Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

After dinner, Xiaobao dragged his father to visit his grandmother. Qin Xiuyuan kissed her and said, "Daddy just visited. Can we visit again tomorrow?"

"Grandma hasn't eaten yet." She wanted to bring the food over.

So Qin Xiuyuan accompanied his children to deliver the meal, and they sat for a while, looking at each other in silence.

On the way back, the fat man was dissatisfied and yelled, "Sister, Mom said that others ignored me, so I ignored her too!"

"Brother, grandma is sick~~"

"OK then!"

Children's words, if others ignore me, I will ignore her?

Qin Xiuyuan was curious, "What if someone scolds you?"

"Whose dog is barking?" the brother and sister said in unison.

The brother and sister spoke in unison and with confidence, and Qin Xiuyuan was slightly offended.

"Someone is scolding Daddy?" He pricked up his ears.

"Your father is dead, right? How do you know my father is a general?"

Qin Xiuyuan silently straightened his general's back.

"Someone is cursing at my mother?"

"You cursed your mother in public. Your mother gave birth to you in vain!"

Makes sense.

"What if you encounter some strange scolding?"

"I'm so fed up! I can't even finish the meat! I can't even finish the money!"

This golden phrase rhymes, and the little guy actually started singing it.

Every time the brother and sister answered a question, Xiaolu behind them nodded. Yes, yes, yes, the young master and young lady got all the answers right!

Qin Xiuyuan was stunned.

Not only did the woman give him short essays from time to time, but now she even composed songs for the baby!

Back in the room, Qin Xiuyuan asked people to hand over the "teaching plan". Wangshu pointed to his broad brain, where all his thoughts came from.

"Teach my daughter some good bad words." But he admitted that when his daughter cursed, her mouth pouted in a very strange and cute way.

"She learns faster than the fat guy." Wangshu pulled the person to rub his abdomen. A few days before menstruation, his stomach and chest were bloated, and sometimes he felt hot and dry, and was about to explode.

"Don't want to continue taking the medicinal bath?" The old man came to him to complain a few days ago, saying that she had a childish temper and didn't know what was good for her. She refused to take the bath anymore and was furious, with her beard fluttering.

He touched the small vest and shorts and found that they were padded with thick cotton cloth, and there was no smell of blood.

"The water is so hot and I have to scrub it so hard, it hurts so much!" He was pitch black, and spent half an hour soaking himself until he was yellow and swollen. He spent another half an hour scrubbing himself clean, and his skin was almost broken. The heat and pain of the skin being soaked in high temperature and then rubbed hard was no less uncomfortable than modern saunas and scrubbing baths. Wangshu refused, like slaughtering a pig, enough is enough.

“Do you feel refreshed after taking a bath?”

Hearing the words of the leader, Wangshu was annoyed and said, "Of course I'd feel better if the torture stopped."

Qin Xiuyuan sighed: These are really the days of the month when women are at their worst temper.

"The old doctor said that soaking it enough times can cure fatigue and physical weakness. My belly," he rubbed the soft, slightly swollen skin and emphasized, "is back to normal."

Wangshu was suspicious. Why did it sound so unbelievable? He said firmly, "Impossible." He tilted his head and said, "Ouch, you're pressing on my hair!"

The man quickly straightened up and smoothed down someone's dark hair, which had wandered a little too far. He then tucked the person into his arms and laid him down, convincingly saying, "The old doctor's treatment of scars in the camp is indeed effective. Soldiers with old injuries went to dig silt and said they were no longer afraid of the cold and rainy weather."

The woman refused to sleep on her stomach, saying, "It hurts because it's squeezed." Her breasts were swollen and painful, and she couldn't touch them, so the man had to turn over and lie down to face her, but her legs were still clamped together. He looked at her swollen breasts and rubbed them with his fingertips, feeling sorry for her, "You suffer every month." Unfortunately, there is no good medicine to cure women's diseases.

Yes, there were intermittent severe pains. There were a few times when she was really rolling around on the bed in pain. Now this feeling was very bad, so familiar and scary. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. "I will definitely be in so much pain this month, wuwu..." She cried like two strings of raindrops.

The feeling was indeed different from usual, and it was a little hard. Qin Xiuyuan used a hot towel to apply heat to the two places and comforted him softly: "It's okay, it's okay, Shushu, don't be afraid, it's okay."

What you fear will come true. She kept rubbing her belly, but it didn't feel any better. Instead, she began to feel abdominal and lower back pain. Her entire abdomen ached, as if a huge storm was gathering and brewing, and she was trapped in it, unable to express herself freely. The woman habitually knelt, holding her belly and supporting her waist to relieve the bloating and pain. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead and neck, and she gritted her teeth and gasped from time to time, "Hey!"

Qin Xiuyuan didn't dare wait and sent for the old doctor and Zhuzhu. Chun Yang had seen the man in Yongzhou before, and he was relatively calm. He instructed the somewhat bewildered man to press on a spot on his abdomen and feed him a thick brown sugar ginger soup. "Madam, your menstrual blood is blocked."

After drinking the thick and hot brown sugar ginger soup, her body felt hot and spicy. The pain in her stomach seemed to be bribed by the sugar. Wangshu pressed down the slightly warm wet handkerchief that Chunyang used to wipe her sweat and covered her face with it.

Whenever there was something "embarrassing", he would always cover his eyes, unable to hide his thoughts. Chun Yang smiled silently, not daring to make a sound. The man was used to it and said, "Bring me a robe."

The young woman was afraid of the heat, so she preferred sleeveless vests and shorts. The thinner the fabric, the cooler it felt. He leaned over to undress her, wipe her body, and change her clothes. Chun Yang, whose view was blocked by Xiao Xiao, fetched water, twisted her handkerchief, and fetched her clothes. He tactfully lowered his eyes, firmly planted his feet, and suppressed his urge to witness the loving couple in their bedroom.

"It hurts!" The lady cried with a nasal sound, not knowing where to apply force.

"Okay, Qingqing." The general was indeed a gentle man. He listened to him coaxing his wife, who was finally in the mood to speak, "Shushu, tie your hair up, okay?"

"Ah."

Chun Yang handed over a short hairpin and clothes. Qin Xiuyuan skillfully tied up her hair high, pinned it firmly, revealing her smooth neck, and changed into a small dress with a cross-collared nightgown without asking anyone for help.

"Some more hot soup?"

"Full." No drink.

Wangshu was listless, occasionally hunching over in pain. When the old doctor, whose breaths were even heavier than hers, finally arrived, he felt her pulse and said, "Tsk tsk!" twice, "Madam, you have a good way to cool down. Take all the coolness."

After the sarcastic remarks were made, the person in his arms did not blush or feel guilty at all. Qin Xiuyuan gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but because the pulse diagnosis was in progress, he endured it.

"Your Qi and blood are already weak, and you're constantly exposed to cold winds and cold things. How can your menstrual blood not stagnate?"

The old doctor wasted no time, and even teased and advised earnestly, "Xiao Shushu, your child is still young, and your husband is still handsome, but you don't have a strong foundation!"

Chun Yang was at a loss for words when he heard this. Wang Shu's pale face flushed. This was Lao Deng, the driver!

The handsome Qin Xiuyuan looked at the old doctor helplessly, "Old doctor, please prescribe some medicine. Her stomach is still bloated."

You are mentally retarded! Wangshu was indignant and was repeatedly backstabbed, and was finally given a pot of saffron tea.

The second half of the night was helpless. Wangshu felt like she was back in Yongzhou. Unlike that time with spontaneous metrorrhagia, this time it was the medicine that was removing blood stasis. Her lower abdomen, which was wrapped with a cowhide hot water bag, was in pain. She could feel that every pain was due to the internal exertion. The obvious foreign body sensation went all the way down the narrow passage, and when it was discharged, it really gave her the dilemma of "another blood clot being produced" which was both triumphant and embarrassing.