I am Fugui

Chapter 51
Chen Jiaming walked out happily, wiped his nose on his sleeve, raised his head and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you here to find me to hunt pheasants?"

Xu Fugui asked back: "Your father promised to let you go out?"

Chen Jiaming shook his head in disappointment, looked at the cloth shoes in his hand, "Brother-in-law, you are here to find my sister, I'll take you there."

The servants at the side were confused: "Young master, the master ordered him not to let him in."

Chen Jiaming squinted at him, "What's your name?"

"Master, my name is Huang Fa."

"Yellow hair, right? Do you still want to do it here?"

Huang Fa said bitterly: "Young master, I don't tell the master it's fine, just pretend you didn't see it."

Chen Jiaming nodded in satisfaction, took out a silver dollar from his pocket, and flicked it in the air, "You are rewarded."

Huang Fa happily caught it, bent down and bowed, "Thank you, young master."

"Brother-in-law, let's go, you haven't met Youqing yet, you look so good, my sister said she looks very much like you."

"Jiaming, these are cloth shoes made for you by your mother-in-law. Take them back to see if they fit well. They are stuffed with cotton and they are very warm." Xu Fugui handed him a pair of cloth shoes.

"My mother-in-law also made cloth shoes for me? There are patterns on them. My mother-in-law is really nice, but unfortunately I forgot what she looks like."

Chen Jiaming led him into the mansion, walked through two courtyards, and came to the east wing.

"father!"

Fengxia was flying a kite, and when she saw him, she threw the kite in her hand, and ran over excitedly with her hands open.

Xu Fugui scooped her up with both hands, lifted her high, and pressed her face against her face, it was cold.

"Hehe, Dad, your beard is so prickly and itchy." Fengxia smiled happily.

"Father forgot to shave."

"Father, come and see my younger brother, he looks ugly and wrinkled, he doesn't look like me at all." Fengxia pointed to the inside of the wing room.

Jiazhen heard the movement, opened the door of the wing room, leaned on the door frame and looked at him with a smile.

She was wearing a white brocade robe, a scarf around her neck, and a sheepskin hat on her head. Her face was a little pale, and her big belly turned into a flat belly.

"Jiazhen, go in quickly, you're in confinement, you can't blow the wind."

Xu Fugui walked in with Fengxia in his arms, and quickly closed the wooden door. There was a brazier burning in the room, which was much warmer than outside.

"You still know to come to see me?" Jiazhen complained, she sent someone to notify her the day after she gave birth, but it turned out that this doggy man only came to see her now.

Xu Fugui chuckled, "I came here before, but I ran into our father, left my things and left."

Jiazhen blinked, she didn't know about this, and asked concerned: "You didn't quarrel with my father, did you?"

"No, I also chatted with him a few words."

Jiazhen gave a slight pooh, and said with a smile: "I believe you are the one to blame, my father won't talk to you."

Xu Fugui put the cloth shoes in his hand on the table, walked to the edge of the bed and bent over to have a look. There was a wrinkled baby sleeping peacefully inside. His eyebrows were very similar to him, as if carved out of the same mold.

"Hehe, this brat really looks like me."

"Whose father scolded the child the first time he saw it? Be careful that he doesn't get close to you in the future." Jiazhen said softly.

Saying that, she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt for Youqing, which woke Youqing up, opened her eyes, and looked around.

After seeing Xu Fugui, his little mouth deflated, and he burst into tears immediately.

Jiazhen hurriedly picked her up and comforted her softly, Xu Fugui laughed, Youqing didn't want to see him since he was born, and cried when he saw him the first time.

"You carry it on your back." Jiazhen whispered.

"Huh? Oh." He turned around honestly.

Jiazhen unbuttoned her clothes, started to breastfeed with ease, and stopped crying after a while, but Xu Fugui's mouth was a little dry.

After feeding, Xu Fugui asked, "Jiazhen, when are you coming back? I'll be ready to pick you up."

"Come back on the first day of the new year, my father wants me to celebrate the New Year at home."

"Okay, then I'll pick you up on the first day of junior high school."

"Isn't Chu's family hanging paper to visit the grave? If you don't have time, you won't use it. I'll come back in a sedan chair."

"It's okay, hanging paper to sweep the tomb is not as important as you and the children, anyway, those ancestors of the Xu family don't want to see me."

Jiazhen smiled, showing a row of neat and white teeth, and shook the child in her arms, "Youqing, you can't be so absurd like your father."

"Father, did grandma make these cloth shoes for us?" Fengxia picked up the cloth shoes on the table and asked.

Xu Fugui nodded, "By the way, Jiazhen, the biggest pair is for our father, let him know when he comes back."

Jiazhen nodded lightly, "Let mother rest more, we have shoes to wear, don't worry about whether you are not tired from sewing, your eyes will be sore after half a day."

"I told you, but my mother promised well, and she is still busy every day without touching the ground."

Jiazhen pursed her lips, and handed Youqing over, "You hug your son too, will you? Hold your buttocks with your right hand, and your head and neck with your left hand."

Xu Fugui really doesn't know how to hold children. In his previous life, when Fengxia and Youqing were one or two years old and needed someone to hold them, he wasn't at home.

Under Jiazhen's guidance, he carefully held Youqing in his arms, for fear of hurting him.

A newborn baby is so small that it can be held in two palms, as if it has no weight at all.

Squinting his eyes to look at the child in his arms, a feeling of blood thicker than water flooded his body, making his eyes a little sour.

In the previous life, Youqing suffered too much. Not only did he not enjoy any blessings, but he was also beaten to death by blood drawn by unscrupulous doctors.

Youqing, in this life, you should grow up well and happily.

"Father, why are your eyes red?" Feng Xia was very careful.

Xu Fugui blinked his eyes, grinned and said: "This fire makes Dad's eyes sore, okay, Fengxia, it's time for Dad to go back, your grandpa is still waiting outside."

"Father is outside too? Why don't you bring dad in with you? Really."

Jiazhen looked at him reproachfully, turned around and was about to go out.

Xu Fugui hurriedly pulled her, "Father said he has no face to come in, you don't know that he is old-fashioned, let him go, you are confinement, don't go out to catch the cold."

"It's not the first time confinement, how can I be so delicate."

Xu Fugui talked nonsense, and then let Jiazhen sit back.

Before leaving, Xu Fugui quietly took out a bamboo dragonfly from the space and handed it to Fengxia. Fengxia happily took it and ran to the yard to play.

Bamboo dragonflies are all made of bamboo, coupled with a string, they can fly with a strong pull. It is almost a favorite toy for children. Unfortunately, there are not many people who know how to make bamboo dragonflies.

"Jiazhen, I'll be leaving first, and I'll come see you in two days."

"Fugui, wait."

Jiazhen called the midwife who came to take care of her, and asked her to pack a lot of dishes in the kitchen, and asked him to take them all back.
(End of this chapter)