in my heart, I was thinking that when my grandson came out, he would definitely have a generation in his name.

"Then master, what's this name?"

Mrs. Yang shook his face, "This, I'll discuss it with Xiao Jiu again." ”

Yang Dazhuang pouted, "Master, this additional character is too easy to take." What enhances, glorifies, blesses..."

"Look, what a meaning."

"When I have grandchildren, I'll pick one of these."

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"You have a grandson, and you have to be named by the old man."

Yang Dazhuang was stunned, and finally muttered, "Then call the second child." ”

This time, Mrs. Yang didn't refute after hearing this, thinking about whether to prepare all the names for the juniors.

It's just that thinking of so many juniors in the village, it's a big job.

Time passed in a flash, and in the early morning a day later, the two cars came out of Yangjiazhuang and rushed to Sijiu City.

Yang Xiaotao got up early in the morning to work, and today he specially asked Yang Youning for a day off to stay at home to work.

In the house, Ran Qiuye was hugging Xiao Dragon Boat Festival on the bed to feed.

This kid recognizes people, but others can't hold them, so he cries.

But other than that's unflattering, everything else is good.

Especially at night, when you are full of food and put it in a small bed, you can sleep until dawn.

When I woke up, I opened my legs to pee and, but I was very cooperative.

Even Ran's mother is also boasting that this child is smart.

Of course, it is normal for a child to cry when he is hungry and pee.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I watched my son breastfeeding, the little mouth, the different colors

"What are you looking at, Mom is here."

Ran Qiuye put her hand on her son's head, covering Yang Xiaotao's sight, and said shyly.

"What can I see, of course I look at my son."

Yang Xiaotao said seriously, tilted his head, and continued to look through the gap.

Ran Qiuye hurriedly blocked it with his hand, and at this moment, Xiao Duanwu, who was breastfeeding, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Open your eyes!"

Yang Xiaotao hurriedly took Ran Qiuye's hand away and shouted with a smile.

Ran Qiuye also raised his head and looked at those big eyes, full of love.

"Double eyelids, these eyes are yours."

Yang Xiaotao watched for a while, and the little guy stared at the world of white flowers in front of him while eating milk.

"Opened your eyes?"

Mother Ran also ran over when she heard the news, looked at it and smiled as well.

A few people watched around the small Dragon Boat Festival for a while, and then they were busy with their own work.

Ran Qiuye put the well-fed little Dragon Boat Festival on the small bed, and Yang Xiaotao deliberately used a pole to carry a small red lantern on the top of his head, which was shaking at this time, and the little Dragon Boat Festival head moved with the rotation of the lantern, and he fell asleep tired after a while.

Ran Qiuye covered his son and moved his body by himself.

In the past few days, she feels that her body has recovered quickly, and she does not have the feeling of lying in bed and unable to move as her mother said.

Not only can I move, but the stretch marks on my stomach also begin to shrink, and my shriveled belly is more elastic than the previous two days when I pinch it with my hands.

All this shows that my body is recovering quickly.

"Perhaps, it's okay to eat."

Ran Qiuye remembered the things Yang Xiaotao had bought in the past two days, and almost filled the kitchen.

The two large boxes of eggs, my mother said that there were more than 100 eggs, and I couldn't eat them all.

There are also chickens bought, in addition to the three I bought last time, I went to buy four more yesterday, and now the yard is encircled, and the people who pass by around are envious.

Also, Yang Xiaotao went to catch the fish after work yesterday, but his mother was startled.

The bucket of fish is at least a foot long.

And the most exaggerated thing is the one hanging on the handlebar, which looks as long as an arm from a distance, and I don't know how to catch it.

I heard that when I came back, I was so envious of Teacher Yan in the front yard that I almost went up to worship.

And so many good things, but they are all for her.

Therefore, she is the happiest woman in this courtyard.

At noon, two donkey carts stopped outside the compound, and Yang Xiaotao quickly put down the spatula in his hand when he got the news, and came to the courtyard with Ran's mother to greet him.

"Master. Ninth Uncle, Uncle"

"Xiao Tao, Brother Tao, Uncle Tao~~"

Two groups of people have met, and Yang Xiaotao introduced Ran's mother to Mrs. Yang.

"Mother-in-law, thank you."

"This autumn leaves have won glory for our Yang family, thank you."

As Mrs. Yang spoke, Mother Ran hurriedly stepped forward and welcomed Mrs. Yang into the house.

A group of people walked into the house, some carrying cloth bags with a few eggs in them, some holding a bag of millet, and some carrying a long string of dried mushrooms.

There weren't many things, and there were even some shivers, but no one dared to say bad.

The people in the compound were watching from the sidelines.

Those who came were all from Yangjiazhuang, that is, Yang Xiaotao's own family, and these people from their own family were able to stand up and support them at critical times.

Of course, there was originally Ran Qiuye's own family, so the two sides were together to make it official.

It's just that Ran's family is the only one in these four or nine cities, and there is no one else.

Everyone came to the yard, and Ran's mother walked into the house and hugged Xiao Duanwu outside.

"Little Dragon Boat Festival? That's a good name. Good. ”

Mrs. Yang looked at Xiao Dragon Boat Festival with wide-eyed eyes, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled together with a smile.

"Come, grandpa hug."

Mrs. Yang carefully took over the Little Dragon Boat Festival, but he didn't know that the Little Dragon Boat Festival didn't give him any face, and immediately cried, that mouth was toothless and extremely pink.

"Yoyo, don't cry, don't cry."

Mrs. Yang coaxed, but she cried even louder.

On the side, Yang Dazhuang also wanted to come up and hug him, his kid hugged him when he was a child, but the freshness was long gone.

A few big men didn't care about the feelings of the little Dragon Boat Festival, and after hugging them one by one, they handed the child to the child's grandmother, and then sent it to the house.

Not to mention, I stopped crying as soon as I saw my mother.

(End of chapter)