Chongxi little husband

Dialect has been tossing from evening to midnight in this life, and it has not yet been born.

The workshop is brightly lit, and the courtyard where Zhang Jifangyan temporarily lives is surrounded by burning torches. I don’t know how many oil lamps have been replaced in the main room and the room. Almost all members of the Zhang family have come, and they all stay in the courtyard. He didn't pay attention to the coldness of the autumn night, and he didn't pay attention to the wet hair of frost flowers.

It wasn't until almost midnight that the first cry of a child came from inside, which was quite loud.This cry can be regarded as relaxing the nerves of the people in and out of the yard who had been tense all night.

Zhang Ruixiang patted the shoulder of the person next to him in surprise, and said happily: "I gave birth!"

Zhang Ruizhong rubbed his aching shoulder and glanced at his younger brother, but unfortunately the other party turned to his father after patting him, and he was happily talking to his father, seeing this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Father, you are now a grandpa, hahaha!"

The old man Zhang couldn't help but opened his mouth with a smile. He didn't mind his younger son's age. He nodded frequently, "Yes, I have a great-grandson."

"Grandson? Maybe it's brother." Mistress Zhang Liu stood in the corner, looking at the overjoyed Zhang family father and son, muttering softly. Zhang Chunyan, who was standing with her arm in his arms, was fixed on the lights. In a brightly lit room, with deep eyes, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Mrs. Zhang Liu couldn't help but glance at Zhang Chunyan's stomach next to her, and couldn't help but feel colic in her heart. Didn't she also conceive their grandson here at the beginning, but now...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at my daughter-in-law with a trace of complaint. If she had told them when she came back, would it still be like this?But this year was soon replaced by another woman, and thinking of that woman, Zhang Liu couldn't help but contort, and began to curse again.

If it weren't for that bitch who deserved to be killed by thousands of knives, the family would be uneasy!

I began to think of some way to torture the woman again.Zhang Chunyan was aware of a series of thoughts of the mother-in-law beside her, but she didn't care, she just glanced at it lightly, and then continued to look there in a daze.

When a soft cry came from inside, she felt a sense of loss in her heart.

What are you missing?Even she doesn't quite know.Is it because the man succeeded in giving birth to a child?Not like her?

The door over there finally opened, and my aunt Zhang Xiulian came out with a smile all over her face. She was obviously still holding the child in her arms, but the distance was a bit far, and people standing in front rushed forward, blocking her view, so she couldn't see clearly. , involuntarily followed and took two steps forward, but stopped again, looking at the swaddling baby in the aunt's arms, inexplicably felt that it was extremely dazzling, and it made her eyes hurt.

So she stopped and didn't go forward, but she didn't notice that she was staggered by her mother-in-law, and she let go subconsciously. Zhang Liushi noticed it and looked back at her. She retracted what she wanted to ask after seeing her expression, and patted her pitifully. The back of his hand said: "Then I will go and have a look myself, you wait for mother for a while, mother will come back in a while, let's take a look and go back."

Zhang Chunyan nodded slightly noncommittally, and then watched Zhang Liushi pass by. Between the people, she saw that the grandma over there also came out, holding a swaddling baby in her hand, both of which were made of red cloth, reflecting the smiling faces of the two of them, making a scene of prosperity .

Her eyes hurt, she hurriedly turned her head away, but saw Zhang Qi standing against the wall in the shadow of the corner of the door, the other party was also looking at the direction of the house, but the light was a bit dim, Zhang Chunyan couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly, the corners of her mouth couldn't help Throwing a mocking angle.

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In the early morning three days later, before dawn, the workshop was already bustling with activity.

But it was relative to the front yard, and the room where Fang Yan lived was still quiet.

Zhang Ji opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the dialect inside, unexpectedly meeting a pair of smiling black eyes.

"Why did you get up?" Zhang Ji turned over and sat up, but he was very careful not to move too much or touch the dialect, and then he checked his son who was sleeping inside.

I saw that the little guy still had his eyes closed, his two small hands were clenched into fists and raised on both sides of his face, and he was sleeping soundly with his mouth slightly open—that was their youngest son.

My heart couldn't help but softened into a puddle of water, grinning silly, feeling like I couldn't get enough of it.

When I remembered that there was another one, I hurriedly went to look at the dialect—this kid was lying in his father's arms, his limbs were still squirming slightly, his little mouth was twitching, and he was about to start making magic sounds.

Zhang Ji lightly poked the little face of the eldest son, and softly accused, "Why are you so disobedient, and you still make such troubles to your father when you come out!"

Fang Yan laughed, and pulled away his bad fingers, "Be careful that he will cry for you later, you can hug yourself."

In a word, Zhang Ji immediately withdrew his hand, and sat upright in a very honest manner. The dialect couldn't help being angry and funny, and couldn't help choking him: "Why? Didn't you say you want a brother before? You said that brother is the cutest ?"

Zhang Ji put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, his eyes drifted to the side, "Now our brother is still very cute." At the end he couldn't hold back and said awkwardly: "What I said is true, but you also saw it , as soon as I hug him, he cries, and I can't help it."

Dialect was funny, he gently stroked the red spot on the middle of the elder son's left wrist, and said, "Maybe he remembered what you said to wait for them to come out for spanking?"

Zhang Ji looked shocked, and then begged the elder son for mercy with a bitter face: "Baby son, that's all dad's nonsense, so don't worry about it with dad, okay?" At the end, he tentatively reached out to shake the elder son's little hand.

As a result, the little brother frowned faintly, twisted his short neck, kicked his hands and feet, and tilted his mouth -- Zhang Ji was so frightened that he withdrew his hand suddenly as if he had been electrocuted.

Two seconds later, the little eyebrows were no longer wrinkled, the little mouth was no longer curled up, and the hands and feet gradually became quiet.

Zhang Ji: "..."

"puff!"

Fang Yan couldn't help laughing anymore, so he quickly blocked it with the back of his hand, so as not to wake up his sons with his laughter, but the vibration of his chest still made the eldest son move unhappily, his little eyebrows moved slightly closer to the middle, and his head moved I moved, but I didn't wake up, and I didn't have a seizure.

Zhang Ji was still so nervous that his back broke out in fine sweat. He was really afraid of his eldest son. As a brother, although he was not as big as his younger brother who was a kid, but his strength, voice, and temper, he was still alive. Bigger than my brother.

Is it because of being the boss?If you are not as tall as you are, do you have to make up for it in other areas?

Thinking of his brother's small stature but toughness in the future, Zhang Ji felt complicated for a while.

Dialect glanced at him, it was really hard to hold back a smile, patted his hand lightly, Zhang Ji looked over in doubt.

Fang Yan didn't speak either, just swayed his arms with his hands. Zhang Ji understood what he was going to do, and immediately opened and closed his arms nervously to make a hug posture.

Fang Yan patted his arm and said softly: "Relax. He's uncomfortable if you do this, of course he will make trouble with you."

But that's how he hugged his little son!Zhang Ji was aggrieved, but still tried to relax his body according to the words, and looked at the dialect eagerly.

Fang Yan patted the elder son's small back lightly, and then slowly put it in Zhang Ji's arms. Zhang Ji was momentarily stiff—he was nervous, but he quickly relaxed again under Fang Yan's staring eyes. Putting it completely into his arms, feeling his soft little body, Zhang Ji was so excited that he almost forgot to breathe.

'Hold me for a while, I'll make it easier for you. Dialect made mouth shapes at him and said silently.

Zhang Ji stiffened his neck and nodded, but didn't dare to move his shoulders.

Fang Yan smiled at him, squeezed his arm lightly, gave him an appreciative look, and then walked past the father and son and got off the bed.

Due to the request of grandma and auntie, the dialect is still in confinement and is not allowed to go out of the room, so for his convenience, there is a Gong bucket in the corner, and someone will come to take it out soon Clean, so the smell is not very big, the dialect is barely acceptable.

After he relieved himself, he listened carefully to the outside by the way, went back to bed and said in a low voice: "The grandmas are probably already here."

"En." Zhang Ji also didn't dare to speak loudly, let alone move. This was the longest and the quietest time the eldest son stayed in his arms in the past three days. His heart was about to blossom.

Fang Yan glanced at the eldest son who was still sleeping soundly, and then at Zhang Ji who was grinning fast with the ears behind his ears. He wanted to laugh again, and shook his head secretly, "You can take him out later."

Zhang Ji has no reason not to agree, he can't wait for it.

But after enjoying himself for a while, he said awkwardly again: "I went out too, are you alone?"

"It's okay, I'm not a child, I'll sleep well later, don't worry about me."

Zhang Ji was still frowning, obviously worried, so Fang Yan had to persuade him after seeing him, "It will be the third washing day of my sons, and I am still in confinement. Grandma and the others will definitely not allow me to go out. If you don't Go out, what will others say?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ji had no choice but to agree, anyway, he just took him out to wash his body, and then showed it to others, and he would come back right away without delay.

"Don't delay too long, the weather outside has already started to get cold, be careful that your son catches a cold."

"I know." Zhang Ji frowned, feeling that it was a bit troublesome to do this, but the village had a long-standing custom, and it was also a matter of praying for the sons, so he couldn't say anything.

This time, people from the Zhang family still came, and some people who had good friends with Zhang Ji's family also came, so the small courtyard was also lively.

But for the sake of the children, it was not in the courtyard, but in the main room. Uncle Fu even had someone burn a brazier in the corner and close the door, so the main room wasn't too cold.

But just to be on the safe side, when washing his body, Zhang Luoshi was also very fast, almost just a little bit of water, and the cloth towel was not completely wet, just wipe it off once or twice.The others didn't say anything when they saw it, mainly because they were afraid that the child would catch a cold, and the blessing turned into a disaster instead.

The process was not too complicated, and the simplest ones were chosen. The children were still too young, and the people who came just glanced at them, said some blessings, and carried them back to the house.

Zhang Chunyan wanted to give her a hug, but she didn't even have to touch the baby, and she didn't see the child's face clearly, "..."

"Really, I won't be missing a piece of meat, what's the matter?" Zhang Liushi next to him was also a little dissatisfied, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, but fortunately he didn't show his face on the spot, otherwise there would be so many people there, and it would be unavoidable to go back. Argued with Zhang Ruizhong.

Now it is common for their family to quarrel for three days and five days, but in front of other people, they still have a smile, I am Mrs. Xiucai.Zhang Chunyan didn't say anything, and silently followed everyone out the door. When the cold wind blew, she realized that winter had arrived.

I don't know if this winter is very cold?Hearing the child's spirited cries from the next room, I couldn't help showing a trace of envy in my eyes.

It's always more fun to have children at home, but it's a pity...she didn't have a chance with children again.