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Chapter 11 Someone from my mother’s family is coming

The two women were fighting over Zhang Chunnuan's confinement.

One said, I am her biological sister, and her baby wants to call me aunt, so I should be here to give her confinement care!

The other said, no matter what you say, I am responsible for her starting the pregnancy early, so I should be the one to give her confinement.

It wasn't until the two children lying on the bed started to moan that Zhang Chunxing and Wang Dongxue stopped. With lightning speed, each of them snatched one away.

Zhang Chunnuan watched the two of them skillfully holding their newborn child, and for a moment she began to wonder what was going on in the world.

As a mother, she has never been able to hold a child even once, let alone hold her child. She still doesn’t know the gender of her baby!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chunnuan turned to look at the two of them: "Which one of them is older and which one is younger? Is it a boy or a girl?"

Generally speaking, identical twins are of the same gender and look very similar. On the contrary, twins with different genders are fraternal twins, who may or may not look alike.

In Zhang Chunnuan's view, one of the two children is a red-skinned monkey, and the other is a red-skinned monkey with a more wrinkled face.

Zhang Chunxing rolled her eyes at her, "I am holding my sister in my arms, and Dongxue is holding my brother in my arms. What other mother can be as confused as you!"

"..." Zhang Chunnuan laughed sarcastically, looked at the two children who kept crying, and asked: "Why do they keep crying?"

She finally understood that she, the cheap second sister, had this style of speaking, no matter whether it was good or bad words, it would be offensive!

Zhang Chunxing glanced at her and said angrily: "What else could it be? I'm hungry! I haven't had a lick of milk from my mother since I was born, so don't cry! Hold your daughter!"

She put the child in Zhang Chunnuan's arms, turned around and walked out of the room.

Looking at the child in his arms at a loss, Zhang Chunnuan looked at Wang Dongxue for help, "I, I don't know how to hold..."

This time, even Wang Dongxue couldn't help but roll his eyes at her, and took a step forward, "Like me, holding the child's body with one hand and holding the head with the other, yes, that's it."

The little baby lay softly in Zhang Chunnuan's arms. Her heart seemed to be poked, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

The mysterious and mysterious bond of blood connection made her suddenly take root in this strange era.

The confusion and panic seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only indescribable satisfaction and stability.

Zhang Chunxing, who came in with hot water, looked at Zhang Chunnuan who was crying and opened her mouth to lecture again:

"Why are you crying? Your eyelids are so shallow?! Don't you know you can't shed tears during confinement? Wipe your tears quickly!"

With that said, he leaned over and took the child away from Zhang Chunnuan's arms, still muttering:

"You are blessed enough. You don't have to suffer from your mother-in-law when you get married and have children. You have both children at the first child. Dongxue and I are rushing to give you confinement. I really don't know what to cry about!"

As she spoke, she held the baby with one hand. Her free hand quickly and directly reached to Zhang Chunnuan's chest, spread her fingers, and squeezed.

"Why didn't you tell me that your milk was coming in? Why don't you feel bad about the baby being hungry? Hurry up and give it to the baby. If it continues to be hungry, even a good baby will suffer from hunger!"

At this time, Zhang Chunnuan was so shocked by the series of actions of the cheap second sister that her computer shut down on the spot, with one thought echoing in her head:

I was assaulted on the breasts by a rural girl from the 1960s!!!!!



Before traveling through time, Zhang Chunnuan had seen the complaints of mothers on the Internet.

Just because she had no personal experience and could not empathize with them, she only felt sorry for their experiences when she saw them, and then turned around and forgot about them.

But now, she really became the mother of two children, and she truly experienced the complicated feeling of being both proud and sad.

What she is proud of is that she gave birth to two people, two "people"!

They will slowly grow up, learn to walk, speak, go to school, and become useful people to society... and create their own ordinary or brilliant lives.

The sadness is that at this moment, she has completely become a machine that nurtures human cubs without any thoughts of its own.

When children are hungry, they must open the two granaries growing on their chests for them to eat.

No matter whether you are in front of others or not, just take it out and feed it!

At this time, four days had passed since she was attacked by Zhang Chunxing on the breast and breastfed for the first time.

These four days have been a miserable one.

Zhang Chunxing and Wang Dongxue finally discussed taking turns to give her confinement care, once every five days.

Zhang Chunnuan was sitting on the bed in the room, with his head wrapped in a large towel. His whole body exuded the stench of sweat mixed with the special sour smell of milk, with a hollow fake smile on his face.

"Look, these two kids eat really hard."

Aunt Osmanthus sat beside the bed, holding a sucking baby with both hands, smiling with kindness in every wrinkle on her face.

Zhang Chunnuan, AKA a ruthless breastfeeding machine, can’t help but hypnotize herself:

Look, look, look, look, after all, I have been pinched and touched by the cheap second sister. I am just looking at it. Who has not been looked at?

Everyone has something, so it doesn’t look like they are being taken advantage of...

Aunt Guihua spoke again: "Look at these two big and white ones, they must be enough for the baby to eat!"

Zhang Chunnuan:......

Thank you, there is really no need to add the adjectives "big" and "white"!

When Zhang Chunnuan was doubting her life, her cheap second sister walked into the room carrying a patched baggage in her hand.

"Chun Nuan, I'll go back in a while. If you want me to help you find something, I'll tell your brother-in-law when I get back. If I find it, I'll have him deliver it the day after tomorrow."

After giving a few instructions to her sister, the smile on her face deepened and she turned to look at Aunt Guihua.

"Auntie, I'm really troubling you. My sister doesn't have any elders here to help her, and she doesn't understand anything. If something happens, I have to go to Li Village to bring me a message..."

Before Zhang Chunxing finished speaking, she heard a woman's sharp voice coming from the yard——

"Oh, my aunt is here to see her two grandsons and Huzi's wife!"

"You are the sister-in-law next door to Chunnuan's house, right? My mother-in-law and I heard that she had given birth, but we didn't notify her family. You see, it's too late!"

Hearing the voices behind them, the two sisters in the room immediately frowned.

Zhang Chunxing put the baggage aside and said to Zhang Chunnuan: "You stay in the room and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

After saying that, he asked Aunt Guihua again: "Aunt, please help me keep some spring warm. Our mother and sister-in-law are here, and the weasels are paying New Year greetings to the chickens. I'll go out and see what trouble they are having!"

As soon as Zhang Chunxing walked out of the main room, she bumped into the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who came in.

She looked at her mother with complicated eyes. Her hair was whiter, her wrinkles were deeper, and her waist was stooped. She probably didn't have the energy to hit herself anymore.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Chunxing glanced at the speaker with disdain, did not answer, and turned to ask her mother:

"Mom, are you here to give Chun Nuan confinement?"

As she asked, she looked at the two of them deliberately, her eyes lingering on their free hands for a while.
Chapter completed!
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