Chang’an Peasant Girl

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The milk is human milk, which is squeezed by the wet nurse. An Jing's first child and four sons are severely damaged. There is no milk at all, so he can only ask the wet nurse, but Xiao Changyi doesn't like the wet nurse holding his child to breastfeed his child, so first It was squeezed out by the wet nurse, and then Xiao Changyi fed it to the four children.

An Yiyun was originally held in his arms quietly and did not cry, but as soon as he smelled the medicine, he burst into tears. Even if he didn't understand anything, he fed him every time he smelled the medicine. It lasted for several days. He couldn't say it, and he didn't know how to express it.

But because of his poor health, even if he cried a lot, it couldn't last for a long time, and soon he could only choke and look out of breath.

An Jing watched her youngest son weak and out of breath, his face was full of tears, and his eyes were still filled with tears. Her heart was so uncomfortable that she was dying in an instant.

Her son has only been born for a few days, but he has to take medicine every day. Now her son has reached the point of crying when he smells the medicine. It can be seen that he doesn't like taking medicine very much.

And she is distressed.

Very distressed.

"Xianggong, can he stop taking this medicine Yun'er?" Jing Jing choked, her eyes turning a little red.

Xiao Changyi felt uncomfortable. His son took medicine as soon as he was born, and he will probably take medicine for the rest of his life. How could he feel better? This is his child, his and her child.

With a sigh, Xiao Changyi said, "If you don't eat Yun'er, your health will be worse."

After listening quietly, he gritted his teeth and hugged the little guy An Yiyun, who had no strength to cry again, to Xiao Changyi.

Feeding medicine to such a young son, Jing Jing really can't do it. She can be ruthless, but she can't control it when she is kind. After all, this is her son. She was pregnant and gave birth in October. She really can't give medicine to such a young son of her family.

Therefore, she handed over the work of feeding medicine to her husband.

She didn't even dare to look at it. She was afraid that she could not help knocking over the medicine bowl when she saw the pain of her son taking medicine.

When Xiao Changyi was feeding medicine to her younger son An Yiyun, Jing Jing was breastfeeding the other three children. She wanted to take this as a distraction so that she could not think about her younger son taking medicine, but An Yiyun cried weakly. The sound came into her ears again and again, irritating her nerves.

Just like these few days, every time her youngest son takes medicine, it is the most painful time for her every day.

An Yiyun refused to drink the medicine. For such a small child, Xiao Changyi wouldn't force it, but fed it drop by drop into An Yiyun's mouth, making An Yiyun unable to vomit out even if he wanted to.

An Yiyun's bitter little face was distorted. He wanted to cry but didn't have the strength to cry, so he could only keep whimpering.

But Xiao Changyi wanted his child to be alive, even if he couldn't bear it, he could only be ruthless and feed him bit by bit.

This small bowl of medicine is really not much, the adults can drink it in two mouthfuls, but Xiao Changyi took nearly half an hour to feed this medicine to the little guy An Yiyun to drink.

As soon as he finished feeding the medicine, Xiao Changyi quickly gave An Yiyun a sip of sugar water. The bitter taste in his mouth was neutralized, and it was still sweet. Only then did An Yiyun's distorted face recover a little bit, unlike when he was given the medicine just now. Pathetic.

An Jing had already fed the other three children and was sitting with her back to An Yiyun's direction. Even if An Yiyun stopped sobbing, she still couldn't bear to turn around and look.