152 Two small things

It's finally over! I was relieved. Close your eyes and go to sleep.

Yin Zhen said in my ear, "Baby, you are so capable. You gave birth to twins, and you are still a man and a woman."

Am I so strong? There are only two in a lifetime, and you still have twins? I'm going to close my eyes again.

Yin Zhen said again, "Baby, the two little things are very beautiful! My daughter is very much like you. Would you like to have a look?

Why is it buzzing in my ear all the time? I frowned. Is it a level 13 pain to be stung by flies when giving birth to a child? I muttered, and then I didn't know anything.

I slept the next afternoon and slept for nearly ten hours. It's because I'm too tired. In fact, it only took me two hours to give birth to the child, which is much luckier than the one who can't give birth for five or six hours. This has to be attributed to the two-hour walk every day.

Yin Zhenheyi lay next to me, his head squeezed against a pillow with me, and threw the account book at hand. Obviously, I fell asleep while watching the account book. I don't have a bed and quilt on my body. Fortunately, it's summer now.

I moved and covered the thin quilt on him. He opened his eyes immediately. Seeing me looking at him with my eyes open, he immediately woke up.

His eyes were full of light, and joy flowed from the veins of his black eyes. He asked softly in a low and gentle tone, "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

I nodded. I got lighter and couldn't sleep better. You don't have to work so hard to turn over, and your waist will not be sore by your stomach, and any posture is very comfortable. Proproduction is a painful process for pregnant women, but it is also an opportunity for relief.

"How's the child?" I asked. Recalling what happened before going to bed, it seemed that I fell asleep before I saw them.

"The child is very good, baby. Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?

Why don't you always let me go smoothly?" Hungry! But I want to see the child first!" When he said this, I suddenly felt very hungry, but my curiosity about my child still beats hunger. You know, this is my first time as a mother.

I can't wait to know whether the two little things I gave birth to in October are round or flat.

Yin Zhen ordered a few words, and the servants suddenly became busy. Mother Yang brought the child with two wet ladies, and Xiao He and Xiao Cui quickly served me bird's nest soup and millet porridge.

One of the two little things is sleeping, and the other is with his eyes open. The sleeping skin was slightly dark, the faint eyebrows were slightly frugated, the small lips were tightly squeezed, but the corners of the diamond-shaped lips were slightly upturned, like Ji Yin's fake serious time. It's the boss, me and Yin Zhen's son. The one who was awake, with bright eyes, put his little fist in his pink lips and was sucking vigorously. It's the second brother, our daughter.

My eldest son is asleep. I can't see my eyes, but my youngest daughter makes me look real. Her pupils are dark and bright, and although the skin on her face is still a little wrinkled, it is pink and tender, and she wants to take a bite when she looks at it.

I picked her up and bit her gently. The pink little face was shining and stained my saliva. She frowned, but did not cry. Instead, the corners of her lips grinned to both sides and laughed.

She didn't seem to hate it, so I came up and wanted to bite her again. This time, she didn't succeed. She waved her little hand and slapped me in the face.

Well, I was stunned, and everyone around me was stunned to understand.

Is the little thing's smile just a trap? Seduce him with a smile, so that he can slap the revenge of being bitten just now? Is it insidious at a young age? Is it a cunning little fox? No way?

I raised my head, looked at Yin Zhen, and complained, "Your daughter, hit me!"

Yin Yan smiled and said, "This is also your daughter, baby."

"But her surname is Ai Xinjueluo, not Liu!" Shouldn't it be a father's lesson for children to be disobedient? The saint said, it's the father's father's job or not to teach!

Yin Zhen hugged me, pretended to clear his throat seriously, and said to the little girl who couldn't stop laughing, "Daughter, how can you hit your forehead? She is the heart of your Ama.

"Oh, ah, ah, ah..." The little thing looked at her Ama with dark and bright eyes, and kept pronounced a single syllable in his mouth to answer her Ama.

Yin Yu was so happy that he said endlessly, "If you hit her, Ama will be sad. When Ama is sad, he will be in pain. When Ama is in pain, she will also be in pain. In a matter of pain... In a word, it is not right and bad for you to hit her forehead, and the harm is

Why is this man so crooked and endless? His word "Zan" is not in vain. If he becomes a monk, he is a ready-made and standard "Zan monk". This "Zhe Monk" is not the "Tang Monk", but it is better than the "Tang Monk".

I'm not the only one who can't stand his broken thoughts. The boss, who had been sleeping soundly, cried out with a "wow". He closed his eyes, his toothless mouth wide, and cried to accuse the guy who disturbed him clearly.

Give my daughter to Yin Zhen, and I immediately picked up my son. Son, don't cry, my mother is there!" While wiping his wanton tears with a veil, he coaxed, "It's all you Ama to quarrel with us, mother hug us, don't let Ama quarrel anymore..."

The little thing gradually calmed down. He opened his tears and looked at me, and then looked at him, Ama. The pupils moistened by tears look big, black and bright, just like Yin Zhen. We looked at him with great interest, but he frowned, his mouth flattened, and he was about to cry. I was busy kissing him on the face. He was stunned and looked at me, and then his little face turned out and his eyes narrowed. The look inside actually looked like contempt?!

I looked at him in disbelief, and then at his Ama, and said, "He, he despises me?"

Yin Zhen hugged the little girl with one hand and me with the other, smiling on my shoulder.

I gave birth to two little things? One beats me and the other despises me! Is this the gene inherited from their Ama? One is as cunning as a fox, and the other is arrogant and bullish?

Their Ama personally oppressed people enough. If these two are added in the future, do I still have a way to live?

I looked up at the sky and wanted to cry without tears.

"Open the doors and windows and block the two screens, as long as you don't let the wind blow straight!" I give orders to the people. But the people refused to implement it.

Mother Yang said, "Master, you can't see the wind in confinement, otherwise you will be in trouble."

This is a traditional concept. It is believed that when the mother gives birth, the muscles and bones are open, the body is weak, and the inside and outside are empty. If you inadvertently let the wind cold invade, in the recovery period of confinement, the muscles and bones are closed, so that the wind cold is wrapped into the body, so that the

However, according to current medical research, postpartum wind is mainly caused by excessive bleeding during childbirth, weak mother's body and reduced resistance, resulting in the invasion of the virus, which has nothing to do with seeing the wind.

Two days ago, I wanted to make a cool mat, but Yin Zhen didn't allow it. After grinding left and right, two layers of sheets were laid on the warm ivory mat, and Yin Yu reluctantly agreed. It's already suffocated enough! In this summer, if you don't open the doors and windows, you have to get heatstroke!

That's why I just wanted to open the doors and windows. But none of the servants carried out the order, and even Xiao He and Mother Yang stood up against it.

"If you don't open the doors and windows, I'll get out of bed and blow directly!" I threatened.

was deadlocked, and Yin Zhen came back. He said, "Baby, why are you so angry? I know it's hot, but the doctor said that you can't see the wind after giving birth. Taoer, bear with it!"

"What the hell is the doctor's words? What can the doctor do when vomiting during pregnancy? Didn't we find the mango by ourselves to stop it? When you can't give birth, the imperial doctor will feed those useless ginseng tablets to your mouth. In the end, didn't you bite your hand to give birth?

"Puff!" My nonsense made Yin Zhen laugh out loud. He said, "So, is it our Taoer who is much better than the imperial doctor?"

"Isn't it?" I'm not proud to say it. Master, please, open the window, you will get heatstroke!" I took his hand and shook it.

He had no choice but to say, "It's only allowed to open for half an hour, and a screen will be added in front of the window."

I nodded in a hurry and was secretly happy for my small victory. If you can drive for half an hour, you can drive for one hour, and if you can drive for one hour, you can drive for a whole day...

It's really difficult to fight against traditional ideas! From equality between men and women, to postpartum maintenance, to infant care, which is not the case?

Let's talk about the continuous supply of supplements sent in this palace. I gave birth to the first son for Yin Zhen, and Concubine Yi did not hesitate to send all the good things in the palace. Ginseng, bird's nest, shark fin, sea cucumber and deer antler are all precious supplements. But how much can a woman who has just finished giving birth eat? It has become my daily homework to try my best to refuse to eat those supplements.

I insist on breastfeeding. Although I don't have a few drops of milk, colostrum in the first five days of delivery is the best. It contains immunoglobulin that children urgently need. The newborn child's own immune system has not been established, so the immune substances contained in breast milk are crucial to the child. Of course, the nursing mother still needs it. As for the two children, as they grow up, their food will be quite amazing.

Although I have never had a child before, in modern times, I have worked as a trainer in the new mother training class. Of course, it's just to get close to my goal - the wife of a famous collector. After achieving his goal, he resigned immediately.

I don't have much practical experience, but I understand these theories. Otherwise, how can I be able to slap people in the training class?

I ask to bathe the child every day. Everyone who wants to hold the child should wash his hands with soap corners first, even Yin Zhen is no exception.

The resistance of newborns is low, and it is easy to be infected once exposed to the virus. There are no antibiotics in this era. Once you are infected with the virus, you have to leave it to fate. This is the reason for the low survival rate of children in this era. I don't want to be pregnant in October. What's wrong with the two little things that I finally gave birth to?

It's enough that the ancients didn't know. Modern people understand this truth, but don't pay attention to it. If something really goes wrong in the future, they will regret it.

"If you want to stroke from the head, first the forehead, eyebrows, then the chin and cheeks..." As I was doing a demonstration, I was explaining the key points of the baby's touch to Xiaolu. The force should be moderate, don't make them feel uncomfortable, if the little thing cries, stop immediately..."

When I started talking, I remembered that I hadn't figured out a name for my child. It's not the name of the son or daughter, but the word "little thing". I once mentioned this topic to Yin Zhen. His son must wait for the emperor Ama to give his name. As for his daughter, he can give her a name first.

I suggest that my daughter's name is "Qiong Yao", which is the most romantic name in modern times. Yin Zhen shook his head, saying that it was just a general term for beautiful jade, which was too vulgar!

I looked up to the sky. Aunt Qiongyao, it's not that I said your name is vulgar, but someone else!

Why don't you call it "Yu Yan"? However, the name given by Jin Daxia to the fairy sister means "laughing and smiling".

Yin Zhen hugged his chest in one hand and put his chin in the other hand. He frowned and thought for a moment, and pulled out two words: average.

I sigh: Jin Daxia, even your literary talent is not recognized by others!

I really don't have time. The two modern literati who are highly respected by the public can't meet the requirements of this picky ancient man, let alone their literary talent.

The big name is not going well, so let's start with the nickname first!

This year is the Year of the Rat, and both children are born in the year of the Rat. Thinking of the cute Mickey Mouse in modern cartoons, I suggested that the mouse loves rice, just one is Mickey and the other is Minnie. I reported the Chinese translation of Micy and Minnie.

Yin Zhen said disapprovingly, "What kind of strange name is this?"

Regardless of the big name or small name, several of my proposals have been rejected by him in a row, and even sneered at them, while the uncle was only responsible for picking up faults, but did not say a single proposal. I'm angry, I have to be angry!

"Then call it rice and millet. If it doesn't work, just call it a dog or a pillar, or a dysentery boy or something!" I said with a broken can.

Yin Zhen was stunned at first, and then hugged me and laughed. He trembled all over and couldn't stop. He smiled and said, "Taoer, it's really yours. Name your child Lai Dyhead? You bitch, it's really extraordinary..."

Who told you not to do this, and that doesn't work? Now let's satirize me! I struggled in his arms angrily, but I was held tightly by him and couldn't get out of it. He had to hold him and laugh all the time.