She looked at Dafu and Erlu beside her, and her heart ached.
She was reluctant to part with her younger son, but in fact it was Dafu and Erlu who she was most reluctant to part with.
The youngest son was just born, so she definitely didn't have much affection, and the child might not survive, she was more worried about Dafu and Erlu.
Only now did she understand that feelings really have to be nurtured, not born with blood.
It's like the three children are all her own, but because of the length of time they get along, the relationship is different. This may be cruel, but it is a fact.
The Qian family and Zhou Yin are like Xiao Qian and Man Bao.
Even deeper than Xiaoqian and Manbao, because Qian's mother-in-law passed away a few years after giving birth to Zhou Yin. Unlike Manbao, Qian and Xiaoqian shared her feelings for her mother.
Seeing that Mrs. Chen was in better spirits, Mrs. Qian put the child down, pressed the swaddle and said, "Rice soup is not very hungry, I will feed him some more later, if possible, I'd better go beg for milk, it will be hot when I come back." Give him a drink, and after a few more days, you can try to feed him some rice porridge."
Both Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Chen listened carefully.
Qian is not the person who gave birth to the most children, but the person who survived the most children, so they naturally listened carefully.
Man Bao immediately said: "You can also use goat's milk."
Qian looked down at her, and Man Bao also looked up at her mother with bright eyes, saying: "Mother, goat's milk is also milk, and it is also very nutritious."
That's right, she frowned and said, "Goat's milk is a bit smelly."
"You can boil it with tea leaves, just put a little bit in there," Man Bao gestured, "The little nephew will be able to breastfeed by then, and you don't have to look for it elsewhere."
At present, there are no newborns in Qili Village, so they have to go to other villages if they want to ask for milk.
Even if you find other women, you may not be able to find them, so it would be best if you could buy a sheep back.
But a sheep that happens to be milking may not be so easy to find.
Chen hesitated for a moment before nodding, and did not doubt Man Bao's words.
One is because Man Bao is a scholar, and the other is because Qian did not refute.
Seeing that they had finished talking and the child had calmed down, Mother Chen said enthusiastically, "The sweet wine is ready, let's all go out and have a bowl."
Man Bao and Bai Shanbao were also invited, and said with a smile: "You are children, let me break an egg in the liqueur and boil it for you, okay?"
This can be regarded as reciprocating, and of course not every child has it.
Bai Shanbao didn't think there was anything wrong with eggs, and Man Bao was the one who ate eggs every day, so he asked, "Will cracked eggs taste better?"
After receiving Mother Chen's nod, she agreed, and happily followed to the kitchen.
Zhou Hu was also in the kitchen. Someone from the village came to help, but he also had to go into the kitchen occasionally to take a look.
When Chen's mother saw him, she took the opportunity to propose to buy a milking goat. She also glanced at Man Bao who was waiting on the side, and said in a low voice: "I think this is a good idea. Goat's milk is also milk. Are you fed?"
When Zhou Hu heard this, he said without thinking, "Then I'll send someone to look for it. If there is one that has milk, we'll buy one."
Although a sheep is expensive, it's not that Zhou Hu can't afford it. The big deal is that he will sell it later when he needs money urgently.
It's just that a sheep that happens to be milking is not very easy to find.
Zhou Hu was a little worried, "Mother, what will you do when you don't buy sheep these days?"
Mother Chen sighed, "Let's feed the rice soup first, your Aunt Qian fed it a little bit just now."
Zhou Hu breathed a sigh of relief.
Bai Shanbao was listening and pulled Manbao's hand. Manbao heard it too and was thinking about whether to buy some milk powder for them in case of emergency. Seeing Bai Shanbao pulling her hand, she turned to look at him.
Bai Shanbao whispered in her ear, Man Bao's eyes lit up, and the two of them ran out hand in hand after eating sweet wine and boiled eggs.
Chen's mother wanted to talk to them, but there was no chance to contact them.
Bai Shanbao took Man Bao back to look at his sheep, and then led it out of the fence, happily saying, "Let's send it to him."
"You still need tea."
Bai Shanbao gave her the rope, "You wait, I'll get it."
Bai Shanbao ran away, and came back not long after, but Liu Shi and a group of servants followed him.
Mrs. Liu glanced at the sheep they were leading, and said with a smile, "Newborn babies can't drink tea."
She said: "You are so old, you still can't fall asleep after drinking tea, let alone such a little doll."
Man Bao stared wide-eyed: "Then what should we do?"
"Just boil the goat's milk, if you can't drink it, just put two drops of vinegar in it and have a look."
"Does vinegar work too?"
Seeing Man Bao's puzzled look, Mrs. Liu nodded with a smile.
Of course, there is a little bit of usefulness, not as obvious as tea leaves.
The two children had an idea, and they were content to lead the sheep and go out to cross the river.
The servants of the Bai family took it for granted and didn't stop them. They turned around and reported to the old lady.
Only then did I know that the old lady already knew it, and she even agreed to it.
Things in the village are never a secret, Liu thought, it is a good thing for a child to have a benevolent heart, and it is just a sheep, and their family can't afford it.
But for the people in the village, a sheep is too precious.
When the two children appeared in Zhou Hu's yard with the sheep, everyone was shocked.
Chen's mother's eyes were bright, and she wanted to kneel down for the two children. She didn't pay much attention to Bai Shanbao at first, but now she couldn't help but look at him. Only then did she realize that the clothes he was wearing were different from all of them. very nice.
Zhou Hu also knew that this sheep must belong to the Bai family, because the old Zhou family had no sheep.
So he also stared blankly at Bai Shanbao.
Bai Shanbao gave him the sheep's rope, waved his little hand and said, "My sheep is milking, use it before you buy the sheep."
Mother Chen thanked her again and again, and urged Zhou Hu to accept it.
Zhou Hu hesitated for a moment, then took the item, and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will send it back to you when I buy the sheep."
Bai Shanbao didn't care much about this, he wanted to see the child more, and asked curiously, "Is he still hungry now?"
When Mother Chen heard this, she immediately took the sheep aside and milked the goat, ready to try their recipe, but it was only after she squeezed the milk that she realized that there was no tea.
Man Bao said embarrassingly: "Although the tea can remove the smell, it seems that the baby can't eat it, so let's put some vinegar to see?"
Mother Chen agreed without much hesitation. In her opinion, it would be nice to have goat milk. As for the taste, she didn't think much about it at this time.
This goat gave a lot of milk. The Bai family had milked it once in the morning, but Mother Chen still squeezed out a lot.
She put it in an earthen pot and put it on the fire to cook, carefully dripping a few drops of vinegar, then covered and cooked.
Man Bao reminded, "Keep the fire low."
Mother Chen smiled at her and asked, "Little lady, does your family often boil goat's milk?"
"No, my family has never cooked it," Man Bao pointed to Bai Shanbao and said, "His family has cooked it, and the cheese is delicious."
"That's right," Bai Shanbao felt a little regretful at this moment, "We will have no cheese to eat from now on."
Chen's mother didn't dare to speak immediately, for fear that the young master of the Bai family would regret it. After all, he was still young, and children always wanted to come out as soon as they came out.
She doesn't know what cheese is, but it sounds like it's made of milk.