Chapter 479

After cooking some meat, the porridge for song Yinian was also cooked. Yin Qiqi said, "Qingsong, you can fry the rest. I'm going to feed Yinian porridge."

"Well, seven seven seven elder sister, you don't worry to give it to me." Xie Qingsong took over Yin Qiqi's position by pulling up his sleeve.

Yin Qiqi scooped up a bowl of porridge and came to song Yinian.

Song Yinian was always good, even if he was crying, Yin Qiqi fed him porridge, and he was eating it obediently.

After dinner, Yin Qiqi washed the cooking pot clean, and burned hot water to give song Yinian a bath. Although it was a bath, it was in the wild after all, and the conditions were not so good. Yin Qiqi just burned hot water to wash his feet, face and body.

After wiping his body, Yin Qiqi was going to pour water. Song Yinian held her clothes tightly and refused to let go.

Seeing this, Xie Qingsong said, "elder sister Qiqi, I'll help you pour it. As soon as you think about it, the child is timid. This time, he is so far away from home. He hasn't seen such a place. He should be very upset."

Song Yinian's uneasiness is so obvious, and Yin Qiqi also understands it. He just thinks that she should take Xu Yiyi or Wu Jing out. Xie Qingsong, Wuqing and Wuyun are all here to protect her, and they don't have the obligation to help her take care of her children. It's difficult for her to take care of her children alone.

But fortunately, Xie Qingsong saw her inconvenience.

Yin Qiqi said, "thank you, Qingsong."

"Seven seven elder sister, you are polite to me. Before I came, brother Wenqing told me to take good care of you and Yinian. If you have anything I can do for you, just say it. You're welcome. "

Yin Qiqi nodded.

The bed board of the carriage was a bed, and Yin Qi and song Chu Yu and their children were sleeping in the carriage.

Wuqing and Chunhua know that they are servants, so they rest outside. Another servant of wuchenwuyun, Xie Qingsong and Song Chuyu, needless to say, also rest outside.

Song yinianxu was sleeping outside for the first time. In the middle of the night, he began to cry. His voice was intermittent and incomplete. If he cried, she would wake up Song Chuyu who was sleeping in the carriage.

Song Chuyu rubbed her eyes and said vaguely, "elder sister Qiqi, can you make him quiet?"

"Sorry." Yin Qiqi picked up song Yinian, got out of the carriage, came to the fire, looked at the red eyed song Yinian, and quickly comforted him: "Yinian is good, my mother is here, it's OK."

Through the firelight, song Yinian saw Yan Qiqi's face, two small hands tightly grasped Yan Qiqi's clothes and refused to let go.

It looks like I'm scared.

Yin Qiqi thought, fortunately, she brought the children out in person. She was so upset with the children. If others brought them out, wouldn't they be more upset.

"Seven seven elder sister, a read how?" Xie Qingsong was awakened by the child's cry and came to ask.

Yin Qiqi said: "it may be the first time that he left home to sleep outside. He was a little uneasy. He used to sleep at home until dawn, but he was never so uneasy. I'm sorry to disturb you to sleep. "

Other people were woken up by the cry of the child, and Yin Qiqi felt very sorry.

Xie Qingsong said: "Yinian is actually OK. Yinghua, the eldest brother's son, is the most annoying. He has to cry more than ten times a night, and the cry is loud. Everyone is woken up by him. His elder sister-in-law and elder brother can't stop coaxing him. Sometimes they have to go to their room to coax him. When there are many people coaxing him, he doesn't cry. It would be really hard. I told my father not to go hunting, but to fish and shrimp in the river. Fortunately, Yinghua doesn't like to cry when she is a little older. It's a lot better when you read it. You cry when you see the surrounding environment on the first day

Yin Qiqi laughed and didn't speak.

Xie Qingsong looked at the fire and said, "sister 77, I'll pick up some branches. Those I picked up before are almost gone."

"Thank you so much."

"Seven seven elder sister, you how always with me so polite, don't always say so polite words!" Xie Qingsong said.

Yin Qiqi said hello with a smile, and Xie Qingsong just stood up and left to pick up the dead branch.

In Yin Qiqi's arms, song Yinian was asleep. Yin Qiqi patted him on the back. Suddenly, song Yinian's little nose wrinkled and he was about to cry. Yin Qiqi said in a warm voice: "mother is here, Yinian is good, don't cry."

Song Yinian opened his eyes slowly and saw that Yin Qiqi's face closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Yin Qiqi thought that the child just cried because he didn't see her face. If he saw her face, he would be relieved.

Thinking of this, Yin Qiqi thought that he had to spend the night by the fire tonight.

At this time, the Song family was also restless.

As soon as song Wenqing closed his eyes, song Yishu began to cry. His cry awakened song Yian, who also cried with him.

Qiu Liu knocked on the door and said, "master, I'm in."

Song Wenqing should be good.

When Yin Qiqi was not at home, Qiu Liu lived on the first floor of the main house and helped song Wenqing take care of the children.

Hearing song Yishu cry, Qiu Liu came in with a bowl of goat's milk. "Master, young master Yishu should be hungry. I'll feed him some goat's milk.""Well." Song Wenqing teaches Qiu Liu his children.

Fortunately, song Yishu was very good. He stopped crying when he had goat's milk. Song Wenqing went to the crib to hold song Yian, who was crying all the time, and asked, "what are you crying for when you are so big? Shame. "

"Niang ~ ~ is not here ~ ~" Song Yian cried.

Wen Geng also wants to hear you cry

Yin Qiqi had just left for one day. He had been thinking about whether he had met bandits outside, whether he had slept well, and whether Xiao Yishui's two dark guards had protected her well.

The more you think about it, the more upset you are.

So was the child. He was looking for his mother when he couldn't see Yin Qiqi.

In particular, song Yishu, who is only four months old and has not been weaned, refused to drink goat's milk at first. However, with Qiu Liu's insistence on feeding, he seems to understand that if he doesn't drink goat's milk, he will have no milk to drink, so he will drink it obediently.

However, taking care of children is really more tiring than you think.

I used to feel very tired just taking a song Yian, but now I have to take a four month old child, even more tired!

Thinking of this, she took a bite of the jerky and whispered, "I will never have a baby! Even if it's born, don't take it with you. It's too much trouble! "

Xie Qingsong hears her words and probes suspiciously.

Song Chuyu whispered to the maid again: "Chunhua, don't you think so? It's troublesome to have a child. I can't sleep well at night. Now I have to go all the way to see a doctor for my child. The child is a burden. How frustrating

"Miss Song, you can't say that. You are also born by your parents. Have you ever thought that when you were still so young, your parents thought you were a burden. Did you bother people first?" Xie Qingsong frowned and pleaded defiantly, "Yinian is a child. It's normal for him to be so far away from home for the first time. But I think it's very good. You don't see other children. Even in your own home, you will cry at night. What's more, when you see sister Qiqi, you don't want to give up thinking about it. Don't you think that's the way to be a mother? "

"It's a good mother to tolerate all the noise of children, to accept all the shortcomings of children, and to teach them patiently. My mother often tells me that sister Qiqi is a very kind person. Even if the child is not her own, she can treat the child as her own flesh and blood. "

"That child is not her own?" At the beginning of Song Dynasty, Yu was shocked.

"Qingsong, if you want to say good to me, don't say it." Just woke up, Yin Qiqi's voice was a little hoarse.

As soon as she started to move, song Yinian in her arms immediately opened her eyes in horror, and Yin Qiqi quickly picked up the child to comfort her.

Song Yinian, who had slept enough, didn't go on sleeping. Yin Qiqi poured a cup of tea, fed the child and drank it himself.