Regarding the fact that my little fat guy is a big stomacher, except for the eleventh full of worries, everyone else thinks it is particularly good.

Grandpa Yang embraced his great-grandson, and loved him too much. "It's a good thing to be able to eat, and he will definitely be stronger than his father in the future."

Little Stone proudly said, "My nephew must be very strong in the future!"

Yang Shifeng looked at his child lovingly.

Looking at this scene on eleven, I deeply decided to discipline the little fat man in the future, otherwise he is very likely to be spoiled by the whole family.

Alas, she will be a strict mother from now on.

Three days after the little fat man was born, Eleven gave him a simple and vivid nickname-Tuanzi.

Isn't it just a dumpling?

The whole family touched their noses and accepted the nickname.

The little fat man can really eat, and he can eat and grow, the flesh on his body is long and he is fat, but he has grown like a pig in more than half a month, and he is heavy on his hands.

Eleven could not help but sighed to Yang Shifeng, "You said he can grow up so well, what if he grows up to be a big fat man? If he grows up to be a big fat man, he won't be able to marry a wife."

Yang Shifeng was so funny that he took Eleven into his arms and clicked her nose, "You, why don't you expect him to order it. Our dumplings will not grow into fat ones. Look, you are not fat, nor am I. Fat, how could he be fat? He, he must be a very good-looking young man in the future, he is like you."

Eleven squeezed Little Fatty's facial features carefully, "Huh? Does it resemble me? His facial features are all squeezed together by meat, like a bun, how can you tell that he is like me?"

"Yeah!" The little fat man felt the old mother's disgust, and shook his small fist in dissatisfaction, making it a little painful.

"Okay, you are like me like me, you are a beautiful man, okay!"

"Hehe." Yang Shifeng looked at the interaction between the two mothers and couldn't help but laugh, and couldn't take the corners of his mouth back. "Eleven, don't dislike him anymore. Take a good look. In fact, the facial features of the dumplings are really good. The nose, eyes, mouth, and ears are like yours."

"Huh? Really? Little Stone, do you think your nephew looks like an older sister?" Eleven asked Little Stone while playing with his nephew.

Little Stone looked at Eleven, then looked at his nephew, contrasted, and nodded, "Like! My nephew is like a sister."

Listening to Xiao Shitou's words, Eleven couldn’t help but look carefully at Little Fatty’s facial features and eliminated those extra fleshy features. Eleven found that they were really similar to her facial features. Except for the eyebrows, the whole face was like Yang Shifeng’s sword eyebrows. Shows a bit of bravery, the other facial features are her 2.0 version.

Believe it on the eleventh, the little fat man should grow up to be a charming handsome guy, provided that if he does not grow into a fat man.

Seeing that Little Fatty might be a handsome guy, Eleven gave Little Fatty a kiss from the old mother's love, and kissed him on his cheek.

"Wow -" The little fat man screamed while looking at eleven with his slick eyes.

"Little fat man, my mother will supervise you to lose weight, and resolutely not let you grow into a big fat man, okay?"

"Wow-"

"Okay, eleven, the dumpling is still small, so I will draw a stick later." Yang Shifeng prevented the two girls from attacking each other and turned to business affairs. "The dumpling will be full moon soon. Wine, grandpa meant to invite some acquaintances to have a good time, what do you think?"

Eleven squeezed Fatty’s little fat hand, "Then ask some people to do a good job. This is Fatty’s first big day, so let’s do it for him, otherwise he will get angry, right? Fatty?"

"Wow-"

"Look, he thinks so too."

Yang Shifeng smiled, "Okay, then let's call a few families in the village who are better off, as well as my two better brothers, and then call the Qiao Fuzi family. Let's have a good time together."

"Okay, then do that."

"Oh, yes." Yang Shifeng suddenly remembered something and said: "Dumplings now only have a nickname, shall we decide on the name of the dumplings? Otherwise, when the dumplings are full moon, please have the full moon wine, we can't tell the name of the dumplings. ."

It was only on October 11 that I remembered the daimyo thing, and it really couldn't be delayed any longer.

Eleven clap your hands, "Then you go take a few pieces of paper, write down all the names you want, and let our little fat man call his own lottery, call whatever he catches, he chooses his own, and he can’t dislike anything. not good."

"Is it really so decided? Is it a bit random? Or let's think about a better name." Yang Shifeng felt that the name of his dumpling should not be decided so casually.

"Oh, that's good, otherwise you won't be able to get up until Tuanzi is three, do you believe it?"

Yang Shifeng believed this.

In the end, Yang Shifeng took the eleven’s suggestion and wrote all the previous names on a slip of paper, put it on a plate, took the small dumpling, and said to him: "Dumpling, be good, hurry up and choose one for yourself. name."

The little fat man had just eaten and was still full of energy. He looked around with his sullen eyes, and his two small paws were closed one by one, and he couldn't relax for a moment. At this moment, he saw an extra plate in front of him, and he immediately became interested. , Watched without blinking.

Eleven took the little meaty hands of the little dumplings to the plate, and let him touch the paper strips. The little fat man immediately reached out and grabbed them, and the meat claws fluttered.

Yang Shifeng and Little Stone looked nervously aside.

The little fat man grabbed and grabbed, grabbed and grabbed, but couldn't grab it, and the last piece of paper was thrown out by him.

On eleven, clap your hands, "Okay, that's it."

Yang Shifeng picked up the piece of paper and opened it. There were three words on it: Yang Tianle.

"Little Fatty's name is Yang Tianle!"

So, the name of the little fat Yang family was just like that.

The little fat man’s full moon day is also when the confinement is born in November. On the eleventh, I never knew that a woman in confinement would be so torturous. You can’t just go out or eat randomly. What’s more uncomfortable is that it takes a whole month. She couldn’t take a bath. Eleven felt that she was going to stinks, but every time he behaved like a baby and hugged Yang Shifeng, he insisted not to let her go into the water. At most, he would wipe her with a towel. Yo.

Now, she was finally able to take a bath, and she had Yang Shifeng boiled two large basins of water early in the morning, got into the bathroom, plunged into the water and rubbed it hard.

The first basin of water turned black directly, and the rubbings on my body were all dirty. I saw that my scalp was numb. I couldn’t help but ask Yang Shifeng, who was rubbing her dirty, "Brother Shifeng, I’m so dirty. , It's almost stinking, how can you get rid of it?"

Yang Shifeng pursed his lips and smiled, bent over and kissed Eleven's shoulders, "I can take your mouth no matter what you are."

Eleven turned his head and kissed him on his lips, "You really love me."

It took an hour and ample to wash myself in it, and at eleven I felt that I was relieved as a whole.

"Little fat man, is Niangxiang not fragrant?" Eleven took a bite of the fat of the little fat man.

"Wow-"

The big sullen eyes of the little fat man turned his head to look outside when he glanced at eleven. Today, many people came outside with loud and lively voices, which attracted the little fat man's attention.

"Okay, don't worry, mother will take you out to meet the guests now——"

Many people came today, all of whom had good friends with the Yang family, and the Qiao Fuzi family. However, another eleven surprise was that the Yang Ershu family also came, and the two families haven’t moved around for a long time. Why this time? here we go again?

Eleven was a little puzzled, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I just took the child to give everyone a look, so that everyone could see the fat demeanor of the little fat man.

Sure enough, everyone was stunned by the little fat man, and they were all surprised to see him. Grandma Wang opened her arms even more, "What a beautiful and sturdy little guy, come to hug grandma and make grandma rare."

Eleven passed the little fat man without hesitation.

The little fat man glanced at eleven and chuckled twice.

Grandma Wang said "Oh," as soon as she started, "Why is it so heavy? I haven't seen a one-month-old child so heavy, and it's very smart, not at all like a one-month-old child. It’s like three or four months old. You raised it really well."

As if he knew he was being praised, the little fat man chuckled twice.

Grandpa Yang was very proud and said, "I tell you, my great grandson is born with eight catties!"

"Eight catties or two? So heavy!" Everyone else was fascinated by the weight of the little fat man. The people in the village lacked food and drink. The pregnant woman did not eat well, and she had to work when she was pregnant. The children born are thin monkeys, weighing at most six catties, even if they can reach six catties, even if they are very strong, have you ever seen a child who is about to weigh nine catties?

"Wow-"

The little fat man doesn’t cry or make trouble, sometimes grinning and sometimes screaming, his dark eyes come and go for a while, and he is incredibly agile. At first glance, he is a lively and clever child. This look is particularly intriguing. Even the dignified and solemn Master Qiao is greedy, none of his sons have a family, and grandchildren are even more unlikely. Now it’s not rare to see fat boys from other people’s homes. Said: "Give me a hug."

When Grandma Wang saw that the Master wanted to hug, she definitely agreed. She gave the little fat man to him. The little fat man didn’t recognize anyone. She could hold anyone. She happily threw herself into the arms of Master Qiao, holding Qiao Fuzi’s beard with her little hand. Don't let go.

Qiao Fuzi teased the little fat man with a smile, took out a small silver lock from the placket and stuffed it into the little fat man's pocket.

Yang Shifeng saw it, and quickly stopped, "Master, why are you so expensive, it's too expensive, you can't collect dumplings."

"What can't be collected? This is what I gave to the dumplings. You can't replace the dumplings without accepting them. Isn't it the dumplings?"

"Wow -" The dumpling was very rare, holding a small silver lock in his hand.

Qiao Fuzi said cheerfully: "Look, you see, the dumplings like it."

Eleven wanted to roll his eyes for his little fat guy, too unreserved!

After everyone's greetings, Grandpa Yang greeted everyone to take their seats, and Master Qiao returned the little fat man to Eleven.

At this time, Second Uncle Yang slowly walked to Eleven, took out a red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into the little fat man's pocket, "Second Uncle has nothing for him, just give him a red envelope."

The red envelope is red, and it can catch the children's eye even more. The little fat man was attracted all of a sudden. His little fingers fluttered on the red envelope, and he liked it very much.

Second Uncle Yang smiled, with kindness in his eyes.

I didn't say much when I saw it on eleven, but only clicked on the little fat man's nose, "Then you quickly thank Grandpa Second!"

"Wow -" The little fat man moved his eyes to Uncle Yang and yelled, as if he really understood him.

Second Uncle Yang laughed from ear to ear, "Haha, this kid is really clever."

The second aunt Yang who came over at some point also smiled and said, "I haven't seen a one-month-old child so clever. It must be amazing when he grows up."

Eleven glanced at Second Aunt Yang, wondering if she came here today for a pure meal or something else.

At this time, Grandpa Yang shouted from a distance: "Stop talking, all come to eat, you can start the dinner."

Second Uncle Yang took Second Aunt Yang over to have a meal, and on November 11 he had to breastfeed the little fat man, so he stopped going, and went back to the room with the little fat man in his arms.

The little fat man is a big stomach king, but he was hungry for a while and wanted to eat milk. He closed the door and opened his mouth immediately.

"Well, I'll eat for you, don't shout with your mouth open!"

Eleven hurriedly opened his clothes to breastfeed him, and sure enough, as soon as he got food, he immediately became quiet again.

"Boom boom boom!" A knock on the door sounded.

"Who? Wait a minute." After Eleven fed the little fat man, he arranged his clothes, and then walked to open the door. As soon as the door opened, it turned out to be Aunt Yang.

Eleven was a little surprised, "Are you busy?"

Aunt Yang smiled unnaturally, "Can you let me in, I want to talk to you."

Eleven really didn't know what to say to her, but today was a good day for Little Fatty. Eleven didn't want any conflict to happen, so she let her in.

Second Aunt Yang sat down politely and looked at the face of the little fat man who closed his eyes and fell asleep, and praised: "He looks so good, he is not an ordinary child at first glance, and the future is bound to be limitless."

Eleven didn't want to hear such compliments. Knowing that she was a person who did not go to the Three Treasures Palace, he asked directly: "Auntie, what's the matter? Let's just say something."

The second aunt Yang was a little bit ridiculous, touched her hair, and said falteringly: "Well, I want to apologize to you. I used to be wrong. Don’t care about me if you are a large number of adults. We are all a family. We must support and take care of each other and get along well. After all, Dad is only a son like Ershi."

Eleven o'clock the little fat man's nose, noncommittal.

Second Aunt Yang didn’t care about the eleventh and she didn’t answer, and then said: "Actually, I know you are a good one. You spend so much money to build a school in the village, so many children in the village can go to school. That's a great thing. That kid in my family is also studying in it. He knows a lot of words now, and I will trouble you to take care of it in the future."

Eleven raised his eyebrows, "I am not in charge of the school's affairs. Now it is Qiao Fuzi in charge. As long as they are students in the school, Qiao Fuzi will treat them equally."

"Oh, oh, too." Aunt Yang nodded with a smile, and tucked the hair behind her ears, and said vaguely: "I think there are many students in the school, so Master Qiao can manage so many children alone. Come here? Do you want to hire more master?"

"Please more master?" Eleven couldn't figure out what she was trying to say.

"Yeah, I think there are too many children in the school. I heard from the kid in my family that there are many new children now. Master Qiao can't be too busy alone. If multiple masters can help him share the burden."

Eleven grabbed Little Fatty's little fleshy hand and played with him, and said casually: "The Master didn't just ask you to please. We have come out of this talented person for so many years in these ten miles and eight villages."

"Yes, a talented person is not easy to take exams, but my elder is also very knowledgeable. He has been studying since he was ten years old. It is still possible to teach children. If possible, I can ask my elder to help Qiao Fuzi. "

Only on November did she know her intentions, but she remembered that her eldest son had not been admitted as a scholar.

"Your eldest son was admitted as a scholar?"

Aunt Yang smiled a little awkwardly and said: "My elder didn't perform well, and he didn't pass the exam for the time being, but he will definitely do it in the future. He has no problem with knowledge."

The eleventh talent didn’t believe this, and he said directly: “The minimum requirement for a school master is to be a talented person. It’s not good if you don’t have a reputation for being a talented person. Moreover, even if you are a talented person, you have to ask Master Qiao. , There is no need to recruit a master, second aunt, if you want your eldest son to be the master of our school, then let him read the book carefully and take the exam for a talent."

The smile on Second Aunt Yang’s face became more and more reluctant, but she didn’t dare to offend eleven cents right now. She came over today just to have a try. She didn’t dare to complain if she didn’t succeed. She stood up and said with a smile: "It should be. Yes, my elder still has to learn more. It’s getting late, and I’m going out to eat. You take your kids to take a good rest."

Eleven smiled and didn't take this matter to heart.