Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 339 Nickname An An

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Babies are basically like this when they are born. You were also like this when you were a child... um."

Zhang Yanzi, who came in from outside carrying chicken soup, suddenly stopped talking in the middle of her words.

It seemed that this was not the case when her daughter was born.

She is so small, but her skin is not wrinkled at all.

She is so beautiful, and her whole body is white and tender.

"What's your nephew's name? Sister-in-law, brother, have you given him a name?"

Jiang Fubao ignored his mother, so she asked again.

"Of course it is the grandparents who have to come up with the name, but I gave him a nickname, An An. From now on, Fubao can just call him An An." Qian Xile replied with a smile.

She grew up in great hardship.

Naturally, I hope my son can live a peaceful life.

"Okay, Ann, I have a nephew~"

Jiang Fubao quickly put his nephew's appearance out of his mind.

Don't even say it.

My nephew was so well behaved that he didn’t even cry. The more I looked at him, the cuter he became.

She seemed to have suddenly had an aunt filter.

If it were modern times, she would definitely take hundreds of photos and post them on her WeChat Moments to show off.

"Okay, stop bothering An An. Fu Bao, go back to the house. It's getting late. Mom will wash your face and feet for you in a while. Go out now. Xi Le, the old hen soup is ready. Drink it while it's hot. I guess you used up all your strength when you gave birth.

Now that you are full, have a good sleep and you won’t wake up hungry at night. By the way, I was afraid that you would eat too much at night and feel full, so I only bought you a chicken leg. This chicken is very fat. Look, there is a layer of golden oil, which is very nutritious. The rest is for you to eat tomorrow."

Zhang Yanzi killed this chicken when Qian Xile was about to make a move.

Qian Xile had just given birth.

The chicken soup is also ready.

Jiang Tongjin took the chicken soup and sat beside the bed, feeding him one spoonful at a time.

The look in the couple's eyes is so touching.

The others looked at each other.

They all withdrew.

Because Qian Xile started the movement just after dinner.

So the Jiang family members haven't washed yet.

Jiang Fubao was pulled into the house by his mother to wash his face and feet, and then he hid in the quilt to sleep.

The weather is still a bit cold now.

The bed is cold.

Jiang Fubao shrank back.

Only one pair of eyes is exposed.

Suddenly, her toes touched a touch of warmth.

Jiang Fubao stuck his head out in confusion, looked at his mother who was about to leave with the footbath, and said, "Mom, did you give me a hot water bottle?"

"Yes, you little naughty boy, your feet are always cold in winter. When I cooked chicken soup just now, I also boiled water and filled the soup bottle for you. Don't kick off the quilt at night, okay? I also put the urinal in the room for you. Knowing that you are afraid of the smell, your father specially put a lid on the urinal. Don't go to the toilet at night in the future."

Zhang Yanzi replied without even turning around.

The hot water bottle was only given to my daughter.

It’s true that boys are not afraid of the cold at all.

Both sons kicked off the quilts in the middle of the night.

Unlike her younger daughter, if she hadn't gotten up last night to cover her daughter with a quilt, she would have touched the quilt and it would have been freezing cold.

She didn't know her daughter was so afraid of the cold.

The little guy is really patient and never complains about the cold.

Fortunately, she touched the quilt.

"Oh, I know, mother. I will sleep well. Wow, the hot water bottle is so warm. I am finally not cold anymore."

Jiang Fubao is just used to it. In modern times, whether it is cold or hot, there is no point in saying anything.

Among so many orphans, she was never the special one.

I am thankful to have a place to stay.

Feel the love of mother.

Jiang Fubao slept very soundly that night.

In her dream, she soared into the air, flying higher and higher.

It actually flew into the sky.

The sunset glowed with pink and tender clouds, emitting steam. She lay on them and felt the warmth.

Cool little feet, so comfortable.

Money is joyful after production.

I sat in the house to recuperate.

Zhang Jinlan deliberately kept Zhu Yingqiu.

Let her cook at home and serve her grandson's wife.

After all, the food Jiang Tongjin cooked was really terrible.

Giving birth is particularly energy-consuming, so Zhu Yingqiu had to cook soup for every meal, with eggs, meat, fish, and brown sugar. They were all expensive and good for the body, so she would just give Qian Xile whatever she wanted to eat.

A month later, Qian Xile gained more than ten pounds.

A lot fuller.

Jiang Tongjin, who had been patient for a month, was so shocked that his eyes widened.

That night.

Little An An was thrown into his grandparents' bedroom.

Fortunately, he was born well-behaved, never cried or made a fuss, and was an easy baby to take care of.

I fell asleep after being coaxed by my grandma.

But when Jiang Tongjin tasted his son's food, he became out of control.

The next day, the couple slept until noon.

The full moon banquet was held yesterday.

The house returned to its former state and Zhu Yingqiu continued to go to the town to help.

It's funny to say.

Someone with a big mouth spread the news that Qian Xile had given birth to a boy to Qianjia Village.

Zhu Paner was so angry that she didn't sleep well for several days.

"Little bitch, you're not unlucky. I heard her husband's family held a full-moon banquet and invited the whole village to the banquet. It was such a big deal. Not only the villagers, but also many wealthy families in the town came to attend the banquet in horse-drawn carriages. The gifts alone were boxes and boxes. I guess they were all valuable goodies.

I also heard that the Jiang family's boys all went to the town's school to study. The Jiang family must be very rich, but they are so poor. Tsk, your sister was able to marry into such a good family, all thanks to us. Without us, she would have starved to death. She has a good life, but she doesn't even think about helping her parents. It's really a waste of time to raise her."

No matter what Zhu Paner said or how she scolded him.

Qian Ping'an said nothing.

He has been defeated by the Jiang family.

My right hand is half disabled.

During the spring planting season, this hand could not even lift a hoe, let alone heavy objects, making farm work difficult.

If he offends his sister's in-laws again, both of his hands will probably be crippled.

He turned a deaf ear to Zhu Paner's words.

The ten villages in Lianshan Town are all adjacent to each other.

Since Qianjiacun knows.

Then Sunjia Village, which is nearby, naturally knew about it as well.

He Xinghua, who had long forgotten her daughter who had been married for many years, came to the town at the end of April.

Because she was illiterate, she had to ask people along the way and finally found her way to the door of Jiang’s snack shop.

"Eryong, you are Eryong, right? Oh, this shop is really owned by your family! Why aren't you talking? Don't you recognize me? I am your mother-in-law! Where is Pingmei? Is she in the shop?"

When He Xinghua arrived outside the shop and had not yet gone in, she just happened to see Jiang Eryong coming out to greet customers.

She didn't recognize him at first sight. After all, they hadn't been in contact for so many years. She only saw him a few times when the two families met, got engaged, and got married. It took her a while to recognize her son-in-law.

She walked up to Jiang Eryong and spoke loudly.

"What do you want with my wife? She's not here."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Eryong's attitude was extremely cold.