Chapter 77
"Oh, Mingxia is here!"
Seeing Meng Mingxia, Bai Fengyao stood up, walked up and patted his shoulder.
Meng Mingxia put down his luggage, smiled generously, and greeted several elders, "Uncle Bai, Uncle Feng, Hello Brother Jiang."
As he spoke, he turned sideways to introduce Song Nan. Song Nan had short hair and a neat military uniform. He looked heroic and very capable.
"Hello uncles, hello Brother Jiang!"
"Hello!" Jiang Peiran smiled and greeted Song Nan.
Bai Fengyao looked at Song Nan and smiled, "You are the daughter of Commander Song, right?"
Song Nan waved her hands and said indifferently, "What's the big deal? I'm just a soldier. Uncle Bai, don't tease me."
Bai Fengyao smiled heartily, "Okay, don't stand at the door. Come in and take a rest. The road is bumpy, right?"
"Fortunately, the road has been paved a lot recently, much better than last time."
Pei Xingzhi came out and took the gift from Su Xuan, "I told you to come directly, why are you bringing things?"
Su Xuan smiled, "I brought this. The captain asked me to bring this little wooden horse. The captain is busy with official business, so he won't come. Let me say congratulations to Pei Gong and you."
Leng Han?
Pei Xingzhi's eyes flickered, and he took it calmly, pursing his lips and smiling, "Thank Captain Leng for me later, I'm sorry for his trouble."
Inside the room, Meng Wanqiu heard the noise outside, and immediately ran outside. Seeing Meng Mingxia, he shouted in surprise, "Second brother!"
"Ah!" Meng Mingxia also saw his sister, responded loudly, and then opened his arms.
Meng Wanqiu smiled and threw herself on Meng Mingxia, who held her firmly, hugged Meng Wanqiu and turned around twice, and a crisp laugh rang in the air.
Others looked at it and couldn't help but curl their lips. The relationship between the two siblings is really good.
It's rare that a brother still treats his sister as a child after his sister gets married and has children.
After the celebration ceremony for the two siblings to meet, Meng Wanqiu looked at Song Nan and Su Xuan and said happily: "Sister Nan, you are here!"
Song Nan raised his hand and gave Meng Wanqiu a big hug, "My goddaughter is born, how can I not come?"
Song Nan is very tall, 1.73 meters tall, and Meng Wanqiu looks very petite in her arms.
Meng Wanqiu was hugged by Song Nan and felt that she could not breathe. It was her second brother Meng Mingxia who found her and rescued her from Song Nan's arms.
"Hurry up, take me to see my goddaughter?" Song Nan pulled Meng Wanqiu inside.
Meng Mingxia followed him in.
Meng Wanqiu looked back at Pei Xingzhi, who smiled and nodded, and Meng Wanqiu went in at ease.
This means that you can leave other things to him without worry.
Meng Mingxia and Song Nan greeted the elder sister Gao first, and then went to see the sleeping little girl.
The temperature was very high now, and the little girl was wearing a one-piece suit that her father changed for her this morning. Her body was not even as big as Meng Mingxia's two palms, and she was a small ball.
"She is really so small!" Song Nan did not dare to hug her, and her mouth was wide open. Seeing the little girl sleeping, she even lowered her voice.
One of her little hands was placed on her ear, and the other on her chest. Her two short legs, one pressed on the other, looked like they were sitting cross-legged.
Meng Mingxia raised the corner of her mouth and whispered, "So wild, little guy!"
Although she said so, her doting eyes almost melted.
Meng Wanqiu smiled softly, straightened the little boy's rolled-up collar, and said to Meng Mingxia: "She has a bad temper. She will make a fuss if she is not comfortable at all. She is more noisy than Xiaodong when she was a child."
Don't think Meng Fengdong is very sensible now. After Li Lanxiang gave birth to him, she didn't even do any confinement. She started working in the fields and usually just fed him.
Usually, he was left to Grandma Meng to take care of him. Grandma Meng was older, so most of the time, it was his brothers and sisters who helped take care of him. Meng Fengdong was also a naughty boy when he was a child and was often beaten by Meng Mingxia.
Maybe he slept for a long time, and one posture was a little uncomfortable. His little eyebrows were wrinkled, his mouth was pouting, and the flesh on his cheeks was bulging, like a glutinous rice dumpling.
"Is he going to wake up?" Meng Mingxia turned his head and asked Meng Wanqiu.
Meng Wanqiu nodded, "I'll go make her some milk, or she'll start crying again."
While Meng Wanqiu was making the milk powder, the little guy woke up.
The curled eyelashes trembled, and after a moment they opened, revealing a pair of eyes as clear as black gemstones.
"Ah, she's awake!" Jiying was a little flustered, and looked at Sister Gao for help. There was no way, because among the group of people, only Sister Gao had given birth to a child.
Sister Gao waved her hands and comforted him, "It's okay, isn't she crying yet?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Sister Gao was slapped in the face.
The kid tilted his head and looked around. His bright eyes rolled around. He didn't find anyone familiar. His eyes quickly became wet and his mouth twitched. "Ah, wow, wow, wow..."
People didn't react yet. They were still immersed in the cuteness of the kid. The next second, the kid suddenly burst into tears.
Jiying panicked and quickly handed the child to Sister Gao. Sister Gao took the kid and held him in her arms to coax him. But the kid didn't give him any face and continued to cry.
When Meng Mingxia heard the little boy crying, her heart felt like it was being stabbed by needles. She observed Sister Gao's posture and couldn't help but said, "Sister, let me try."
"You? Can you do it?" Song Nan widened her eyes and looked at Meng Mingxia with a questioning tone.
"Don't underestimate me. Back then, Xiaowan and my brother were raised by me and my elder brother." Meng Mingxia raised his eyebrows. He was no novice in raising children.
"Okay, come on! I haven't taken care of a child for many years?" Sister Gao handed the little boy to Meng Mingxia as if she was throwing away a hot potato.
Meng Mingxia let the kid lie in his broad arms and coaxed him softly, "Why are you crying? You want mommy? Mommy is going to make milk for you. It's the same if your uncle holds you. Um, do you know your uncle, kid?"
When Xixi heard this strange voice, her dark eyes widened, and her crying gradually stopped. Crystal clear tears hung on her eyelashes, which was so pitiful.
"Oh, hahaha, you know your uncle." Seeing the kid giving her face, Meng Mingxia couldn't help laughing.
The first time she saw the kid, Meng Mingxia's heart softened unbelievably.
The little girl looks a lot like Meng Wanqiu, except for her nose and ears that look like Pei Xingzhi, the rest is just like Meng Wanqiu. This is his little niece, the child his sister desperately gave birth to, how can he not love her.
Xixi stopped crying completely, stretched out her lotus-like little hands, and waved them in the air, as if she wanted to touch her uncle's face.
"Amazing, how did you do it?" Song Nan widened his eyes and looked at Meng Mingxia in disbelief.
Sister Gao also found it magical. After thinking for a while, she propped up her chin and said, "Blood relations are really amazing!"
Meng Mingxia smiled and lowered her head. She held the little guy higher and put his hand on her face. She said with a tone that was difficult to conceal her pride, "I am the little guy's uncle. Of course she will kiss me."
As she spoke, she kissed the little guy's pink hand several times, making a "pa pa" sound.
The little guy was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed like a silver bell, revealing his toothless gums. The little guy waved his hands happily, and his whole body was filled with a cheerful breath.
Seeing the cute appearance of the little guy, everyone couldn't help laughing.
Meng Wanqiu came in with a bottle of milk and saw the little guy in Meng Mingxia's arms. She was surprised and asked, "I just heard the little guy crying. Did you coax him down?"
Meng Mingxia held the little guy in the room and rocked him gently. Without raising his head, he answered, "Our little baby will not cry when he knows his uncle. Isn't that right, our Xixi baby?"
In the back, Meng Mingxia rubbed his nose against the little guy's nose and asked her opinion with a smile.
"Ah hehe--" The little guy was so happy that his whole body was shaking, and his laughter as clear as a silver bell was heard outside the house.
The elders couldn't help but smile with affection.
Seeing Meng Mingxia's proud look, Meng Wanqiu couldn't help but curl her lips, a little jealous.
"Here, for you. You two have a good relationship, so you can feed her." Meng Wanqiu handed the bottle to Meng Mingxia.
Meng Mingxia took the small bottle that was not even as big as his palm, and the milky white liquid inside was still swaying, "This is not enough for our little girl to eat?"
Meng Wanqiu rolled her eyes, "She eats much more than children of the same age. Six or seven meals a day, don't worry, I'm her biological mother, I can still starve her."
"That's good, being able to eat is a blessing. You ate a lot when you were a child." Meng Mingxia put the pacifier in the little guy's mouth, and the little guy opened his mouth automatically, held the pacifier, and sucked it with his mouth moving, without even looking at his mother.
Meng Wanqiu went over and watched the little guy drinking milk. The flesh on both sides of his face bulged, and his eyes rolled around. When he saw Meng Wanqiu beside him, the corners of his mouth actually curved up.
Meng Wanqiu was soft-hearted, but still said, "What are you looking at? Eat your meal quickly. Mom will also have to eat later. I will make you cry!"
Meng Mingxia glanced at her and said lightly, "You are promising."
Meng Wanqiu snorted and turned around to talk to Song Nan and others.
Not long after, they started eating.
Pei Xingzhi walked in and saw Meng Mingxia holding the little girl, so he laughed, "Second brother, you go eat first, I'll hold her."
Meng Mingxia shook his head, "It's okay, you guys eat first, I'll hold the little girl too."
Meng Wanqiu next to him laughed, "Second brother, even if you want to hold her, you have to see if the person in question agrees?"
Meng Mingxia didn't understand, looked down, and laughed angrily.
The little girl stretched out her little fleshy hand at this moment, and the object was indeed Pei Xingzhi, and she was still shouting.
Seeing that Meng Mingxia didn't respond, her little eyebrows wrinkled, and her mouth pouted unhappily, as if asking her uncle to move faster.
There is no way, the little guy only wants his father at this moment. Meng Mingxia tapped her little nose unhappily and said sadly: "Just like your mother, both are little conscienceless."
Meng Wanqiu sighed and felt very speechless about sitting and lying down.
Pei Xingzhi took over the baby daughter, and did not forget to rub his wife's head, and said lovingly: "Hurry up and eat, all the dishes you like to eat."
Meng Wanqiu smiled sweetly, stood up happily, put her hand on Pei Xingzhi's neck, and kissed him on the face, "I will come to replace you after I finish eating."
Meng Mingxia:...
I can't bear to watch it, so I can only leave angrily, and cursed in my heart, it is really a conscienceless girl.
Forget your brother when you have a partner.
At the full-month banquet for Xiaojia, many elders and friends came to visit her and brought many gifts. Dinner started at one or two o'clock and lasted until the afternoon, when everyone started to leave one after another.
Like Su Xuan, Meng Mingxia and Song Nan, they all took time off to come and left in the evening.
Before leaving, Meng Mingxia pulled Meng Wanqiu aside and rubbed her sister's head distressedly, "When you gave birth to Xiaojia, did it hurt?"
Although she liked Xiaojia very much, Meng Mingxia still felt more distressed for her sister who had been in pain since she was a child.
It is said that giving birth to a child is no less than walking through the gates of hell. Meng Mingxia did not dare to ask Meng Wanqiu what she had experienced.
Meng Wanqiu was pulled aside mysteriously by Meng Mingxia. She thought he had something to tell her, but she didn't expect that he was talking about this.
Meng Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes turned red. A sour feeling from her chest blocked her throat, and she couldn't swallow it or spit it out.
It hurts, it hurts a lot.
Even with the experience of her previous life, the pain of giving birth is still at the top of the list.
She thought she could bear it, but when her brother asked her, she couldn't hold back the grievance in her heart.
Meng Mingxia sighed, held his grown-up sister in his arms, and comforted her softly: "Our Xiaowan has suffered a lot. I will send you some delicious food to reward you later. Can you please?"
Meng Wanqiu choked and answered, "A lot."
"Yeah, a lot."
After a while, Meng Wanqiu wiped her tears. Meng Mingxia was wearing a military uniform, so she didn't want to get it dirty.
"Brother, what are you going to do next time?"
Meng Mingxia took out a pair of silver bracelets from his chest pocket and put them in Meng Wanqiu's pocket. "This is for the little guy. Next time, I can't come recently because I have a mission."
Meng Wanqiu understood. Meng Mingxia didn't say much, saying that this mission was very dangerous. You can imagine how it feels to watch your family face danger.
With chest tightness and throat pain, Meng Wanqiu took a deep breath, "I know, second brother, remember to take the medicine I gave you."
Meng Mingxia smiled and comforted her sister, "Don't worry, I've got them all. The old Taoist priest told me last time that I would live a hundred years."
Meng Wanqiu bit her lip, "They said you would live a hundred years, but they didn't say you wouldn't get hurt."
Hearing this, Meng Mingxia scratched her head.
Seeing her second brother like this, Meng Wanqiu sighed helplessly, "Anyway, be careful and protect yourself."
Meng Mingxia nodded, not wanting to continue the topic, and changed the subject, "I have a holiday this year during the Chinese New Year, and we'll go home together then."
"Really? How long?" Meng Wanqiu widened her eyes and her voice suddenly rose.
You know, Meng Mingxia hasn't been home for four or five years.
"Half a month."
"Ha, only half a month." Meng Wanqiu couldn't help but fall down, and couldn't help but complain in her heart. She hadn't had a holiday for several years, and finally had one, but it was only half a month.
No wonder it's said that being a soldier is hard.
After sending Meng Mingxia and others away, the tall sisters who lived nearby helped the couple clean up the mess. Meng Wanqiu prepared some snacks in advance to thank everyone.
After everyone left, Meng Wanqiu pulled the bamboo recliner out of the study and put it in the yard.
After going up, the cool feeling spread to her skin. Meng Wanqiu couldn't help but moan comfortably, picked up the cattail leaf fan next to her and fanned herself leisurely.
Pei Xingzhi was sitting next to her, still holding the boy in his arms. Seeing Meng Wanqiu's appearance, he laughed.
Meng Wanqiu turned her head and saw Pei Xingzhi, and also laughed foolishly.
The little girl didn't understand. She couldn't raise her head yet. She could only move her eyes, tilt her neck, look up at her father, and cry.
But now, the little baby has also become a light bulb.
Meng Wanqiu stretched out her hand from the side of the recliner, and Pei Xingzhi grasped it with understanding. Their body temperatures converged, their breaths intertwined, and Meng Wanqiu smiled with her lips pursed.
"Are you warm holding her?" Meng Wanqiu turned over, lazily lying on the recliner, and asked Pei Xingzhi with her head tilted.
The little girl was like a small stove, and it was a hot day, so you can imagine how she felt.
Pei Xingzhi shook his head, "Fortunately, it's not that hot at night."
That means it's hot during the day.
Meng Wanqiu pouted, "You're just used to it."
During the day, as long as Pei Xingzhi is there, the little girl doesn't want anyone else, and must be held by him.
Pei Xingzhi looked down at the little girl and explained, "It's just today. I usually have to go to work, so I can only take her at night."
"Humph, you don't treat me like this." Meng Wanqiu lay on his arm, mumbling softly.
"What?" Pei Xingzhi didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." Meng Wanqiu denied it flatly.
Competing with her daughter for favor, Meng Wanqiu still had to have some dignity, so of course she couldn't admit it.