Bring The System To Datang

Ma Shi rushed forward in two steps, picked up his son, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and began to pat his back.

"Hold you well, I'll come." The nurse came to the side and massaged the baby's back.

Press and hold, push the thumbs of both hands, and then tap the side of the palm, and the baby spit out a lot of sputum again.

This is a typical massage technique and does not need to be taught by Li Yi. Datang has a special class.

For example, when Li Yi got pneumonia, he had this kind of auxiliary massage operation.

It is able to expel sputum through massage, without the need for a sputum suction device, allowing the body to adjust by itself.

In other words, the use of integrated Chinese and Western medicine for patients at that time can also be said to be a modern medical operation.

But at that time there were few such aids abroad, and it was a separate subject in China, and nursing nurses had to learn it.

No matter what the technique, the little baby is in his mother's arms, breathing comfortably after vomiting again, and drooling with a grin.

He was very happy when he felt a little temporary comfort, and buried his head on his mother.

Ma Shi's distressed, wiped his son's mouth again, undressed and nursed.

The little baby stretched out a little hand and put it aside, trying hard to feed.

The eldest son Ma Daner looked at the bottle in his hand and asked the nurse, "Where is this from me?"

"Pour it out, you can't drink it, there are germs in it, you have to clean it all, the pacifier outside is thrown away, and the bottle is steamed in the pot."

The nurse came over to get a bottle with goat's milk in it.

"Madan, have you eaten yet?" Ma Shishi turned around and asked his eldest son.

"The children from Lijiazhuangzi came and said that there would be a barbecue tonight, so I would wait to eat together.

In the afternoon I came to see Little Brother twice and fed once.

I played building blocks with them, and they said that I would be a member of Zhuangzi from now on. Mother, father entered the Zhuangzi? "

The six-year-old is very sensible and expresses clearly.

Ma Shishi showed a relieved look: "I'm in, are you willing?"

"Yes! No one dares to say bad things about my father anymore."

Ma Dan'er has experienced things that have been slandered, and wants to explain to others, but is powerless.

As soon as he entered the school, he was squeezed out, and other children were told how his family was...

After less than five days of school, I left there with my parents.

The new friends in Zhuangzi are different from the previous ones, no one bullies him.

"No, no more!" Ma Shishi murmured, looking down at the little son who was eating milk.

Goudan was much more awake and ran next to Big Brother.

"Gougan, wait for me." Ma Dan'er seemed to remember something, and turned and ran out.

About five minutes later, he ran back again, holding two big sticks in his hand, a rice stick made of sorghum rice.

"Dogdan, I haven't eaten it, please." He broke it off and stuffed Little Brother's mouth a little.

"Yeah!" Goudan ate it for the first time, it was delicious.

Don't look down on it, he is clever, he lowered his voice and asked Big Brother: "Where! Where did it come from?"

"Take whatever you want and eat." Ma Dan'er said to Little Brother with a smile.

"Ah! Brother, you eat too." Goudan let go.

The two brothers were eating rice sticks happily. It is probably the best thing they have eaten in their entire life...this year, too young to say in this life.

Ma Shishi's smile never disappeared, she finally felt the warmth of home, something she had never dared to think about.

As long as you enter the Lijiazhuang Zhuangzi, you will have this treatment, and the fruits and the children's delicious food can be taken and used at will.

Where did the own man go? Why haven't you come back?

...

"Xiao Yi, make some small skewers, you bake them, and two skewers will be full."

Bi Gou went around his territory, went back to sleep for an afternoon, and got up to find Li Yi, who had drawn the drawings and made a sample.

"Small skewers can only be deep-fried, how to bake?"

Li Yi refused, he couldn't bake it, or put it in the oven.

The meat is so big that it shrunk after roasting.

The small meat skewers are just like the fish-flavored shredded meat. When cut, they are thin and thin, pitifully small.

After cutting it, marinate it and use oil to open it, and it will expand.

Have you ever seen grilled fish-flavored shredded pork or spicy shredded pork?

"That means you can't?" Bi Gou lifted his chin slightly.

"Excited generals are also useful! There are big river prawns. I took the meat and smashed it into mud prawn balls. I'll give you a shabu to eat, okay?"

Li Yi thought that Bi Gou really did his best today, and Tangtang Zaifu went to find someone else's craftsman, Giving face.

"Okay, there are crab balls. Drink rice wine at night. Will you give them skewers later?"

Bi Gou reminded Li Jiazhuang to eat skewers tonight, did someone else arrange it?

"Know that if you eat chicken, don't give it too fat. Even if the oil and water intake is low on the road, eating chicken protein will not cause problems."

Li Yi nodded, both.

Some people don't eat meat, and their stomachs are bad when they eat it, which is caused by fat.

"So the old man feels relieved, and give the old man a plate of tussah silkworm pupae."

After Bi Gou finished the exchange, he raised his hands, covered his ears and walked.

It means you don't have to talk to me, I can't hear you.

"How do I feel that Zhuangzi has become Beitianfang? The braised pork is stewed. Can you eat it at night?"

Li Yi turned his head and said to Princess Yongmu who was holding the hook knitting tool.

"When it gets colder, let's go out and sell roasted sweet potatoes." Princess Yongmu answered the question.

"Then tomorrow, I will bring you braised pork to stew the dried kidney beans that can't be kept, plus the noodles made from sweet potatoes, and eat it with rice."

Li Yi understood. I don’t eat today. It’s a bit hot and it’s uncomfortable to eat at night.

"Li Lang, is sweet potato the most suitable for making vermicelli?"

Princess Yongmu keeps moving her hands, she wants to hook a phone cushion.

The phone case made by Li Yi made of rubber is very beautiful, placed on a woven straw mat.

She thinks this is her home phone, hooked on a pink cushion.

Because the phone is golden, both look bright.

"Yes, sweet potatoes are not suitable for staple food, unless there is no other food.

It is made into noodles, mainly wide noodles, and it is okay to stew for a longer time.

In addition, they are roasted, made into candied sweet potatoes, or eaten hot pot.

They can be eaten raw. Potatoes cannot be eaten raw. Sweet potatoes are sweet when eaten raw, just like eggplants eaten raw. Children like them.

In the evening I bake sweet potato slices in a special grates, cut them thinly, and eat them crispy. "

As Li Yi spoke, he suddenly realized something and turned to kiss Princess Yongmu to express his gratitude.

He understood what Princess Yongmu meant, and took advantage of this winter to promote new crops in Luoyang.

The main thing is to eat first and waste part of the crop, but the people accept it.

Anyway, the greenhouses are being planted, and there will be many next year.

The people think it is edible and delicious. Jia Zhang knows that the yield is high, so he will take the initiative to look for seeds.

My fiancee is getting better and better!

Princess Yongmu, who was kissed, kept silent, and continued to hook the phone cushion.

It makes people look at it quietly and peacefully, like a painting that can be settled at any time.

There is no evil in my heart, and I just want to hug her through these beautiful years. That kind of intelligence is the charm of a woman.

Li Yi raised his hand and went to grab Princess Yongmu's waist.

"Xiao Yi! The old man suddenly remembered something. Hey! Your arm is exercising fixed-position muscle control?"

Bi Gou suddenly came in from outside the door and said, looking at Li Yi's stiff arm.

"Looking back, I will lock the door with a password, fingerprints, iris, and voice." Li Yi gritted his teeth and said.

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