The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

"Mom, you stay in the house and look after the kids. I'll peek through the crack in the door to see what's going on. I won't act rashly."

After Wen Qingcheng finished speaking, she came to the yard, holding the flickering flame on the candlestick in her hand. In the dim moonlight, Wen Qingcheng saw the house where Chuyi lived, and there was a tall figure standing on the roof.

Wen Qingcheng looked at him warily and was about to speak, but before she could utter a word, a figure jumped down like lightning, landed silently, and a pair of big hands covered Wen Qingcheng's mouth.

Wen Qingcheng held the candlestick in her hand and quietly put it under the man's armpit. If she couldn't burn him to death, she could stab him to death! Unexpectedly, the man saw through her and grabbed her hand with one hand.

She gathered qi in her body and after several months of practicing qigong, her strength had almost recovered to the level of her previous life. She struggled hard to break free, but found that the hand was like an iron clamp.

Wen Qingcheng stepped hard on the man's foot, but a familiar voice came from behind: "Si...you want to murder me!"

Wen Qingcheng turned her head hard and saw that it was Chuyi. She was so angry that she wanted to scratch him to death. She was shocked.

"Don't talk." His tone was filled with an unquestionable majesty. Chuyi still held her from behind, his warm breath spraying on her ear, and she suddenly felt her heartbeat speed up.

Chuyi felt Wen Qingcheng in his arms calm down, and loosened his hand covering her mouth. Wen Qingcheng gasped for breath, looking at Chuyi with a questioning look in her eyes.

"Aren't you stupid?"

Chuyi stared at Wen Qingcheng blankly with clear eyes. "Madam, there is a sister outside..."

Seeing that he was still like this, Wen Qingcheng was not sure for a moment whether he was really stupid. If he was pretending, his eyes could not deceive people. Maybe he was really like Ye Xiuying said, and might be born a fool.

It turned out that Chuyi also heard the noise, so he came out to check. He jumped onto the roof and saw a young woman standing outside the door.

Wen Qingcheng quietly walked to the gate, saw a person with a thick headscarf on his head through the crack of the door, and suddenly opened the gate. The woman outside just turned around to leave and was startled.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my house so late at night!" Wen Qingcheng asked coldly.

The woman turned around, and Wen Qingcheng could only see her eyes and couldn't tell who she was. The woman suddenly knelt down in front of Wen Qingcheng.

Wen Qingcheng was startled by her sudden action, "Who are you and what do you do?"

Chuyi stood behind Wen Qingcheng, squinting her eyes to identify who that person was. The woman raised her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Madam Wen, I am Xing'er. You just delivered my baby today."

Wen Qingcheng was very surprised, "Xing'er? You just gave birth, why are you running out when it's freezing cold and snowing outside?"

"I'm here to see the child."

Wen Qingcheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and Xing'er quickly explained: "I just came to see, the child also needs to be fed at night, I am not here to take the child, nor to pester, I will leave after feeding."

Xing'er clasped her hands together and looked at Wen Qingcheng with a pleading look. Wen Qingcheng saw that she was wearing thin clothes and it was not good for her to stand in the wind for a long time, so she asked her to go into the house to talk.

When Ye Xiuying saw Wen Qingcheng bringing in a woman, she felt relieved. After entering the house, Xing'er took off her headscarf. When Ye Xiuying saw that it was Xing'er, she said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Ye Xiuying looked at her with some resentment. She knew that as a mother, she would definitely not be willing to give up her child, but Ye Xiuying also loved the child very much and was afraid that she would regret it again.

"Sister Ye, I'm here to feed the baby. Everyone at home is asleep, so I sneaked out. Don't worry. I'll leave right after feeding the baby."

Ye Xiuying also knew that babies need to be fed at night. She thought that Yuxue was asleep at the moment, and Xing'er would be so cold if she went in, so she would not bring the cold to the baby.

"Oh, sure, Sister Xing'er, you can warm yourself up by the fire first, and then you can hold the baby and feed him when you are warm."

After Ye Xiuying finished speaking, she asked Chuyi to bring out the brazier from Wen Qingcheng's room for her to warm herself up. Xing'er sat on a small wooden stool and warmed herself up by the fire. In the light of the fire, Wen Qingcheng noticed that Xing'er's eyes were red and her eyelids were a little swollen, obviously because she had been crying.

Ye Xiuying also discovered this. She could understand the pain of separation from one's own flesh and blood, but sympathy was sympathy. Xing'er did not give birth to a boy, and she was weak in character. She had never had any status in the Tian family. It was not certain whether the child would survive if he returned.

"Big sister, the bowl of breast milk you gave me this afternoon is still a little bit left. It's so cold and you just gave birth, so you don't have to make a special trip here. You can ask Xue'er's sister to go to your house to get it tomorrow."

Xing'er was stunned, "Xue'er?"

Wen Qingcheng explained: "It's the little girl you gave birth to. We named her Wen Yuxue."

Xing'er repeated the name silently over and over again. Her daughter actually had such a beautiful name. Her first three daughters had never been given names. They were called Tian Daya, Tian Erya since childhood... She didn't expect that the youngest one was so lucky to meet the Wen family, who treated her so well.

Xing'er's eyes were red, and Wen Yuxue's faint sobbing could be heard from the room. Ye Xiuying stood up from the stool, and Xing'er also stood up, rubbed her hands, and made sure that they were no longer cold, and asked carefully: "Sister Ye, can I come in now?"

Ye Xiuying finally reacted and said, "Okay, come in."

Xing'er took off her coat and went into the room. It was warm inside. Her little daughter, wearing a big red satin bellyband, woke up on the kang, and her small quilt was kicked away by her.

Ye Xiuying said softly: "This child is very strong, he keeps kicking the quilt."

Xing'er gently held Wen Yuxue in her arms, undressed her, and put Wen Yuxue's mouth to her chest.

Wen Yuxue's nature led her to quickly find her position and began to suck milk with big mouthfuls. Her little hands grasped Xing'er's collar. Xing'er felt the little life in her arms, who was so dependent on her, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at Wen Yuxue.

Gradually, Wen Yuxue relaxed, smacked her lips, closed her eyes again, and soon fell asleep. Xing'er gently put her on the kang, wrapped her in a quilt, and patted her with her hands, her eyes full of reluctance.

Wen Qingcheng waved her hand, signaling her to come out. Xing'er immediately withdrew her hand and quietly stepped out.

"It's very late, I won't disturb your family's rest. Can I come again tomorrow to feed my...your daughter?" Xing'er looked at Wen Qingcheng expectantly.

Wen Qingcheng smiled and said, "She's not my daughter, she's my sister."

Xing Er smiled awkwardly, and Ye Xiuying continued, "It would be great if you could come."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely come. I will come early tomorrow morning."

Xing'er was overjoyed to get a positive answer, and agreed happily. When she turned around and left, her steps became particularly light and cheerful.