Chapter 250: No Favoritism

Yun Qinghuan smiled and nodded, "Yes, my sister smiled at you, it seems that my sister likes An An very much."

An An's face was slightly red with joy, and she was more careful in holding the child.

Beside her, Jiaojiao saw that An An could hold her sister, and she also looked at her mother eagerly.

Qiao Yue said, "Sister-in-law, let Jiaojiao hold her and play with her."

Since An An was holding her, she couldn't be partial to one over the other.

Yun Qinghuan laughed and scolded, "You're holding her and playing with her, you really treat your daughter as a toy. "

Qiao Yue also laughed. She really felt that her two daughters were like her two big toys. After all, the most difficult part of raising children was left to Shen Jingyang, and she was only responsible for playing with the two children.

Thinking this way, she felt that she had met a good man, and smiled more gently at Shen Jingyang.

Shen Jingyang couldn't help but touch his face when he was looked at, thinking that there was something dirty on his face.

Jiaojiao had a younger brother after all. Although her younger brother Gousheng was the baby of the family, her grandmother was afraid that this baby grandson would get bumped and hurt, so she didn't let her hold him. But during the time when her mother was in confinement, Jiaojiao wanted to be with her. Because she was close to her younger brother, Jiang Wenxiu let her hold him many times.

But later, when Gousheng grew up a little, he was not so close to her as a sister.

But Jiaojiao still knew the basic skills of holding a baby. Without much teaching, she could hold her younger sister Manman in her arms very well, and her posture was very standard.

Manman was also a good child. She smiled at Jiaojiao, and the little girl's face was red and she was very happy.

The two children waited until their arms were sore, and they were afraid of dropping their younger sister, so they handed the child to Yun Qinghuan and Jiang Wenxiu again.

Jiaojiao even pulled Jiang Wenxiu's sleeve and whispered, "Mom, I want you to give me a younger sister."

Her eyes were sparkling, and she was obviously looking forward to it.

Yun Qinghuan and Qiao Yue happened to hear it and looked at people with a joking look.

Jiang Wenxiu blushed, "What are you talking about? Mom only has you and your brother. ”

She is not that old this year, not even 30 years old. There are many women in the village who are still giving birth in their 30s or even 40s, commonly known as old daughters and old sons.

Although Jiang Wenxiu said this, she was a little moved when she saw the baby in her arms.

She really wanted to have another daughter.

But thinking of the situation at home, she suppressed this desire again. By the time her husband is treated, she might not have much money left, and it would be good if she didn't owe any debts.

It is difficult to raise two children under such circumstances, and having another child would be a torture.

Seeing her gloomy expression, Yun Qinghuan and Qiao Yue looked at each other and consciously changed the subject.

Yun Qinghuan asked Shen Jingyang, "Shen Zhiqing, when will you go back to work in the mine?"

Shen Jingyang subconsciously went to see Qiao Yue and the child, and then said, "The day after tomorrow, just in time, the vacation is almost over.

It seems that time is passing so fast, it is almost July.

"Okay, then you have to be careful."

Qiao Yue didn't have any relatives here, so she only planned to invite a few familiar people to the full moon banquet for her two children.

The full moon banquet was set for tomorrow night, and Yun Qinghuan was invited.

Yun Qinghuan naturally agreed, and Jiang Wenxiu also agreed.

Knowing that Qiao Yue was taking care of her, she didn't want her to take frequent leave, otherwise her salary would be deducted.

It was getting late, and Bai Naihan came in, changed the hot water for them, and brought in some melon seeds.

The few people were surprised to find that they had cracked so many melon seeds and drank the hot water, and hurriedly said goodbye.

Yun Qinghuan didn't keep them.

The next morning, Xiao Shitou came over just after dinner.

Yun Qinghuan smiled when she saw him and waved at him, "Come here, Auntie, check on your leg injury."

Little Stone put down his backpack and did not go to feed the chickens immediately. Instead, he walked over with ease. His walking posture was much more natural, and it was obvious that his leg injury was almost healed.

Yun Qinghuan stared at the patch of red medicine on his leg, with a big scar in the middle that was about to fall off.

It was a bit itchy, and Little Stone could not help but touch it with his hand. Yun Qinghuan looked at it and said, "You should be careful and don't scratch it with your hands. It will be fine when the scar falls off."

Yang Guihua was really vicious. The little stone that was pushed and shoved hit a sharp stone, and a big cut was cut on his leg. At that time, Little Stone said that he was fine, so Yun Qinghuan thought he was really fine, and sent An An to send some ointment over and didn't ask any more questions. Who knew that when Little Stone came to class the next day, his leg was limping and his teeth were bared.

Because the weather was a bit hot, the wound even festered a bit, which scared Yun Qinghuan. He hurriedly took him to the village doctor Uncle Zhang to have a look and bandage it.

Uncle Zhang knew the situation at Xiao Shitou's home, frowned and said nothing, carefully bandaged his leg, and later said that it was fortunate that Yun Qinghuan sent him in time, otherwise his wound would be easily infected.

If it was really infected, it would be a big problem.

Yun Qinghuan was scared, and then took the medicine, grabbed Xiao Shitou, and applied the medicine to him every morning to feel at ease.

At this moment, Yun Qinghuan treated his wound again, applied the medicine before letting him go, and then handed him two buns, "Freshly steamed vegetable buns, try them."

Two big buns, fragrant and soft.

Xiao Shitou's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly thanked him. He ate one and left another.

Yun Qinghuan knew that the bun was what he wanted to take back to his grandparents to eat, and couldn't help but sighed slightly. This child is really sensible.

He is only six years old.

Moreover, he never ate her food for free. He would always find work to do. Knowing that the people in the Bai family were busy and had no time to dig wild vegetables or mountain products, he would always get more and then share them with Yun Qinghuan.

Yun Qinghuan accepted his kindness, but was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't accept it.

After finishing today's class, Xiao Shitou began to sweep the yard, clean the chicken coop, and dump all the chicken manure into the vegetable field. Chicken manure is a rare natural fertilizer.

The little guy was busy without a break. It took more than half an hour before he wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the backpack, and prepared to leave with his homework.

Yun Qinghuan stopped him and brought him a bowl of mung bean soup with two rock sugars in it, "Drink it before you go."

It was mid-June, still in the lunar calendar, which was equivalent to July in modern times. It was very hot. Yun Qinghuan felt hot even if she didn't do anything. She missed modern air conditioning. What's more, this child was busy all the time. She was really afraid that he would get heatstroke.

Little Stone licked his dry lips. The bowl of mung bean soup that had just been chilled with well water was very tempting. He couldn't help but take it and gulped it down. It was sweet and had the fragrance of mung beans. It was delicious. Moreover, he felt much better after drinking it.

Holding the empty bowl, Little Stone's face was a little red. He ate and took it himself, and asked his aunt to teach him to read and write. He really owed his aunt more and more.

Yun Qinghuan touched his head and said with a smile, "Go and get busy. Don't be too tired."

Her palm covered his hair, warm like his mother's hand in his memory.

Then Little Stone didn't have time to feel it again. Yun Qinghuan had taken her hand away and looked at him with a smile.

Little Stone couldn't help feeling a sense of loss.