After a phone call, sister-in-law Chang Mingfen came quickly. Seeing the newborn who was still crying in Wu Qingwei's arms, she smiled and said, "I'm right, you can't do it?" She said without stopping, took off her shoes and went to bed. With Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wu Qingwei's helpless explanation, she took the baby, held it in her arms, and stretched out her fingers to tease the baby's nose.

It's strange that the newborn after being taken over stopped crying in a short while, lay quietly in Chang Mingfen's arms, gently closed his eyes, and looked relaxed and comfortable, as if he had lost his way before, but now he finally threw himself into his mother's arms again. Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed and lay down. His sister-in-law took the bottle and put the pacifier into the baby's mouth. The baby closed his eyes and sucked the pacifier, looking happy.

Five or six minutes later, the baby fell asleep, breathing smoothly and his expression was relaxed. Under the infinite admiration of Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wu Qingwei, his sister-in-law then put the baby on the quilt.

"If you wake up and cry again, just call me and I can come over at any time," said my sister-in-law lightly. "There are not many children at home, let's raise them together."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a lot of turmoil in his heart. He could understand his sister-in-law's words, and the meaning was clearly: Raise them together, your child is my child, and my child is also your child, so we should not divide you and me.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wu Qingwei didn't say anything. They watched their sister-in-law spread the quilt for the baby, and they just had a bellyband, flattened their little head, and then went down to the floor to brush the bottle. While brushing, they told me: "This bottle should be brushed as you use, otherwise it will be easy to deteriorate if you are so hot, and the child will have diarrhea after taking milk."

Zhang Xiaoqiang said, "Okay sister-in-law, the child has finally fallen asleep, you are tired, go back to bed quickly." But his sister-in-law didn't leave and said, "I'd better keep it. Maybe when the baby will cry again." Wu Qingwei advised, saying, "This little guy is probably tired and I guess he won't wake up for a while. It's dawn in the first sleep. It's useless for you to stay here. Go back to bed quickly." The sister-in-law was reluctant to leave.

The next day, Zhang Xiaoqiang wandered around the house, Wu Qingwei, who was holding the baby, asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything I can't figure out?"

"I'm thinking about what name should I give my baby?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"I'm a little studying, so you can do it." Wu Qingwei said, and then talked about clothes to feed the child. This was the fourth day, and her two milks swelled, as if two Mongolian rooms. The fertility of nature made these two "Mongolian rooms" full of precious nutrients. But somehow? The baby is unwilling to suck? Often, he gives up after taking a few mouthfuls. Compared to this natural precious nutrient, the baby is more attractive to milk powder and pacifiers.

Several old ladies in the village came to visit Wu Qingwei and the baby with Li Qin'er's friendship? An old lady has beautiful eyes and is the target of a disabled soldier. The soldier has a government subsidy of 3,000 yuan per month. Because she doubles as a nursing staff, her salary is equivalent to that of a soldier, she is pampered and has a good life. She is about to be seventy and her skin is still greasy and white. It can be seen that she was a beauty when she was young.

Therefore, this old lady is dignified, self-controlled, and has convincing power.

She said: "Some of the new mother's **tight is blocked, and the child must suck hard to open... However, after some newborns have eaten the pacifier, because the pacifier is easy to suck, the newborns become lazy and no longer have to suck hard anymore... In this case, someone must suck it... Xiaoqiang, you are very strong, come and suck it for your wife's *tight!"

Although this old lady is not young, her seniority is the same as Zhang Xiaoqiang. A sister-in-law and a younger uncle can make a fuss in tradition, so the old sister-in-law did not shy away and directly ordered Zhang Xiaoqiang to do things. However, after hearing the order, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt embarrassed and blushed.

In tradition, ** has always been secretive and is often considered dirty by the previous generations who are bound by traditional ideas, and even a little evil, so they can't even think about it. What's more, milk sucking is what the baby does. "Do you really have to suck milk for your wife in public?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was at a loss for a moment.

"I mean it," the old sister-in-law became serious. "If the child can't be sucked, someone will have to suck it. What should I do? I remember my **pain was sucked by your brother..." Then, the old sister-in-law smiled wickedly, "If you didn't do this job, would you let other men do it? You're embarrassed! You're blushing when you're old? I thought others didn't know what to do, but you're sucking less every night?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt his whole head burning, from blushing to the base of his neck. "Now, I'm sucking in front of everyone?" Zhang Xiaoqiang finally looked up and asked.

"What are you afraid of?" said the old sister-in-law. "There are no one else here except a few old ladies. Is there any fear that other men will see your wife's spring scenery?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated for a moment. He was not afraid that others would look at his wife's spring scenery, because once he became a mother, women seemed to no longer care about their spring scenery or autumn scenery. If a man cares too much, he would look petty. He just felt that performing such a "show" in front of several old ladies would be a bit vulgar.

"I said to my sister-in-law," Zhang Xiaoqiang said, "Is this appropriate? Otherwise, after you leave, why do I feel like you are forcing us to have a bridal chamber in front of you?"

"Hurry up," the old sister-in-law smiled, "Are you driving us away? Anyway, we didn't come to have a wedding chamber when you got married, so we just thought it was made up for this time."

Of course, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't drive them away, that would be too rude. Zhang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth and cast a consultation look at Wu Qingwei. Unexpectedly, Wu Qingwei did not hesitate or speak. He looked at him, then directly lifted his clothes and pushed the two bulging "yurts" towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, meaning, come and suck it quickly.

"Oh my God!" Zhang Xiaoxiang thought to himself, "Sure enough, she became a mother's woman. She gave up all the shame for her children, and even gave up her a little bit of shame." You know, Wu Qingwei has always been the most conservative, usually wrapped tightly, and grew so big that she didn't even wear a skirt in summer.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the "yurt", then looked at the old sister-in-law and aunt next to him. Their eyes were full of enthusiasm and expectations, as if he wanted Zhang Xiaoqiang to suck their ** (there is no disrespect here. The relationship between sister-in-law, uncle, aunt, and nephew can be infinitely riotous in rural traditions, and no one would mind. They would like to read Zhang Xiaoqiang's jokes). Zhang Xiaoqiang was originally cowardly, but after this, he suddenly became bold and rushed forward without hesitation. His determination was as majestic as comrade *** blocking his gun.

Seeing a scene that was difficult to see in a lifetime, the ** finally got through. The old sister-in-law and the old aunt were very satisfied. The old sister-in-law smiled and said, "Zhang Xiaoqiang, you can do it, the suction is bigger than your baby."
Chapter completed!