Chapter 569
Chen Ying's father was beheaded, and she had to keep mourning for three years. After giving birth, it was impossible to marry Mo Qingfeng immediately.

After all, it is the rules and etiquette, which stumped Mrs. Lu.

The death of a loved one, wronged and wronged, is a devastating blow to everyone.

Mrs. Lu understood Chen Ying's difficulties, so she wrote to Mo Qingfeng, asking him to take on the responsibilities of a man, and never give up.

After finishing the matter at hand, Mrs. Lu rushed to the Northland in person to accompany Chen Ying to wait for the delivery. She was afraid that Chen Ying herself would follow Mo Qingfeng without a name, and would think wildly.

I have to say that my mother is still very open-minded.

This era is unfair to women. If it is someone else's wife, everything must be pushed on the woman.

Chen Guogong's mansion fell, and Chen Ying was not only useless, but also a burden to the Mo family.

There is no matchmaker, the Mo family can completely deny it, at most take the child away and raise it, and give Chen Ying the status of a concubine.

The Lu family did not do this. She recognized Chen Ying as her daughter-in-law and expressed her position.

When Mo Yan received the letter, she breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that her parents were different from ordinary people.

The back mountain in autumn is rich in produce.

After the busy season, the villagers are idle, following the herb pickers into the mountains, gathering herbs, hunting, picking wild fruits, and dried fruits such as pecans.

Mo Yan's backyard is on a high terrain, and at the foot of the mountain, she can see the scenery of the back mountain when she opens the window.

In order to prevent mosquitoes from entering, the windows are covered with black screens.

The two little buns have been very active recently, and they are not satisfied with being in the shaker. The mother-in-law has experience, so she found a large soft cushion.

The baby and the baby were hugged on the mat, and they immediately laughed happily. The two brothers competed to see who could climb faster.

On the tenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, Dr. Zhu, who had returned with a full load, hired a team of bodyguards to escort a few cars of dowry gifts, and brought Fatty back to Fuyang.

Mo Yan also gave a generous gift to celebrate the great joy of Master and Fat Ya.

When people leave, the family always feels that something is missing.

The first ones who felt uncomfortable were the uncle and the third aunt. They were even busier to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Grandpa and grandma went to the town together with old people from the same village to visit their cousin Mo Yu and brought back a large piece of pork hind leg.

Mo Yan would not be able to finish eating in a while, so Mo Yan suggested stuffing sausages, then using pine branches to smoke and roast them, then slice them and stir-fry them.

Mo Yan often looks at the direction of the back mountain in a daze alone, and is not used to the days without the company of the emperor.

I met him at the age of 12, and married him at the age of 15. During the three years in between, the two of us rarely separated for such a long time.

In the blink of an eye, Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of reunion, and Mo Yan will subconsciously avoid it.

She didn't like this feeling of panic, so she had to keep herself busier, from morning to night, she didn't dare to have a moment of leisure.

Little cousin Mo Qingshuang's school is closed. He has breakfast every day, reviews books, and then plays games with the two little buns.

Mo Qingshuang is soft-tempered and extremely patient. Sometimes he holds a book and tells stories to the twins, no matter whether the baby and the baby can understand or not, he speaks very seriously.

In autumn, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and the children in the village have headaches and fever, and the family members use medicines collected from the mountains to make water.

The villagers in Kaoshan Village understand pharmacology and some local prescriptions.

Mo Yan wanted to accumulate experience, but found it was not so easy.

The widow Mrs. Zhang has lingering fears about Soi Ying, so she takes advantage of the situation and stays at Mo's house.

Little Fulu is obedient and sensible, a little timid, and with Mo Qingshuang every day, he gradually smiles.

For such a transformation, Mrs. Zhang is happy to see the results, and is grateful to the Mo family in her heart. She can only repay with actions and never slackens in work.

On August [-]th, Mu Bai and Luo He rushed to Kaoshan Village.

The two were holding Xiangxiang and were about to knock on the door when Mo Yan just came out and was taken aback when she saw them.

"Yan Yan, you're still a supporter of Yingchuan. I haven't seen you for a few months, and your complexion looks even better."

Mu Bai was wearing a long silver-gray robe, his eyes were starry, while Luo He was a little bird, and the husband and wife snuggled up together.

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, she never gave a good face to those who openly showed affection in front of her.

"We're here for the reunion dinner."

Luo He looked at Mo Yan with a smile. In the village, Mo Yan was very low-key, wearing a long lake blue dress, with a tasseled silver hairpin on her head, with a plain face but a natural and pure beauty.

On the way, Mu Bai and Luo He discussed, they had experienced a long separation, described as haggard, they can best understand Mo Yan's feelings now.

After discussing with each other, the husband and wife decided to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in Yingchuan, brazenly followed the excitement, and comforted their friends by the way.

"Xiangxiang give me a hug, come in."

After Mo Yan took Xiangxiang, she found that Xiao Baozi yawned and was not very energetic.

"Xiangxiang doesn't seem to like drinking milk recently. She doesn't like the milk she bought."

Luo He sighed disappointedly, looked down at his chest and blushed.

After Xiangxiang was six months old, she had no milk, and she kept drinking tonifying soup to promote lactation, but it didn't work.

Mu Bai had no choice but to find someone to buy a milking cow, heat it after milking, after two months of fragrant drinking, he lost interest, the couple went to the medical clinic to see it, but the doctor couldn't explain why.

In Dai Viet, pediatrics has not yet formed a specialized field, and it is a very long process from birth to adulthood.

Many traditional Chinese medicines have serious side effects, and the baby can't bear it. Parents are used to giving them cheap names, hoping that the baby will grow up safely.

Mo Yan asked a few questions, and found that the couple had no experience, and the woman they hired didn't know how to raise children at all, and it was still the same old way.

Eight-month-old buns should be properly supplemented with complementary food to prepare for weaning.

Feeding can exercise chewing and swallowing skills.

I always use milk, it is fragrant and greasy, and I have a rebellious psychology.

"I also fed rice cereal and minced fish."

Luo He weakly continued, she is really not a qualified mother, she should have learned from Mo Yan if she knew it earlier.

According to modern medicine, Xiangxiang lacks a series of vitamins and trace elements, which causes the reduction of taste function and gastric mucosal digestion function.

"I came here in a hurry this time, and I didn't say hello in advance. It won't cause trouble, right?"

Mu Bai asked the coachman to unload the gifts on the carriage, fine silk, wine, air-dried chicken and duck, candied fruit, and several kinds of Fuyang special pastries.

The couple hurried on their way, buying in a hurry along the way to avoid the embarrassment of coming home empty-handed.

"If there is any trouble, stay at ease."

Grandpa and grandma like to be lively when they are old. There are five large yards in the family. With so many people living in it, it still looks empty.

There is still a spare guest house, Mo Yan ordered the woman beside her to clean it up, scrub it clean, and put Xiangxiang's favorite flowers and plants on it.

Mu Bai and Luo He carried the bed curtains and quilts with them, so they didn't need to prepare them here.

(End of this chapter)

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