As a rough man, Su Sanlang suddenly understood. Then, he looked at Madam Zhao in confusion. "Why do I feel that Simei is complaining to me?"
Madam Zhao was a little surprised. She was also very surprised. Not to mention Su Sanlang, even she felt the same way.
She's only just been born, yet she knew how to complain and feel aggrieved.
"Did you starve Simei without milk?"
Su Sanlang looked at Madam Zhao in embarrassment. Madam Zhao was weak and did not eat anything good, so it was normal for her to not have milk.
A newborn child would only cry when she was hungry or when she pooped. If she couldn't speak and the adults didn't take good care of her, wouldn't she be aggrieved?
Madam Zhao said uncertainly, "I think so. I'll feed her and see if she's anxious."
With that, Madam Zhao prepared to feed Su Xiaolu.
Su Sanlang glanced away.
Su Xiaolu shook her head.
She wasn't hungry.
Su Xiaolu did not eat. Madam Zhao tidied her clothes gloomily and said, "She's not hungry."
As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something. A guess formed in her mind. She exclaimed, "It can't be."
When Su Sanlang saw her like this, he quickly asked, "What do you mean? What did you do today?"
Without waiting for Madam Zhao to reply, Su Sanlang said anxiously, "Did you start working today? You just gave birth to Simei and your body is still weak. It wasn't easy for you to survive. How can you work!"
Seeing that Su Sanlang was anxious, Madam Zhao quickly explained, "Sanlang, I didn't. It's like this. Listen to me. I feel much better today. I have strength and am not tired, so I wanted to get up and tidy up the house. But strangely, as soon as I wanted to go out, Simei cried…"
Thinking about it now, Madam Zhao felt that it was unbelievable. Perhaps this young daughter did not recognize her, but did not want her to work.
Madam Zhao looked at Su Xiaolu's bright eyes and softened. She continued gently, "I even asked Sanmei to come in and take care of Simei, but even so, Simei will still cry if I go out."
Su Sanlang heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing that. He leaned over and picked up Su Xiaolu. He smiled and said, "Our Simei is smart. She knows how to take care of her mother. She's a filial child."
Su Xiaolu stopped feeling aggrieved and looked at Su Sanlang seriously.
Her father was so dark.
However, his broad arms and his eyes were warm and gentle. To have such a father was undoubtedly very blissful.
Even if this was the ancient times, even if it was difficult, she wanted this family to have a good life.
No matter what era it was, being a doctor definitely promised a good life. Besides, she had more than 20 years of Chinese medicine skills and had the Space to assist her. There would definitely be no problem.
With that in mind, Su Xiaolu smiled at Su Sanlang.
Su Sanlang's heart was filled with warmth. He felt all his fatigue disappear with his daughter's smile. He couldn't help but smile as well. "Simei is so obedient," he said gently. "You know how to take care of Mother."
After praising his daughter, Su Sanlang turned to Madam Zhao and said seriously, "You have to rest well this month. You didn't recover well the previous few times, so take good care of yourself this time. No one will say anything about you now. Just leave the family to me. Doctor Wu said that your body is weak, so you have to recuperate well. If your body breaks down, what will happen to our children?"
Su Sanlang actually wanted to say that he wanted to grow old with Madam Zhao, but he couldn't bring himself to say such corny words, so he could only bring up Doctor Wu and the children.
Doctor Wu's words were convincing, and Madam Zhao cared about their children the most. Therefore, for the sake of the children, she would take good care of her body.
Madam Zhao felt a lump in her throat and nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay. I'll listen to you. It'll be hard for you this month."
Su Sanlang did not care. "It's not hard at all."
"You rest. I'll go out and cut the weeds and mend the roof while the weather's good."
After talking so much with Madam Zhao and knowing that she and their youngest daughter were fine, Su Salang went out to cut the weed with ease.
As he came out, he said to Su Chong, Su Hua, and Su Sanmei in the courtyard, "Chong, Hua, Sanmei, come here."
The three siblings obediently walked over and looked up at Su Sanlang. They called out to him in unison, "Daddy."
There was something wrong with Su Chong and Su Hua's heads. Their eyes were always blank, as if they were three- or four-year-old children who would never grow up. However, Chong was already eleven years old, and Hua was turning ten this December. On the other hand, Su Sanmei was six years old, yet she was quiet and her eyes were bright.
Su Sanlang patted their heads one by one and said gently, "Chong, Hua, Daddy has a mission for you. Pull the weed in our well clean and carry that smelly mud outside. When it's done, Daddy will roast chestnuts for you tonight, okay?"
The well was not deep. It had been built with an outlet, but it had not been used for many years, and it was half filled with foul mud.
With this well cleaned, it would be easier to use water at home.
It wasn't cold now, so the three kids at home could do the job.
"Okay."
Su Chong and Su Hua couldn't help licking their lips when they heard that there was food. They didn't understand much, but they knew that there was food if they worked hard.
If they ate good food, their stomachs would be very happy.
Su Sanmei nodded obediently. "Don't worry, Father. My brothers and I will work hard."
At six years old, she already understood a lot. She knew that her brothers were a little different. Everyone else called them fools. She also thought her brothers were stupid and often didn't understand words.
But even so, her two brothers would pick sweet and sour wild fruit for her to eat. They were good to her. Every time they smiled at her, they only had eyes for her, like spotless snow. No matter how good other people's brothers were, they were never hers.
No matter how unintelligent her brothers were, they were still very, very good brothers to her.
Su Sanlang was gratified to see his three obedient children and left to cut the weed.
He had been given only a hoe, a sickle, and a pair of tongs, which had been broken for more than a decade as tools. One of the tongs was half broken, and an ear was broken where he held it. It was neither easy to hold nor to use, but it was better than nothing.
Carrying a basket with a broken shoulder rope, he went to cut the weeds.
The old house was in disrepair. If he didn't hurry up and renovate the roof, it would be a difficult winter. Thinking about his wife and children, Su Sanlang worked hard and had soon cut a large patch.
Many people who were burying their heads in the autumn harvest could not help but shake their heads. Speaking of the Su family, everyone knew that Old Master Su was ruthless and Madam Wang was vicious?
However, it was fine to talk about other people's matters behind their backs. It was impossible for them to really speak up for Su Sanlang. Su Sanlang was not their son. If they stood up for him, wouldn't they be sending themselves to be cursed at by Madam Wang?
"Third Brother."
A voice called out to Su Sanlang, who looked up and quickly said, "Huzi, the family is so busy. Don't waste your time here."