Chapter 51: Youqing
Chen Jiaming walked out happily, wiped his nose on his sleeve, raised his head and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you here to find me to hunt pheasants?" ”
Xu Fugui asked rhetorically: "Your father promised to let you out?" ”
Chen Jiaming shook his head in disappointment and looked at the cloth shoes in his hand, "Brother-in-law, you are here to find my sister, I will take you there." ”
The subordinates on the side were embarrassed: "Young master, the master has ordered, don't let him in." ”
Chen Jiaming squinted at him, "What's your name?" ”
"Young master, my name is Huang Hai."
"Yellow hair, don't you, do you still want to do it here?"
Huang Fa said bitterly: "Young master, I won't tell the master that it's okay, just don't see it." ”
Chen Jiaming nodded with satisfaction, took out a silver dollar from his pocket, and flicked it in the air, "I've rewarded you." ”
Huang Fa happily caught it and bent down, "Thank you, young master." ”
"Brother-in-law, let's go, you haven't seen Youqing yet, you look good, my sister said she looks like you."
"Jiaming, this is the cloth shoes made for you by your mother-in-law, you take it back to see if it fits, and there is cotton stuffed in it, which is very hot." Xu Fugui handed him one of the cloth shoes.
"My mother-in-law also made me cloth shoes? There's also a pattern on it, and my mother-in-law is so nice, but unfortunately I forgot what she looks like. ”
Chen Jiaming took him into the mansion, through the two courtyards, and came to the east wing.
"Daddy!"
Feng Xia was flying a kite, and when she saw him, she threw the kite in her hand and ran over excitedly with her hands open.
Xu Fugui scooped up her with both hands, lifted her high, and pasted her face, which was cold and cold.
"Giggles, Dad, your beard is so prickly and itchy." Feng Xia smiled happily.
"Daddy forgot to shave."
"Dad, come and see my brother, he looks ugly, wrinkled, and doesn't look like me at all." Feng Xia pointed to the inside of the wing.
Jiazhen heard the movement, opened the door of the wing, and looked at him with a smile on the door frame.
She was dressed in a white brocade robe, with a scarf around her neck, a sheepskin hat on her head, and her face was a little pale, and her big belly that had been erect had changed to a flat lower abdomen.
"Jiazhen, come in, confinement, can't blow the wind."
Xu Fugui walked in with Fengxia in his arms, and quickly closed the wooden door, and the brazier was burning in the room, which was much warmer than outside.
"You still know to come and see me?" Jiazhen complained that she sent someone to inform her the day after she gave birth, and it turned out that the dog man only came to see her now.
Xu Fugui smiled, "I came before, but I bumped into our father, left something and left." ”
Jiazhen blinked, she didn't know about it, and asked with concern, "You didn't quarrel with my father, did you?" ”
"No, I had a few words with him."
Jiazhen snorted lightly and said with a smile: "It's strange that I believe you, my father won't talk to you." ”
Xu Fugui put the cloth shoes in his hand on the table, walked to the side of the bed and leaned over to look, a wrinkled baby was sleeping quietly in it, his eyebrows were very similar to him, as if carved out of a mold.
"Hehe, this rabbit cub really looks like me."
"Whose father scolded the child the first time he saw him? Be careful that he doesn't get close to you in the future. Jiazhen said softly.
said, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt for Youqing, but this time woke Youqing up, opened his eyes, and looked around.
After seeing Xu Fugui, his mouth was deflated, and he immediately cried.
Jiazhen hurriedly hugged him and comforted him softly, Xu Fugui sneered, Youqing The child has not been waiting to see him since he was born, and he cried at the first sight.
"You carry it." Jiazhen whispered.
"Huh? Oh. He honestly turned around.
Jiazhen unbuttoned her clothes, and started to breastfeed, and she stopped crying after a while, but Xu Fugui was a little dry.
After feeding, Xu Fugui asked, "Jiazhen, when will you come back, I'm ready to pick you up." ”
"Come back on the first day of the new year, my dad wants me to spend the New Year at home."
"Okay, then I'll pick you up on the first day of junior high school."
"Isn't it necessary to hang paper to sweep the tomb at the first house, if you don't have time, you won't use it, I'll come back in a sedan chair."
"It's okay, how can you and the child be as important as hanging paper to sweep the tomb, anyway, the ancestors of the Xu family don't want to see me."
Jiazhen smiled, showing a row of neat white teeth, and shook the child in her arms, "Youqing, you can't be as ridiculous as your father." ”
"Dad, did grandma make these cloth shoes for us?" Feng Xia picked up the cloth shoes on the table and asked.
Xu Fugui nodded, "By the way, Jiazhen, the biggest pair is made for our father, and I'll tell him when he comes back." ”
Jiazhen nodded lightly, "Let my mother rest more, we have shoes to wear, don't look at the needlework is not tired, my eyes are sore after half a day." ”
"I said it, but my mother promised that she was good, and she was still busy every day without touching the ground."
Jiazhen pursed her lips and handed Youqing over, "You also hug your son, will you hug it?" His right hand supports his buttocks, and his left hand holds his head and neck. ”
Xu Fugui really doesn't know how to hold a child, in his previous life, when Fengxia and Youqing were one or two years old and needed someone to hold him, he was not at home.
Under the guidance of Jia Zhen, he carefully held Youqing in his arms, for fear of hurting him.
Newborn babies are so small that they can be held with two palms, as if they were completely weightless.
Squinting his eyes at the child in his arms, a feeling of blood thicker than water surged all over his body, making his eyes a little sour.
In his previous life, Youqing was too bitter, not only did he not enjoy any happiness, but he was also drained to death by an unscrupulous doctor.
Youqing, in this life, you have to grow up well and happily.
"Dad, why are your eyes red?" Feng Xia is very careful.
Xu Fugui blinked his eyes and grinned: "This fire has made Dad's eyes sour, okay, Fengxia, Dad should go back, your grandfather is still waiting outside." ”
"Daddy is out there too? Why don't you bring your dad in? What a ......."
Jiazhen looked at him reproachfully, turned around and was about to go out.
Xu Fugui hurriedly pulled her, "Dad said that he came in without a face, you don't know that he is old-fashioned, let him go, you are confined, don't go out to get cold." ”
"It's not the first time I've been confined, where is it so delicate."
Xu Fugui said something badly, so he let Jiazhen sit back.
Before leaving, Xu Fugui quietly took out a bamboo dragonfly from the space and handed it to Feng Xia, who happily took it and ran to the yard to play.
Bamboo dragonflies are all made of bamboo, with a string, pull hard, you can fly, almost a child's favorite toy, but unfortunately there are not many people who can make bamboo dragonflies.
"Jiazhen, then I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you in two days."
"Fugui, you wait."
Jiazhen called the midwife who took care of her, and asked her to pack a lot of dishes in the kitchen and let him take them all back......