The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Nanny Rong is trying her best to communicate with Li Xuemei, using her hands to express her meaning, every movement seems to be measured, gentle and beautiful, she has a smile on her face all year round, and today she is more gentle and amiable.

She nimbly pulled the tip of Maomao's tail out of the newborn human cub's hands, then quietly looked at Li Xuemei, waiting for her decision.

Maomao grunted twice in dissatisfaction, circled Zaizai twice, and finally lay down carefully between Li Xuemei and Zaizai, lying down comfortably.

Staying alive...is still a day when you can't go to the kang.

It sat upright, its dog eyes staring at the sleeping cub on the kang without blinking.

In the yard, Sanbao strolled over and stood by the wall close to Li Xuemei's house, while regurgitating the fodder in his stomach, while sensing the signal shared by several bionic machines...

The donkey was the most calm towards this newborn human cub, standing still, only wagging its tail and shaking its ears at the shared information from time to time.

Li Xuemei: ...

She didn't expect the bionic machine at home to pay so much attention to her second treasure.

Or could it be called: cherished?

Not only the second treasure, but also her pregnant woman.

Enjoying the treatment of the stars and the moon, even more than when she was pregnant.

Yan Yu was able to walk away with peace of mind because Nanny Rong took good care of Li Xuemei.

That's it for a full-time confinement lady.

Now Li Xuemei's food and clothing, when Erbao breastfeeds, when Erbao urinates, including all the things prepared for Erbao, are all in charge of Mammy Rong.

Without telling anyone, she moved herself directly to Li Xuemei's room.

Since Erbao was born, none of the diapers he prepared has ever been wet... No one would believe it.

But the reality is, Nanny Rong really did it.

What she was expressing just now was an embarrassing question for Li Xuemei.

Nanny Rong thought that she didn't have enough milk, so she wanted to give Li Xuemei a rub.

She gestured: She will!

What else can Li Xuemei do? There seemed to be no other choice but to nod.

It's better to let a woman you don't know...it's better than Nanny Rong.

Nanny Rong was very satisfied with her cooperation, she went out briskly to get ready, and returned after a while.

First, put the pig's trotter soup that was boiled earlier on the kang table to dry, then wipe Li Xuemei's body with a clean cloth towel, then wash herself, adjust Li Xuemei's posture, and start kneading...

As the person being rubbed, Li Xuemei's experience was weird, not as painful as she remembered, and Nanny Rong's hand temperature was just right, as if there was an electric current rushing back and forth...

The effect is immediate!

Er Bao was still asleep and couldn't consume it, so Li Xuemei had to let Nanny Rong squeeze out the swollen part.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Li Xuemei asked: "How to deal with these?"

Nanny Rong gestured: Pour it in when steaming the steamed buns.

Li Xuemei: ...

Hao Xuan couldn't catch his breath.

"No, please don't!" Li Xuemei's voice was full of urgency: "Just wait until Erbao wakes up and drink, or...give it to her father and her sister..."

Nanny Rong shook her head in disapproval of the first suggestion.

Cubs have fresh and sufficient breast milk at room temperature, so there is no need to drink milk that has been squeezed out and let cool before reheating.

As for Li Xuemei's second proposal...

Nanny Rong seemed to think for a moment, then nodded.

Li Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better than steaming steamed buns for the whole family to eat...

...

Yan Yu and Yan Xiangheng cooperated to clean the roof.

As for the problem that the snow keeps falling and will cover it again, I don't think much about it, it's better than the roof being crushed.

She didn't expect that as soon as she entered the room, she would be given a bowl of milk by Nanny Rong.

Her mother also explained the origin of the milk in an extremely complicated tone.

Yan Yu: Just... off the scale.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, she could still eat the original rations.

"Nurse Rong, can you call my father here?" Yan Yu rolled her eyes and asked sweetly.

Nanny Rong nodded and left the house.

"I'm a mother!" Yan Yu whispered exaggeratedly: "Mother, can Nanny Rong still breastfeed? This skill is too comprehensive!"

Li Xuemei glared at her. Is this the point?

The focus is on the expressed milk.

"I don't know how Nanny Rong rubbed it, but my mother has started to get flustered again..." I don't feel embarrassed about my daughter Li Xuemei, and tell the truth.

Yan Yu spoke quickly: "Then we still have to squeeze out..."

She groaned and moved closer, and asked with a smile: "Mother, have you ever had it before? What about the squeezed one? Warm it up for me to drink?"

Li Xuemei shook her head: "I can't let you drink it, it's your father..."

Yan Yu let out a long voice.

Seriously said: "Let's leave it to dad this time, you see my dad is skinny, he just lacks nutrition and needs to be replenished."

Li Xuemei chuckled.

When Yan's second son was found, he thought something was wrong.

When he entered the room, he was stuffed with a bowl by his daughter.

"Father, drink quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Yan Lao Er just had a heavy hand, put in too much soy sauce and vinegar, and felt his mouth was dry, took a glance at it when he brought it over, and didn't care when he knew it was milk. There are sheep at home, and there is often goat milk to drink.

He drank it up as soon as he raised his neck, and even licked his mouth, smashing it for a taste.

Said: "I put less sugar, it's not sweet enough."

Yan Yu was close to him, and could smell garlic in his mouth.

She said in her heart that her father had eaten a lot of garlic.

After all, Yan Lao Er drank it, and the dusty memory was trying to wake him up.

Just when he might remember.

Er Bao on the kang let out a small hum.

This time, he focused all of Yan's second child's attention.

He tiptoed over, not daring to touch his old girl directly, instead he rubbed lightly through the blanket.

"This guy with a small nose and small eyes is really exciting!" Yan Lao Er boasted.

Yan Yu is also convinced, her father boasted that the second treasure can bring her mother, this is love!

"The name I thought of earlier, have you thought about it?" Li Xuemei asked.

The couple also discussed it when they were free. Yan Laoer took care of everything and said that he would definitely come up with a good name. Li Xuemei was quite curious.

Second Yan: ...

"Well, I think, the name of our second treasure doesn't need to be named after our eldest one. Look at the children in our family, Heng'er, Qianchu, Xiaoer...everyone is different, our second treasure, Just pick another one that sounds good." Yan Lao Er said.

Li Xuemei nodded.

It's all right, she has no objection.

"Let's think about it, Er Bao was born on the first day of the Lunar New Year, otherwise it would be called... Yan Xin... Yan Xinxin? Yan Chu... Yan Xiaochu?"

Seeing that both Li Xuemei and Yan Yu looked at him with disapproving eyes, Second Yan scratched his head: "You don't think so?"

"How about Yan Xiaoxue? You see, the snow has been too heavy these two days, so I named her Xiaoxue, maybe she will be called Xiaoxue, and this snow will be small, hahaha!"

Yan Lao Er said to himself that he was happy...

"Father! It's the same name as my mother's." Yan Yu reminded him.

They didn't care about it before, and it was common for children to have the same name as their parents, but it doesn't work now, Er Bao's name has to be avoided.

"Oh, there is such a saying, it's called... Yan Hanying, what do you think?" Yan's second son had a flash of inspiration, and he was excited: "Hanying is Xue... Let me think about it, the teacher taught it, Yu Chen, Qiongfang, Yinsha, Ruiye..." The more he muttered to himself, the more he frowned.

"Why does it feel a little wrong?"

"It's definitely not right, Dad! It's too much!" Yan Yu's voice was weak. His father has a lot of knowledge, but he really doesn't have much talent when it comes to naming names.

"Too dull." Li Xuemei hit the nail on the head.

"That's right." Yan Yu agreed.

Yan's second son directly put it badly: "Well, let the elder brother help you think about it." He didn't bother.

Li Xuemei looked at Erbao, who was sleeping peacefully and sweetly, and said softly, "Then please give me a name."

...

Yan Huaiwen heard his younger brother's intentions, pondered for a while, neither agreed nor refused, but asked him if he had a favorite word?

Yan Lao Er suddenly said all the names he had thought of.

Yan Huaiwen: ...

His face was indescribable.

"The wind and snow have not stopped, and it's very cold this winter... How about taking a warm word, like adding a brush to a word, knowing how to know how to know how to know how to know how to be warm?" Yan Huaiwen asked warmly.

Yan's second son was so impressed!

"Zhi Nuan...Zhi Nuan! It sounds nice, haha, Er Bao will be called Yan Zhi Nuan from now on!" As expected of his elder brother, he can think of such a nice name just by thinking about it.

"Second Treasure...Have you decided on a nickname?" Yan Huaiwen asked.

Yan Laoer: "Yes, Dabao and Erbao, from this theory..."

Yan Huaiwen shook his head lightly, and said: "Something is wrong, Ruyu walks outside under the name of Xiaoer, and calling Erbao after knowing Nuan's nickname, it is easy to confuse."

"Don't bother me with one thing, then elder brother, you can help me find a nickname!" Yan Lao Er said.

He and Li Xuemei have no obsession with these things. Besides, if you really think about it carefully, the child's name should be named after Old Yan. In the final analysis, the core of their husband and wife is wrong, and they are not her real parents...

"Winter is gone and spring is coming again, the snow melts and the flowers are fragrant... Since it occupies the first day of the new year's birthday, it should be called Chun Ya." Yan Huaiwen said.

"At the beginning of the new year, everything revives, spring is here, and small buds emerge from the ground..." Yan Laoer can also complete a few sentences, and said happily: "This nickname is good, and the meaning is good! The small buds come out first , grow up slowly... oh, that's great!"

...

Yan Laoer came back happily and told his wife and daughter.

"Brother is very knowledgeable. His first name is nice, Zhinuan, Yan Zhinuan, and his nickname is also given by the way. It's nice and easy to remember..."

Yan Yu asked curiously: "You still have a nickname? Uncle doesn't like to be called Erbao?"

"It's said that it's easy to mess with you, but now everyone outside the house calls you Xiaoer. When your sister is older, she will be confused even if she doesn't mention outsiders." Yan Laoer said.

"I'll call her Chunya, Xiaochunya, hahaha!" Yan Laoer couldn't help touching the child's exposed little hand, slapping her little by little, each finger was like the little bud in early spring, tender and raw .

"Uncle is so eccentric, my eldest sister and I will be the eldest, and when we get to my younger sister, we will be called Chunya!" Yan Yu puffed his face.

Hmph, this baby is not happy.

"I really don't blame your uncle for this matter." Li Xuemei said something fair: "In our village, everyone shouts, or the eldest sister and second sister shout like that."

"You too, how old are you still arguing for this? How about Daddy give you one? Your younger sister is a small bud, and you are older. It's time to bloom. Let's call it Chunhua!" Yan's second child really thought about it .

Since it's a nickname, it shouldn't be too refined. As the old saying goes, a humble name is easy to support.

spring flowers!

Yan Yu: ...

"No, no, no!" Yan Yu refused repeatedly: "I'm already grown up, what nickname should I have? Grandma said it all. From now on, everyone in the family will call me and my sister's names. No, you can't call me by my names. Then call me Luzhi. Well, I still listen to my uncle, and call me Xiao Er at home and abroad."

"You're really right, your uncle is biased." Li Xuemei nodded her forehead: "Careful to you, the little girl."

Yan Yu chuckled.

"Father, master and uncle are going back to Huju now?"

"Well, your master is worried, your uncle is also worried about that frowning, a deep Sichuan character." Yan Laoer sighed: "Don't talk about them, I don't care about them, I want to go back to the village to see One glance."

Yan Laoer is not so high-minded, he is more worried about the people in Xiao'an Village than the whole Huju.

Yan Yu looked around the room.

Her mother's house was completely occupied.

The goshawk was released by her, and let it find a place to stay by itself, whether it is in the forest or on the mountain, it can fly a few laps over Yongning City if there is nothing to do, but don't come down without her call.

The sudden appearance of an extra eagle is too strange, and we have to find a suitable opportunity.

Seeing that Li Xuemei is in good condition, there is nothing to worry about with Nanny Rong and Mrs. Tian.

He said: "Father, let me take a walk with you. Our house should be able to withstand it, but other houses...the ones with mud-built houses are not so sure."

What Yan Yu said was conservative.

In fact, I knew in my heart that with such a heavy snowfall, those houses in the village's earthen houses would probably be damaged a lot.

...

Master Tian and Yan Huaiwen separated from Yan Laoer and Yan Yu near Dashiqiao.

Yan's father and daughter took a shortcut and walked along the river.

There is no need to worry about whether it is frozen or not. What needs to be worried is that the snow... seems to be getting bigger again!

"... Don't rummage through things, people, see if there is any one that is crushed. Tell me about you, the new year is not enough for you to make a fuss, I think you have two copper coins in your pocket, and they are burned for you. , drink as much as you drink, and get down on your own! How much is this?!"

Village head Luo is leaning on a stick, wearing a sheepskin jacket and wolf leather pants, and he walks in a mix of two colors. He didn't cover his face completely. The stars sprayed out, and were directly frozen into small pieces of ice that were swept away by the wind.

The hard-working men were so cowardly that they didn't even dare to answer a word. The wind and snow turned and slapped them on the face, and they didn't know if there was any village head's spitting in it.

"Okay, what's the use of talking about it now, it's serious to have a little bit of talent, it's a mess, I don't know which one is here and which one isn't!" Old man Song said anxiously from the side: "Hurry up and take a look, there are still others Who's not here."

"Boss! Second! Third!" Village Chief Luo turned around and yelled, "Take my master and walk around from house to house..." He paused, and then said, "Follow your father and uncle , Some were crushed, serious ones, and the door panels were quickly removed and carried to Cui's house.

Still the same sentence, don't be busy with things, things can still run away! Let it go first so I can't lose it... People! people! Find someone for me! " Village Chief Luo slapped his thigh and shouted.

Modified~

Zhai Zhai took away the name given by a book friend of Baoma, and changed it a little, hehe, it's easy~(`)

Everyone, take a look at the previous chapter of Zhai Zhaifa. I will remind you every day. After the time has passed, you can only wait for the next time, everyone~

Because I made it in my head, I didn't think about it so much, and I hope everyone can understand if there are incomprehensions ()