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Chapter 002

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    Mengmeng is still a breast-fed baby, and she only sucks breast milk all day long, but her family thinks nothing of it.

    "Ouch, ouch, I burped, I burped." Mrs. Feng took Mengmeng from Su Wan's arms, her voice was as sweet as honey: "Mengmeng yawned, are you sleepy? Don't worry.  Urgent, grandma will take you to bed."

    The weather is as cold as winter, but the cute house is as warm as spring.  Mrs. Feng gently rocked the cradle and sang the lullaby over and over again: "The blue sea, the blue sky, the seagulls flying everywhere, the fisherman's grandfather smiling, the fisherman's children smiling"

    When Mengmeng finally fell asleep, she looked at Mengmeng's little face and smiled proudly: "Since Mengmeng was born, she has changed day by day. Look, how cute she is."

    Standing next to the cradle are all Mengmeng¡¯s closest relatives. Feng Yimin¡¯s heart has melted like water, ¡°Mom, Mengmeng seemed to have glanced at me just now.¡±

    "What are you looking at?" Mrs. Feng rolled her eyes unceremoniously, pointed at herself and said, "That's looking at me."

    Feng Yimin touched his nose and did not dare to say anything. He walked slowly to the bed and tightened the quilt on Su Wan. These two women, one big and one small, were his sweet burdens.

    Mrs. Feng looked at Mengmeng, but she was thinking about another thing.

    The boss is about to have a baby, so as the mother-in-law, she also prepared some small clothes in advance. Actually, it doesn¡¯t take much trouble. They are all old and unwanted clothes worn by the eldest child and the second child.  So now the problem comes, Mengmeng was born. Of course such a delicate little girl cannot wear the smelly clothes worn by her brothers.

    Mrs. Feng made a decision in her heart and decided to make new clothes for Mengmeng.

    She walked quickly back to the main room, moved the two wooden boxes, took out the key chain from her lower back, opened the cupboard door, took a piece of fabric from the top layer, and twisted it with her hands, gently and softly.  , but still not enough.

    This was not a problem for Mrs. Feng. She closed the cupboard, walked out of the door with the cloth under her arm, stood in the yard and shouted: "For those from the second child's family, or those from the third child's family, come to me."

    Mrs. Feng¡¯s three sons, the second and third, lived separately after they got married. They lived not far away, just on the left and right.  Their fishermen's houses are not worth much. They can be built with just some rocks picked up from the mountains. Even if they are built in a big way, every household still has a yard.

    After hearing Mrs. Feng¡¯s shout, Zhao Chunhua and Chen Hongmei rushed over quickly, and were directly pushed to the edge of the well by Mrs. Feng, ¡°This is the piece of cloth, rub it hard for me.¡±

    Chen Hongmei has sharp eyes and recognized this piece of cloth at a glance. Wasn¡¯t this what her mother-in-law had been saving?  She has been reluctant to use it for several years. During her marriage and confinement, she refused several times despite repeated requests. She suddenly felt heartbroken and said, "Mom, this cloth is a foot long. It is enough to make clothes for five and six babies. It is a waste to knead it."  .¡±

    Mrs. Feng retorted without thinking: "Who told you to make clothes for the five and six children? It's a beautiful idea, you, why didn't you say to make clothes for yourself?"

    "I, I" Chen Hongmei thought, she had been coveting this piece of cloth for a long time. The color was pure military green and thick cotton produced in Shanghai. The size was just enough to make her a dress.  If she could wear clothes made of this cloth, she would die without regrets.

    She felt uncomfortable but didn't dare to reply. She held it in for a long time before she finally said: "The sixth baby's first birthday is coming soon, and I just want to dress him."

    Mrs. Feng's eyes widened. Although she was angry, she still said in a lower voice: "Young man from the third family, why are you so short-sighted? Is this cloth yours, and you dare to ask for it? Tell you, this is  It¡¯s for Mengmeng, please rub it for me.¡±

    Chen Hongmei couldn't hold it in any longer, why would a girl's film be made of such good cloth?  She gave birth to a son and didn't even use it. She was so anxious that her mouth turned white: "Mom, Mengmeng just had sex, why do it for her?" Her words became even quieter under the cannibalistic eyes of Mrs. Feng,  My heart faltered at first, but I finally squatted down obediently and rubbed my clothes resignedly.

    This person is extremely irritating. It is said that she is marrying her younger son, who should be the most favored. However, Mrs. Feng has her heart set on her eldest son. There is no need to separate the family and live separately. The private houses of the old couple belong to the uncle.  , the village chief also let him become the village chief, the more Chen Hongmei thought about it, the more bitter she became.

    Mrs. Feng didn¡¯t care what she thought. After the cloth was kneaded, she checked it carefully again. If she was not satisfied with it, she asked them to continue kneading it, and finally kneaded the cloth until it was soft and velvety.

    Zhao Chunhua had been working silently, and when she was done, she took the initiative and said, "Mom, do you want to make clothes for Mengmeng? I'll help you."

    Chen Hongmei found an excuse to run away. She stood in the yard and looked around, and suddenly said worriedly: "I seem to hear the sixth baby crying. Mom, I'll go over and have a look."

    Noticing Zhao Chunhua¡¯s apologetic look, Mrs. Feng laughed mockingly and said, ¡°Let her go, with her skills,Mengmeng doesn¡¯t want to wear it.  "

    Mrs. Feng compared the fabric with Mengmeng again and again, and cut it into pieces without any distress. She said happily: "It's so soft. She will definitely like it when it is worn on Mengmeng."

    "Yes, Mom, our Mengmeng is so young, so we need to wear something soft." Zhao Chunhua was sewing needles in her hands. She took the time to take a look at Mengmeng. She felt that she liked this baby no matter how much she looked at her. She wished she could be her.  daughter.

    Old Mrs. Feng liked to hear people praise Mengmeng most. She looked at Mengmeng's little face with a smile, and she praised her first, "Look how good she is with her eyes closed now, but as soon as she opens her eyes, her eyes are so smart."  Yes, this is like me."

    Zhao Chunhua almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She glanced at Mrs. Feng's old face, then at Mengmeng, who was small but very delicate, and said against her will: "Mom, you said it."

    Mrs. Feng smiled lovingly and gently rocked the cradle with her feet. The more she looked at it, the more curious she became. Her heart was soaked in honey water, and she coaxed softly: "Why are we so adorable? Grandma's heart."  It's almost melting. Hey, Mengmeng, are you awake? Grandma made you new clothes, do you like them? "

    Mengmeng opened her round and big eyes, like black grapes, her long eyelashes blinked, and suddenly she showed a toothless smile, which made Mrs. Feng go crazy with her beauty, "Mengmeng is so good, she can say it herself  Like it."

    Zhao Chunhua also squatted next to her and looked curiously, "Mom, look, she can also eat little hands. She has learned to eat little hands at such a young age. We are so smart."

    At this time, the door panel creaked, and a small head poked in. It was a little boy. His hair was naturally slightly curly, and his thin bangs brushed his eyebrows, making the bridge of his nose look particularly tall.

    "Isn't this the son of Accountant Zhang?" Mrs. Feng became confused and waved to him and said, "Brother Rui, are you looking for Erwa? He ran away after eating."

    Zhang Sirui shook his head, slipped in through the crack in the door, walked lightly to the cradle, and then a bouquet of small wild flowers appeared from behind, and said politely: "Grandma Feng, I'm here to see my sister. Give the flowers to my sister."  ."

    "Oh, why do I remember that this baby is one year younger than the second baby, and he speaks so fluently?" Zhao Chunhua couldn't hide her surprise, pulled the little boy over and said, "Brother Rui, are you three years old this year?"

    "Second Aunt Feng, I'm three years old." Brother Rui smiled lightly, showing two small tiger teeth.

    "This baby looks really energetic, like a city kid." Zhao Chunhua likes children the most. Having given birth to a pair of twins is not enough for her, and she wants to have another baby. Unfortunately, she has not been pregnant in these years, so she is particularly excited when she sees the baby.  favorite.

    "Hey, who doesn't know the old Zhang family? They came to our village eight hundred years ago. This is the only seedling that has been passed down for nine generations. How could it come from the city?" Even though Mrs. Feng said this, she felt like it in her heart.  I feel that this baby is well-behaved and polite, much better than the grandsons of her old Feng family.

    "Well, he is quite energetic." Mrs. Feng couldn't help but ruffled his hair, narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Rui also knows how to send flowers to our Mengmeng, which is much better than her brothers.  "

    Brother Rui was a little shy, but he bravely waved the flowers in his hand, his voice still very childish: "Grandma Feng, give the flowers to my sister."

    "Okay, okay, Brother Rui is so good." Mrs. Feng happily took the flower and placed it beside the cradle. She found that Mengmeng had fallen asleep, so she turned around and said, "When Mengmeng wakes up, I will give it to you again."  She looks at it, you go and play.¡±

    Brother Rui looked at the cradle, but didn't see Xiao Mengmeng's face. He was a little reluctant and walked away without looking back.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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