Qing Yan coughed lightly, Qiu Henian came to his senses and helped him pull up the waistband of his trousers and put down the hem of his clothes.
There was silence between the two for a while, and Qiu Henian coughed and said, "Then I'll go back to the shop."
After saying that, he was about to walk towards the door of the room. Qingyan called him softly on the bed, "Nian of the Crane!"
Qiu Henian stopped, turned back to the bed, and looked at him.
Qingyan was wearing a turban, her head lowered, and her voice was so low that you had to listen carefully to hear it.
He said: "Wait a little longer, after the confinement period..."
Before he finished speaking, Qiu Henian had already understood.
Two people, one looking east and the other looking west.
The room was quiet for a while, then Qiu Henian suddenly said "hmm" and turned around and left.
Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and smiled.
...
Ever since Qingyan said, "It'll be fine after the confinement period," whenever the couple's eyes met, they would look like sparks or hooks growing, and they would look at each other wordlessly for a while.
From the five or six days after Xiaodouzi was born, Qingyan no longer needed anyone at night. In order to let him have a good rest, Qiu Henian always took the child to the next door to sleep with him at night.
Qiu Henian had to go to the shop during the day, and there was a high probability that Aunt Li would be there when he came back.
There were only a family of three left at home at night, and Xiaodouzi was most awake during the period before going to bed, and would happily play with his hands and feet for a long time.
The couple hadn't talked or been intimate together for a while, and even kissing was only a fleeting taste, which was really torture for a man of this age.
Therefore, before the baby is about to be one month old, the husband and wife are almost secretly counting down the days.
...
Xiaodouzi's full-moon wine was not a big deal, so he set up three tables at home.
In addition to these people at home, there are the entire Old Liu family, the village chief's family, Xiaozhuang and his parents, and Feng Laosan and Feng Yin who helped Qingyan drive the carriage.
Aunt Li and Qiuniang helped prepare the dishes. Qiu Henian went to the town to buy some cooked food and pastries, and also picked out some jars of good wine.
Qingyan sat at the table for a while with her child in her arms, and toasted with tea instead of wine.
The village chief asked the child what his name was, and Qingyan replied: "He came out at dawn. When it dawned that day, the sky was very blue. He Nian gave him the nickname Qiu Xiaoqing. His nickname was originally Xiaodouzi. Aunt Li I added a word, called Jindou."
The village chief touched his palms and smiled and said: "But the mountains are long in the distance, the clouds are chaotic, and the mountains are green at dawn. What a good name, and the nickname Jindou is also nice!"
During the dinner, everyone was talking, laughing, and teasing the children. Everyone was very happy.
Qingyan ate for a while. Xiaodouzi got hungry and started to fuss again, so he went back to the back room.
Aunt Li followed him and helped him feed the child.
After that, she took out an exquisite and beautiful longevity lock from her arms and placed it on the child.
Qingyan looked up at her and said hurriedly: "Auntie, I rely on you to take care of me these days, how can I let you spend money!"
Aunt Li said: "Your child is good at everything, but you just talk to me sometimes. Logically speaking, your mother should have prepared this silver lock, but she passed away early and your stepmother had no hope at all, so I gave it to the child." The baby is ready, our little baby has to be cared for, right?"
Qingyan blinked, his eye circles a little red.
No matter in his world or here, he has no elder relationship, but Aunt Li makes up for his regret.
Seeing that he was about to cry, Aunt Li hurriedly said: "But you must not shed tears. The confinement period has just begun, and it is wrong to shed tears. The older man will complain about me if he sees it."
Qingyan smiled again, "He doesn't know how."
Just as he was talking about this man, Qiu Henian opened the door and took a look. Seeing that Jin Dou was not sleeping, he came in with relief and said, "My child, I saw that you didn't eat much just now. Go and eat some more." ."
Aunt Li looked at Qingyan with a smile and said, "Da Lang is a caring person."
Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled, and glanced at Qiu Henian. Their eyes were locked together again. It wasn't until Aunt Li next to her smiled and coughed that they separated their eyes. Qingyan felt a little embarrassed and tidied her clothes, then went next door with Aunt Li to eat.
At night, when there were three people left in the house, the house became quiet.
Xiao Jindou continued to practice his hands and feet on the bed. Qiu Henian tidied up the outer room, went into the inner room, washed his hands, and sat by the bed.
He looked at his happily playing children for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Qing Yan sitting on the bed.
Qingyan tugged on his clothes and asked, "Did you boil the water?"
Qiu Henian's eyes were filled with rippling water, and he said "hmm".
Qingyan lowered his head and said "hmm".
But after the water was boiled, the bucket was cleaned, and the water temperature was adjusted, Little Jindou began to squeak. Qingyan put her fingertips tentatively next to his small mouth, and tried to turn the corners of his mouth there.
He was hungry. Seeing this, Qiu Henian got up and went to get the hot milk in the pot.
While breastfeeding, Qingyan said with emotion: "This child is getting better and better at eating."
Qiu Henian finished feeding half a bowl of milk, and then Xiao Jindou felt satisfied, and she didn't even murmur when the spoon was taken away.
After drinking the milk, he still had to burp him. Qiu Henian picked him up and let his little head lie on his shoulder, patting his back and pacing back and forth.
Qingyan knew that it was time for Xiao Jindou to go to bed after burping, so she didn't dare to move on the bed for fear of waking him up again.
After walking back and forth like this for a while, Xiao Jindou's eyes blinked several times, and finally they were too sleepy and closed them.
Qiu Henian hugged him and spun him around a few more times before returning to the bed. Qingyan hurriedly lifted the quilt, spread out the thin pillow made of soft cloth, and placed Little Jindou comfortably on it.
The child finally fell asleep, but the water in the bucket was half cold.
Qingyan asked in a low voice: "Would you like to boil some more water and add it in?"
Qiu Henian looked at the closed bed tent, and then at the bucket in front of him. He was afraid that Little Jindou would wake up later, so he showed a rare hesitant look and said, "There is still some hot water in the pot, so I'd better use a basin to scrub it." ?"
Qingyan bit her lip and agreed with a "hmm" sound.
Qiu Henian went to make arrangements, and soon he brought the hot water to the next room.
Qingyan was also afraid that the child would wake up suddenly, so he lowered his head and followed him quickly.
When he arrived at the house, Qingyan untied the ties on his clothes and the gauze on his waist and abdomen that Aunt Li had taught him to wrap to help with recovery.
Qiu Henian watched for a while, then walked behind him and raised his hand to help him untie the tightly wrapped gauze in circles until his belly was completely exposed.
The stretched belly that troubled Qingyan before has become much smoother. He is young, has good skin elasticity, and recovers quickly.
Qiu Henian reached behind him and gently rubbed his belly a few times. Qingyan turned his head and Qiu Henian lowered his head and kissed him.
Their lips and tongues intertwined for a while, and then they scrubbed briefly and quickly before the water got cold again.
Qiu Henian had lived in this house for a while, and the beds were all made.
The two came to the bed, and Qing Yan lay down. Qiu Henian half-knelt on the mattress, reached out and touched the exposed piece of silk, and gently pulled it out. Qing Yan couldn't help but tilt his head back.
With a ding sound, the jade pestle was placed on the table nearby.
The next moment, Qiu Henian couldn't bear it anymore and sent himself in.