I can't get enough to feed you

1992 years.

One morning in the summer of this year, there was a lot of ginger on the roadside in a small town in Shandong Province. In the season of flowering, each flower bud was ready to bloom.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining on the earth, Meng Yingjun was wearing a white vest with two stripes, lying on the kang and turned over, stretching his hands into the big pants and scratching his buttocks, muttering a few words in his sleep.

In the dream, a young woman was smiling at him enchantingly and charmingly. Meng Yingjun and the beauty looked at each other in a friendly way. Before touching her little hand, there was a sharp pain in her buttocks and someone pinched her buttocks. Meng Yingjun jumped off the kang with a voice up.

As soon as I turned around, I saw my wife Ma Yingrong, who was lying beside her with a big belly, kicking her legs straight, her face was distorted out of shape, her belly was so big that she was almost nine months pregnant, and when she looked at the kang again, her body was wet A large piece.

Because his wife had given birth to three babies before, Meng Yingjun was not surprised. Ma Yingrong looked at Meng Yingjun's unflappable expression and wanted to bite someone angrily, but the severe pain in his stomach was unbearable.

Ma Yingrong gritted his teeth and gave Meng Yingjun a big roll of his eyes, and opened his mouth to howl like a pig: "I hate Meng Yingjun! Call someone!"

Only then did Meng Yingjun realize something was wrong, and he jumped down the pit and shouted, "Mom! My wife is about to give birth!"

The old lady Meng was cooking porridge with a tiger's face. Two two-year-old children with runny noses were waiting for breakfast with their fingers in their mouths. Woolen cloth!"

Meng Yingjun had already hurried out of the house. The old lady Meng scooped up a pot of water and boiled it unhurriedly. Meng Yingjun was as anxious as ants on a hot pot. This is the fourth child, what are you afraid of?"

"It's different this time!" Meng Yingjun squatted by the kitchen door with his neck straightened, his skinny and tender face blushing.

There is a reason for this. Ma Yingrong and Meng Yingjun got married when they were 16 years old. They both lived up to their names. As an authentic Shandong man, Meng Yingjun was only 1.7 meters five and had no Shandong in his body. The thick and broad chest and back of the big man are like a thin bamboo pole swaying in the wind.

A face is even more delicate and tender, with red lips and white teeth. It is a serious little boy. If you insist on being handsome, it is definitely worthy of the word "handsome".

Like her husband, Ma Yingrong lives up to her name. She is 1.8 meters tall, has a strong back and a strong waist, and a face with square edges and corners, which is an upright Chinese character face.

The Chinese character face has a pair of big eyes, a pair of straight thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge and a straight lip shape. It is very handsome. Whether viewed from the front or the back, it has the handsome style of a seven-foot Shandong man.

It's a pity that the husband and wife both hope to change faces with each other.

Ma Yingrong's first three children were born twice. The eldest is a daughter, and the second and third are twin brothers. The family is not rich, and the children are born one by one, and life is getting poorer day by day.

The eldest was born in winter. Ma Yingrong went out at night to pack firewood and wore thick cotton trousers whose crotch fell to the knees. The cotton trousers were very old and rich in history, but they were still thick enough to keep out the wind and they also cared about money, so they had to continue Wear it till next winter.

Ma Yingrong bent over immediately, her lower body was wet, she thought what happened, this is a diaper!She felt a grunt, and she thought it was a shit?Just a heavy slump in the stomach, the feeling is exactly the same as shit.

Immediately, Ma Yingrong's face was ashamed, and she took a step, and there was a heavy lump in her crotch, when she heard a loud cry of a baby - it turned out that it wasn't shitting, but the baby was born!

The second child and the third child are born together. Theoretically, it takes more trouble to give birth to twins. They are born in spring and May, neither cold nor hot, and the season is very good. Lying on the bed, the mother-in-law delivered the baby, and within 10 minutes, two more babies were born with a thump like a shit, without even yelling.

Old lady Meng took it for granted that her third child was the same. Apart from being able to have children, this daughter-in-law stood with her son. Old lady Meng often had the illusion that her daughter married her husband.

Unexpectedly, this time is really different. Although Meng Yingjun also dislikes his wife who looks more manly than him, taking a selfie in the mirror occasionally hurts the spring and autumn, and I don’t know why he married a daughter-in-law, but he always feels disgusted by his face. Big loss.

Especially whenever Ma Yingrong rolls up his sleeves and beats him up crying for his father and mother, he wants to burst out in tears and shout - this day can't be passed!

But when the daughter-in-law doesn't beat him, she is young after all, and from several angles, there is still some female beauty that exists temporarily.

These beauties were pulled out by Meng Yingjun with great effort, and he could fall in love with Ma Yingrong a little bit, not to mention that the child Ma Yingrong gave birth to was his cub, which made Meng Yingjun love his wife even more.

At this moment, Meng Yingjun is guarding outside the room. His mother lost her husband and he lost his father in the early years, so Meng Yingjun was brought up by his mother alone, and because her husband lost her only son, Mrs. Meng was afraid of this son in her mouth. I held it in the palm of my hand for fear of falling.

Originally, Meng Yingjun looked like a little girl, but now he is so spoiled by his mother that he doesn't even have the free and easy personality of northern men.

Ma Yingrong howled like a slaughtered pig on the kang in the house, she was a slaughtered pig.Meng Yingjun was biting his fingers and squatting outside waiting in disbelief. The five-year-old daughter on the opposite side led a pair of two-year-old twin brothers. The eldest daughter was very sensible at the age of five, and she followed her mother in appearance and shape. They were both five-year-old A girl is stronger than a five-year-old girl.

It can be said that the eldest daughter has no status in the family. As a woman, Ma Yingrong, in the same line as Pozi Meng, has inherited the traditional thought of patriarchy in my country.

The family counted and counted that Meng Yingjun was the best for this daughter, but he was always worried when he saw the girl who hadn't grown up yet, and her body shape obviously followed his daughter-in-law Ma Yingrong.

Meng Yingjun, like a prophet, was very worried that no one would be as blind as her father when her daughter grew up, so she married the eldest sister of the Meng family who was a girl with a male appearance.

At this moment, the five-year-old girl squatted in front of her father, squatting in the demeanor of her mother, and the two younger brothers looked like two toads, sitting next to her sister wearing crotch pants on the left and right, with their mouths open like two toads. Chicks waiting for their mother to feed.

The eldest sister held a bowl with a big face, took a bite and then scooped two spoonfuls of porridge, and stretched out her little hand to feed it to the younger brother whose nose flowed into his mouth.

If it was normal, Meng Yingjun would take over the two sons and let the eldest sister have a good meal.

But the howling of the daughter-in-law in the house became louder and louder. The neighbors had already pushed the gate of his house, and the enthusiastic person shouted loudly before entering the house: "Meng Yingjun, is your wife going to give birth?" ? Hearing this sound, the kid definitely didn’t run away again!”

Meng Yingjun stretched his neck and was about to answer, when a scream that could be called earth-shattering pierced the roof, and there was a silence inside and outside the house, and then a loud cry broke the silence.

Granny Meng shouted beamingly in the house: "It's a boy! Jun'er, hurry up and boil eggs!"

On this day, ginger flowers are in full bloom. It is not surprising if a dozen ginger plants bloom in advance, but on this day, this small town in Shandong is full of ginger flowers.

Fine yellow-orange flowers swayed in the wind, and a weasel in the next town opened its mouth and sneezed.

The weasel-like young woman who turned into a human form took out a pair of dominoes and spread them out randomly, and drew one.

This weasel spirit has no name and surname, and is only called Huang Gu, a family fairy enshrined by the Kong family in the town.

Huang Gu glanced at the card, because she could only count people, so she counted aimlessly, but nothing came out. Outside the door, the boys from the Kong family ran around, and a dozen or so boys in their teens were the ones who were suspected by people. At the age of Gouqi, I heard the boys shouting strangely: "Why are the ginger flowers blooming?"

In the afternoon, a new baby was wrapped in a piece of clean cloth. The baby was wrinkled like a hairless ugly monkey.

Granny Meng held her in her arms like a baby, and Meng Yingjun leaned over and also showed great love for his son. He loved all his children, but the bowl of water was not fair.

He loves the eldest sister, this is his first child, but he loves the two twin boys even more. Now the youngest son is born, so the youngest son is the one he loves the most.

Mrs. Meng thought the same as her son, and loved the youngest boy very much. The mother and son looked at the newborn ugly monkey lovingly.

Ma Yingrong also wants to see this youngest son, but she is still suffering physically and mentally. She is lying in the house without her husband and mother-in-law. She is moaning and has no energy to call out again. She suddenly feels sad from it, thinking that she was born to the old Meng family. The three sons with roots are the number one hero in the family.

But the great hero was abandoned after giving birth to his son. Ma Yingrong was no different from the eight-foot man in body and mind. At this time, the man would not cry easily, but he had a deep understanding before he was sad. Realizing that he was just a reproductive tool to Meng Yingjun, tears fell down immediately.

In the evening, when she regained her strength, the sad Ma Yingrong ate five eggs and three bowls of white rice in one go. From then on, she firmly believed that a woman is still self-reliant, her husband and children are unreliable, and a woman can only rely on herself.

After eating the bowl, I burped, turned around and yelled at the elder sister: "You lose money, why are you so patronizing to eat by yourself, didn't you see that the second and third child are opening their mouths like toads?"

After the eldest sister silently stuffed a spoonful of rice into the younger brother's mouth, and after scolding the eldest daughter, Ma Yingrong angrily tore off her clothes to feed the freshly baked youngest son.

Meng Yingjun stared at his daughter-in-law's plump breasts, which might be the only most feminine feature on her body, proving that he had indeed married a daughter-in-law, not a man.