Bamao and Jiumao ran in front, like two Erha who were happy, energetic. Also in recent months, the food of the Song family has improved, and the children can eat more than half full, and their spirits are much better than those of other families in the village.

After entering the house, Mrs. Wu burned the kang. The weather in the north, after entering October, is getting colder and colder day by day, and Mrs. Wu is worried that her granddaughter will be cold, so she puts the kang up early.

Mrs. Wu took off her dusty cloak and coat for her granddaughter, and when she saw that she had gauze wrapped around her hands, she said worriedly, "Why are you still injured?" Eight Mao, Jiu Mao, take care of your sister, I'll go find Fuya to dry milk! ”

Song Ziran, who was only wearing a light jacket, felt like a little crab with a heavy shell, and her whole body was relaxed. She happily rolled around on the kang.

Bamao and Jiumao were on the edge of the kang like a great enemy, looking at the tumbling Fuya worried: "Sister, don't roll, be careful of falling to the ground...... Sister, go inside, don't fall...... Sister, you're disobedient, I'm going to tell my grandmother...... Sister, you're too skinny, be careful that your hit your ass......"

Song Ziran deliberately teased them, and deliberately tried repeatedly along the edge of the kang. She rolled to the edge of the kang, and the two little beans ran to this side, and the four little hands followed the edge of the kang. She changed direction again and rolled to the kang, and the two little ones ran up to pick her up again.

When Mrs. Wu led Jiang Zhixue, who had a big belly, over, the three little ones rolled dizzy, and the two of them ran sweating profusely. Jiumao cried with a sad face: "Milk, my sister is too difficult to bring!" ”

Fuya, who rolled to the innermost part of the kang, saw the godmother happily rolling over to greet her, but she was stuck by a quilt halfway, and she couldn't overcome this mountain after working hard for a long time, and her little face wrinkled with a dead face.

Jiang Zhixue, who was originally worried, saw her goddaughter competing with the quilt as soon as she entered the door. A little milk baby, the little face is red because of the effort, the little short legs have been put on the quilt, but the body is stuck, and the hum can't turn over.

Jiang Zhixue laughed out loud. Fu Ya's face turned even redder, and she pulled the corner of the quilt with a helpless face, and buried her little head in it - she didn't have a face to see anyone!

Jiang Zhixue hurriedly sat on the kang, dug out the little milk bag, hugged it in her arms and comforted: "It's too dark in the house, my godmother didn't see anything." Let the godmother see, where is the injury? ”

Like a little ostrich, Fu Ya plunged her head into her godmother's arms, not forgetting to avoid her belly carefully.

Mrs. Wu took her granddaughter's little hand that was wrapped into a zongzi and said, "Her godmother, how are you looking at Fuya's hand?" ”

Jiang Zhixue comforted the little milk baby while lightly untying the gauze. Seeing the shallow wound that was covered with a thick layer of high-grade gold creation medicine, I really couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Hey, this person who bandaged Fuya is really wonderful." I don't know, I thought it hurt so badly! ”

"What's going on?" Mrs. Wu looked at the wounds one after another, and she was very distressed.

"It's worn out a little bit of floating skin, and you don't need to take medicine at all!" Jiang Zhixue threw away the gauze and gently shook off the powder of Jinchuang Medicine - tsk, a jar of dozens of taels of silver for Jinchuang Medicine, smeared as if he didn't want money, it was really rich!

If she is not mistaken, this kind of golden medicine is only available in Jishitang in the capital, and the person who saved Fuya...... It's not a small one!

Song Ziran patted the remaining powder on her hand, but she didn't use the strength well, she pulled the wound and wrinkled her little face.

Jiang Zhixue nodded her little head: "Yes!" Look you're not honest, run around! ”

Today, her man drove the ox cart and sent Jiang to the county to see a doctor. Hearing the news that Fuya was missing, Jiang Zhixue was so anxious to follow the mountain to find the child, but was persuaded by the Song family. She is more than five months pregnant, and she has a serious reaction in the first trimester, which is just a little better, if there is a bump, the Song family can't afford it!

Jiang Zhixue stayed at home, but his heart flew to the mountains, and the whole person was restless, until the news came from the Song family - Fuya was found, and he was relieved. didn't allow her to put her mind at ease, Wu Pozi said that Fuya was injured again, and asked her to take a look. Jiang Zhixue's heart rose again......

It's okay, it's okay! Only a little bit of floating skin! Her heart today is like sitting on Sun Wukong's somersault cloud, up and down. Jiang Zhixue stretched out her finger and tapped the culprit's small brain - I thought it was a well-behaved person, but who knew that this little guy would die if he didn't make a sound!

Song Ziran grabbed the fingers on the door of her head, licked her face and smiled at her godmother, and complained in her mouth: It's all because of the snot baby, grabbing the small mat with her, and touching her new cotton clothes and shoes!

Although the two adults couldn't understand what she was talking about, they could hear her anger and grievances from her small expression and tone. Let's just say, Fuya is so well-behaved, how can she run around? Someone must have provoked her! The adults are busy grabbing the harvest, who else can there be? Naturally, it's the dog baby who soiled his own mat!

Jiang Zhixue listened to Mrs. Wu's speculation, nodded and said, "Eight or nine is not far from ten." Our family loves a clean little person, and the child in the Sun family is so dirty that even dogs hate it. Fu Ya is probably hiding from him! Don't look at us Fuya, smart! ”

Mrs. Wu looked at the Fu Ya in her arms with a smile, and the little girl was quietly listening to their conversation. How old a person is, as if he can understand, his expression is smart and cute.

Looking at the sky, Mrs. Wu got up and said: "Your family is just you and the child today, you are heavy, don't cook at noon, just eat at our house!" I'll go cut some leeks in the backyard, let's eat the leek box! ”

Bamao blinked his eyes and asked, "Milk, didn't you catch two sheep today?" Eat lamb stew with potatoes at noon, right? Fu Ya wants to eat it too, right? ”

Only then did Mrs. Wu think of the two sheep she brought back, glared at her grandson, and said, "What to eat!" You're hungry for yourself, and you push it on your sister! One of them is a dairy goat, which is kept for your sister! Day by day, I just want to eat! Why don't you die of hunger! ”

In addition to Fuya, she can get a good face at home. Others? She scolded without mercy!

"Dairy sheep? I'll check it out! The two families are close, and Jiang Zhixue of course knows that her goddaughter is very anxious because she is getting thinner because of weaning. No, today Jiang and her man went to the county, and she repeatedly told her that if she met a dairy sheep, she must buy one back.

Children of large families will eat the milk of nursing mothers until they are two or three years old! Nursing children, not to mention their strong bodies, are not easy to get sick. Under the current conditions, there is no human milk, and goat's milk is also extremely nourishing for the body.

When the two came to the backyard, Mrs. Wu looked at it and almost had the heart to kill the sheep. The ewe broke free from the rope at some point, and was taking the newborn lamb to nibble on the vegetables in her backyard!