"Daughter-in-law, what do you think I brought back?" Chen Yougong studied for two years when he was a child, but before his brain work, he was also a carpenter who could make some furniture, but now he is not interested, so he can simply earn an egg for the children at home without a ticket.
Yao Shangqing heard that her man came back and quickly came out from the inside. Chen Yougong had been gone for so long, and she was a little worried.
"What?"
Chen Yougong held the child in her arms and covered her face with a small cloth. As soon as she opened it, she giggled at Yao Shangqing. "Look at me picking it up by the roadside."
Yao Shangqing stare big eyes covering her mouth after seeing a "you you this is not a joke? Whose family? "
Chen Shaoyuan has always been behind his father’s ass. He is not tall and can’t see clearly what his father is holding. The kerosene lamp in the room is not very bright. "Dad, let me see what this is?"
Chen Yougong dislikes his son. "Why are you howling? Go to bed and sleep quickly. Your two younger brothers are asleep. Are you still full after hanging around late?"
Didn’t Chen Shaoyuan call himself out to open the door? If you don’t watch it, you won’t watch it. Isn’t that amazing? Thinking of humming, I went back to the back room bed by myself. All three of their brothers were lying in the same bed.
Chen Yougong left his son in a few words.
Yao Shangqing took the child over slowly, looking like she was just born. This quilt is also tattered, and the cotton covers inside are hard. She has had three children who can’t hide their suffering.
"You hurry up and take out the small quilt in our big cupboard for a change. Why did you throw the child on the side of the road when it was so cold outside?"
Chen Yougong quickly went to open the cupboard and took out several small quilts. "Which one?"
Yao Shangqing pointed out that the old cloth on the left is not hard enough for children.
Chen Yougong hurriedly took the little quilt.
Yao Shangqing slowly changed the quilt for the child.
"It’s still a girl, I say. It’s just not the same as when smelly little was just born. Look at how white and tender this skin is."
When Yao Shangqing looked at the child in her arms and found that she seemed to smile at herself, and her heart softened instantly, and then she looked at her man.
"The child is estimated to be someone who doesn’t want me to raise it." Yao Shangqing has some expectations.
Chen Yougong looked at his daughter-in-law and wanted to raise it just like his own mind. If it weren’t for the family, "That’s what I thought. We’re just three young people. Your body is also hurt. I just want a girl. How sweet it is. Then it’s our little cotton-padded jacket."
There are many reasons why Yao Shangqing saw Chen Yougong at first. Her parents in Kyoto were both professors and received the best education. If this didn’t happen, her generation wouldn’t be able to deal with Chen Yougong. Although Chen Yougong doesn’t have much culture, he is not pedantic and flexible, and he is also filial to himself. If we say that when we married him, we wanted to find a family to take care of our parents, then after we got married, she gradually realized how good he was, but she didn’t have a bitter heart. She hoped to live a generation in peace.
"But how can I tell my mother?"
It’s hard for Chen Yougong. It’s because his mother lost her father when she was a child. It’s because his mother’s boss brought up their elder brother three, but because of her sensitive daughter-in-law’s identity, his mother never liked it.
"It’s okay. I’ll take care of it. I’ll tell my mother."
Yao Shangqing clenched Chen Yougong’s hand. "Thank you."
Chen Yougong’s dark face is a little red, although I can’t see that "I’m sorry that I didn’t work hard."
Yao Shangqing shook his head.
"Then you give the child a name. This child is named by our family, and no one can take it away." Chen Yougong looked at the little girl in her arms.
The names of her three sons are all the little girls in her arms. This is the first time that she has given a girl a name and looked at her round little face. "Yuan Zhi Li Lan is a metaphor for a noble person. Just call it Yuan Yuan, Chen Yuanyuan."
Chen Yougong doesn’t know what he means. He is listening to it. "Ok, just call Yuanyuan Yo Dad Little Girl."
Yao Shangqing also looked at the little girl in her arms with a shallow smile, and the child suddenly began to cry without crying.
"Hungry is probably hungry. Take out the malt extract from the locker and make some for her."
Chen Yougong is what Yao Shangqing says.
Chen Jia has a thermos in Chen’s room. It’s easy for them not to touch a teapot. If it’s slightly damaged, they will be distressed to death.
Yao Shangqing slowly coaxed her child in her arms. Fortunately, the child was small and the girl cried, so she didn’t have the strength to stay at home in Yemen, otherwise she would have to let the sister-in-law hear her.
Chen Yougong can’t feel bad when he sees the child crying.
"Wait for me, I’ll find Niang to get the kettle."
Chen Yougong said, put on a coat and went out. At this time, it was just winter, and there was nothing to be cold in every house.
"Empress, are you asleep?" Chen Yougong knocked at the door of the main room carefully and listened to what was going on inside.
The old couple of the Chen family in the East Room are already lying down.
Zhao Qinhua sat up and put her head against the window when she heard the sound, and listened carefully to the outside sound.