Chapter 523: The Educated Youth in the Chronicles (22)

Others confinement to regulate their body, Feng Qiaolan is always thinking about her learning progress. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: EbookFREE.me
This year's college entrance examination time has been advanced, and she will have to take the exam at the end of July, leaving her with tight time. The body recovered well again. Just a few days after coming back, Ji Huai asked Ji Huai to give her a lecture. He naturally refused and let her take care of herself.
After dragging Atuo for a few days, Feng Qiaolan saw Ji Huai writing an article at night, and she couldn't bear it. She got out of bed with her daughter in her arms, and she wanted to sit next to him, muttering, "I haven't read a book for a long time. forget."
Ji Huai stopped writing and looked up at her helplessly and said, "You are still in confinement."
"I can learn too." She sat down and stretched out her hand to pat her daughter. "If you don't learn, you won't be able to pass the exam. I have to take the exam next year."
"It's not that difficult to pass the exam." He relieved her.
"My brain is not good, I was pregnant for three years." Feng Qiaolan said and went to get the textbook.
Seeing this, Ji Huai did not stop him anymore, took her daughter in her arms, and handed her the other textbooks. He held his daughter in one hand and handwritten the article in the other.
"Review and review first." Ji Huai didn't arrange too heavy tasks for her either.
Before Feng Qiaolan entered the state, the daughter in his arms began to cry, "Wow, wow, wow"
Ji Huai got up for the first time and hugged him, walking around the room. Being a mother naturally has a different mood. If he is coaxing, Feng Qiaolan can't calm down, her eyes follow him and his daughter.
Coaxing, the daughter fell asleep, she just got up and vented cleanly.
Ji Huai couldn't put her daughter on the bed yet, and when she put it down, she cried again.
In the end, he couldn't help, he carefully carried his daughter to bed, leaned on the bed, and let Feng Qiaolan read the book by herself. She didn't bother to read it, closed the textbook, and went to bed, nestling next to him.
Ji Huai turned his head to look at her, and said softly, "Bring the history book and I will tell you."
"Oh~" She crawled to the end of the bed again, leaned forward and brought the history book over, leaned against the bedside with him, and spread out the textbook.
"Turn forward again." Ji Huai stretched out his hand and turned a few pages forward. Then, the specially suppressed voice echoed gently in the room.
Feng Qiaolan lowered her head to read the book seriously, still holding a pen in her hand, painting and painting from time to time, pursing her lips in contemplation.
After talking for half an hour, Ji Huai asked her to close the textbook,
The latter chapter is not the key point. You recall the content and key points of this chapter and see how much you remember.

He had just finished speaking, Feng Qiaolan remembered being warm, she closed it right now, and was about to speak, she saw the daughter in his arms and was stunned.
The other party didn't know when he woke up, so he looked at her with round eyes.
Ji Huai also lowered his head, the little baby raised his hand, his little mouth was still gently tugging, and his face changed in the next second, "Wow, oooo, oooo"
In addition to crying is to sleep.
"Are you hungry?" Feng Qiaolan hurriedly got up again to flush her milk.
The two hurriedly coaxed again, one holding and the other feeding, with the helplessness and care of the novice parents, and they were relieved when their daughter was full and drunk.
Ji Huai put away her book, "It's getting late, go to bed."
Feng Qiaolan's body was still a little weak, and she didn't support it. Ji Huai put his daughter at the bottom, gave her a place, let her sleep in the middle, and he himself slept outside.
The kerosene lamp was extinguished, and the baby seemed to start to fall asleep. Feng Qiaolan fell asleep gently, and Ji Huai next to her covered her with a quilt.
Mother Feng asked her to wear long socks at all times, with a hat on her head and thick clothes on her body. If she was covered with a quilt, it would be even hotter.
She hadn't hugged him for a long time, and as soon as she fell asleep and turned sideways, she drilled into his arms, and Ji Huai also raised his arm around her.
"You are so hot," she said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he released his hand again and moved to the side of the bed.
In the dark night, Feng Qiaolan gave a soft "hum", and the ending sounded slightly, "With a daughter, you despise me."
"Huh?" Ji Huai was wronged.
"The first time I came back from work, I hugged her. I hugged her before going to bed and when I woke up early. It was very rare at first glance. Sure enough, people say that my daughter is my dad's little quilted jacket. After giving birth to my daughter, I will be useless."
It is the first time that Ji Huai has experienced the richness of a woman’s inner world. He couldn’t laugh or cry.
If I don’t hug her, don’t you have to work hard? If you can’t hug at work, it’s my fault to come back to help you share a little bit?

Feng Qiaolan: "You definitely despise me, as if you are far away from me."
"Didn't you mean hot?"
"Hot, I want to stick to you, I'm happy!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Huai approached her, stretched out his hand and wrapped her around her again, and smiled in her ear, "Isn't it afraid of you not sleeping well? Poor rest will affect your body's recovery."
"I won't sleep well." She drilled into his neck, and Ji Huai stretched out her hand hard, and she lay on him. In the past, pregnant with a daughter, that is, hugging, the movements were not too intimate. He was originally thin, and the daughter recovered well after giving birth. He was a thin and small one, and there was no pressure on him lying on his stomach.
Ji Huai: "You have to eat more and have more meat."
Feng Qiaolan: "Um"
"I am on my body in full length, and my chin is fat." Ji Huai was very upset when he said, "When you are out of confinement, everyone will know that I robbed you of your confinement meal."
Before she finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing, "Dad seems to be fat too, his face is almost round."
Ji Huai sighed deeply.
It's more rounded, and the belly is full.
"I am feeling fat for a while." Feng Qiaolan slightly propped up in his arms, raised her hand and touched his chin.
The black light was blind, all based on feeling, she followed his face down, and squeezed it. Her hands were slender and soft, sliding back and forth on his face all the time, feeling fascinated, Ji Huai suddenly opened his mouth and bit her finger.
Feng Qiaolan was taken aback, almost silently exclaiming.
Ji Huai turned her over with her teeth and rubbed her fingers. Feng Qiaolan only felt a slight pain in her fingers. The very slight pain also made her whole body soft, and her neck shrank.
"What about making people at night?" Ji Huai said loosely.
"It's you making trouble." Feng Qiaolan quickly retracted her hand and wiped it behind her back, "Itching to death, are you a dog? You still bite!"
"Am I making trouble or are you making trouble?" He smiled in no hurry, lowered his head to get close to her face, and kissed her, "Don't bite you."
Feng Qiaolan was so dizzy by his kiss, she reached out and grabbed his collar, shy and obsessed with leaning into his arms.
After giving birth, the two people lost their privacy and solitude. Coupled with the child's noise, it did increase a lot of troubles, but the relationship between the two became closer and closer together.
Greasy and crooked for a while, it seems that the child has just fallen asleep, and the child wakes up again, and has to coax again.
The two of them were busy coaxing, breastfeeding, and sleeping just like the night before, and the sky gradually brightened.
The village was well-informed, and Feng Qiaolan had just returned, and many people asked Feng's mother if she had a boy or a girl.
When they heard about the girl, many people sighed and didn't know how much they discussed.
Aunt Zhang was infected with a madman's disease. She was in trouble for a while, and she suffered a stroke. She was paralyzed on one side, and she often turned around with her uncontrollable shaking hands.
He is hemiplegic, his hands and feet are weak, but his brain is good.
The women in the village like to gather around the well to chat. Aunt Zhang is also there. She slanted her mouth and said, "Feng Dafeng's daughter has given birth, is she back?"
Old Mrs. Chen is a gossip master. She lowered her voice and made trumpets with her hands. Her eyes were still floating. "I was born, and she was also a baby girl. She went to the city hospital for several days. I don’t know if it happened. problem."
No problem, who goes to the hospital? Go to the city hospital.
The people in the village are poor, and most people still avoid practicing medicine.
"Is there any problem, but why are they all girls?" Aunt Zhang said after she said, "I looked at her belly before, it was indeed a bit like a girl, not sharp at all!"
"Yes, yes, the daughter-in-law of Ji'er's family has a sharp belly. She was born a boy."
"Don't tell me, this is accurate. Look at my daughter-in-law who is pregnant with her first child. She has a round belly. She is a girl when she is born. The second child is sharp. Before I gave birth, I knew it was a boy, and the third child was also sharp. tip."
A group of people were discussing in full swing, and Aunt Zhang said again, "Is their family feng shui bad? Now it’s okay. Ji Huai didn’t go to college and stayed behind to guard his daughter-in-law and give birth to a son. He was born as a daughter. You are not angry. Annoying?"
Mrs. Chen tightened her lips and agreed, "I can give birth to a second one next year. I guess I just want a son, so I stayed."
They were discussing, and Mother Feng came down holding the bucket with a smile on her face.
Feng Dafeng went to sell another batch of Morinda citrifolia today, some of which were dug by Ji Huai. This batch sold for nearly two hundred yuan, but it was a huge sum of money.
Ji Huai is still very filial, not asking for a penny, let them keep it for the elderly.
Today, I bought spare ribs at home, and stewed half of them for Feng Qiaolan, and they can keep half of them to eat. The days at home are getting better and better.
"Are all there?" Mother Feng walked over with a smile and started to draw water.
Everyone stopped talking long ago. Looking at her, Mrs. Chen asked first, "Your Xiaolan has been born for a long time, how is your recovery?"
Mother Feng replied enthusiastically: "Not bad."
I eat tonic soup every day, it would be better if I had more meat.
Seeing her so happy, Aunt Zhang thought she had given birth to a boy, and asked again, "Is the boy born to Xiaolan in your family or a girl?"
Mother Feng's face did not change, she flicked a bucket of water again, and smiled back, "Girl, that little guy is very noisy and can cry very much."
There is this little guy in the family, not to mention the excitement, she and Feng Dafeng also like it very much.
Aunt Zhang doesn't understand, a girl, she's so rare. Now that she is raised, isn't she raising someone else's house?
"Girls, too." Old Mrs. Chen comforted her.
Feng's mother didn't seem to hear what they were saying. After drinking the water, she said, "My Tongtong will be full moon the day after tomorrow. We are going to make a full moon wine for her. Everyone will help out at that time, get together and have a meal. ."
Aunt Zhang rubbed her trembling hands, raised her voice and asked, "You still have a full moon wine? Your Xiaolan just did it when you got married, so do you want to do it again?"
In the village, if you do wine, you have to give some money. It doesn’t matter if you get married, you have to do it when you give birth to a girl, do you have to do it when you have a boy?
What about cheating money?
The rest of the people at the scene did not speak, and were a little bit cautious about it.
"Ji Huai wants to do it, you guys can come here, just invite everyone to eat, be happy and happy." Mother Feng was afraid of misunderstandings, she also emphasized after she said, "You don't need to bring anything, that is, everyone has a meal together.
As soon as I heard that as long as people come, I understand now that it is free.
Free to eat and drink, everyone became very enthusiastic again, and they all said: "Ji Huai is going to do it? Oh, I can't tell that he still hurts this daughter."
"Isn't it, I have to hug the child after work, he loves the child very much." Feng mother replied, also extremely satisfied in the words.
Old Mrs. Chen changed her tone and praised, "I saw it at the beginning. This young man is not bad. He didn't go to university. Your family Xiaolan is enjoying a good fortune. After two years, he will have another son. So are you and Feng Dafeng. Happy life!"
Mother Feng smiled from ear to ear, and when she carried water and left, she deliberately told, "Remember to come the day after tomorrow."
On the day of Ji Jia's full moon, women from the village came to help early. I thought I was just frying a few dishes randomly and eating some coarse grain rice. When she saw a few chickens and ducks, Aunt Zhang stared.
There are not only chickens and ducks, but also a large piece of pork. There are also several large baskets of vegetables. In addition, there are several sections of sausages.
You know, now that there is a shortage of food, the poorer people in the village cannot eat meat several times a year. These are all meat, no worse than the wedding banquet that the villagers get when they get married.
A few days ago, there was a young man in the village who got married. There were a dozen people at a table, and no one could eat two pieces of meat. In comparison, it was really generous.
Feng Qiaolan's house was crowded with people. Everyone wanted to see how disappointed she was when she gave birth to her daughter. When she saw her holding her daughter, her skin was white and red, and she politely called for someone.
Out of confinement, she also deliberately leaned back. She wore a small floral skirt with her hair tied up. She looked better than before. With the corners of her eyes bent, she had a good time.
Old Mrs. Chen limped forward and looked at the baby in her arms, "I look so good, and this little nose and mouth are beautiful."
"Like her dad." Feng Qiaolan arranged her daughter's clothes, curling her mouth back.
"Yes, yes, like her dad, Ji Huai looks more handsome than the men in the village." Mrs. Chen told the truth.
Aunt Zhang doesn’t recognize her. She thinks her son is the most handsome, but she can’t say that when she squeezed forward to look at it, she first exaggerated, and then said,
It’s okay for a girl. boy."
Feng Qiaolan is also deeply influenced by the patriarchal thought, and she really can’t help Feng Dafeng a lot, she can’t do hard work at home like a boy, she has been struggling with this problem, she has also talked to Ji Huai, and she acquiesces in her heart. Will give birth in the future.
Not to mention having a girl, even if a boy is born, the people in the village will continue to give birth. Feng's mother did not give birth because she injured her body and couldn't regenerate.
I remember at the time he frowned and said, "This one hasn't grown up, so you are thinking about the next one? You will have to study in the future, how can you have time? In the future, we will not rely on physical strength to make a living, and there is no need to entangle boys and girls."
She thinks she can't just give birth to one, right?
He really said: "What's wrong with having one? No one understands it. Isn't it a crime to be born? It hurts your body a lot. Don't think about it so much. If you want to be born, you will be born. If you don't want to be born, you will not be born.
Thinking of what he said, Feng Qiaolan smiled, her tone relaxed and casual, "Besides, she is still young."
Others give birth to girls with sad faces, and some people feel sorry for themselves. Everyone didn't expect her to be in this state. Aunt Zhang didn't say anything when she saw no benefit.
Old Mrs. Chen asked, "Have you married a name? I heard your mother said it was Tongtong?"
Feng Qiaolan: "The nickname is Tongtong, and the big name is Feng Jia."
"Feng?" Everyone realized something was wrong.
"Feng, follow us Xiaolan." Mother Feng squeezed over, her tone of pride and pride in her voice, "Ji Huai said that our family's last name sounds good, so I let the child and Xiaolan's last name, but Dafeng and I refused to accept it. , He didn't think it mattered, so he followed our last name."
When she said this, everyone present was shocked.
This naming right is the most important thing. Many people have traditions in their bones. If they don't share his surname, they will be upset and even feel that it is not his family.
This season Huai not only entered the Feng family, but also let the child follow the Feng family name, which was really shocking.
You said he was not capable, but he was able to enter the university, and he was not going to give birth to accompany Feng Qiaolan. Didn’t you have the ability to enter the university? The educated youths in the village cut their heads to make a university.
Soon someone noticed that there was milk powder on the table, and when she asked, Mother Feng explained, "Xiao Lan has no milk, so Ji Huai can only buy milk powder for her children. It's too much trouble, and milk powder is not easy to buy."
"Milk powder is not cheap." Aunt Zhang raised suspiciously and asked deliberately.
"Yeah, it's not cheap. Now Ji Huai writes manuscripts, and they send him the manuscript fee, and all the money he earns is spent on the children." Feng Tonghui was very worried.
In fact, it's still a little bragging.
Everyone used to joke that Ji Huai had no abilities and said anything unpleasant, such as eating soft food, reading a book is useless, being lazy and relying on their family to raise him, Feng Qiaolan was blind.
She wants to let the villagers know that reading is useful and making money is much easier than digging.
Sure enough, everyone was shocked. Even if you don't know the specific price of milk powder, you also know that it must be a lot of money. Who in the village drinks milk powder?
This thing is probably a few dollars a bottle, and the girl born to Feng Qiaolan is really expensive.
Aunt Zhang also shut up, staring at the bottle of milk powder, wishing to poke a hole.
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