Hearing Song Huayi's words, Zhan Shaoyin smiled evilly and put his hand on her waist: "Then ......" Song Huayi lifted his hand, sneered at him, and said, "What that?"

I'm not out of confinement yet! ”

Zhan Shaoyin's smile deepened: "Then I'll sleep with you in my arms for a while, where do you want to go?" ”

Song Huayi blushed and said to him: "You sleep a little, don't wake up your son." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "When you fall asleep, you can carry the crib up." ”

Song Huayi: "People are still breastfeeding!" Wait for him to sleep a little longer, or he will wake up again. ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "It's so hard to sleep." ”

Song Huayi looked at him and said, "I haven't been here for a month, why do I feel that you dislike your son very much?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin snorted coldly: "There is such a small light bulb every day, for him to eat and drink, and he still shouts and shouts every day, what's wrong with disliking him?" ”

Song Huayi smiled and said: "You are a knife mouth tofu heart, you can't say a nice word in your mouth, you can't let your son follow you in the future, I'm afraid he won't be able to get a daughter-in-law." ”

didn't know that his parents were discussing his An An, so he gradually stopped sucking and fell asleep obediently.

Song Huayi slowly pulled out her arm, and when she saw Zhan Shaoyin lying on the side and seemed to be asleep, she got up lightly and went to the toilet.

When he came out, he saw that Zhan Shaoyin had moved his son to the crib placed next to the bed, he was gently shaking the crib, watching his son who danced twice gradually and smoothly fell asleep.

Song Huayi lowered his voice and whispered to him: "I see that you are still not sleepy, and you still have the energy to toss." ”

Zhan Shaoyin stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Huayi's waist: "It's still early, you can sleep again." ”

Only when the child is asleep can Song Huayi have some time for himself.

Zhan Shaoyin hugged her and closed her sleepy eyes, she leaned back in Zhan Shaoyin's arms, took her mobile phone and asked Sister Fei about her situation.

Huang Feifei sent a photo of her daughter, with a pink and tender little face, looking cute, and the first thing she said to Song Huayi was: "It's good that I don't have dark skin." ”

Huang Feifei was also discharged from the hospital three days later, although the child has not yet reached the due date, but it is also full-term, and all signs are normal, and he looks very cute.

The two confinement women chatted at the door when they had nothing to do, and the time of a month was not long or short, but it passed unconsciously.

Song Huayi only felt that time passed much faster than the last time she had a miscarriage and was confined.

Three months later.

Zhan Shaoyin and Song Huayi, who are first-time parents, have gradually become accustomed to their son's work and rest, and their daily lives have become regular.

Zhan Shaoyin always said that he couldn't help much in giving birth to children, so he could only help when he was taking care of children.

Song Huayi lacked milk and was forced to wean before he reached three months.

When his son was breastfeeding before, the child cried at night, so he had to wake up Song Huayi.

Now that he is eating milk powder, Zhan Shaoyin generally heard the child crying, and immediately hugged the child downstairs to make milk powder to drink, trying not to wake up Song Huayi.

Prepare milk powder, change diapers, and put your child to sleep...... These things are already very skillful.

In the first few days after returning home, I don't know if it was because of the hot weather or because of the change of environment, the child always slept unsteadily at night, and would wake up at the slightest movement.

Now this little guy drinks milk almost once in the middle of the night, and not at any other time-->>

How to make a fuss, it's not so worry-free.

watched my son hold the bottle, gulp it down, and slowly close his eyes.

Zhan Shaoyin continued to walk downstairs twice with the child in his arms, and confirmed that the child was sleeping soundly, so he took the child upstairs.

Gently put the child in the crib, and every time he saw his sleeping wife and children, he felt very satisfied.

With Zhan Shaoyin's intimate care, Song Huayi, who is a mother, does have a lot less to worry about.

Zhan Shaoyin didn't want to let her let go of her little girl's nature just because Song Huayi became a mother, or hoped that she would be greedy when she should be playful, and coquettish when she should be coquettish, and rely on him a little more if she could rely on him a little more.

In the middle of October, the autumn colors are pleasant.

The climate is also just right, neither hot nor cold.

The painting organized the author's annual meeting, and Song Huayi, who had not been out to play for a long time by the children, was moved.

She also made some new friends in the group, and the discussion was in full swing, and she was as excited as a child who wanted to go out and participate in the autumn outing with her classmates.

But since the child was born, she and Zhan Shaoyin have always taken care of her, and she has never hired a nanny, she doesn't know if she can handle it alone.

When eating breakfast, Song Huayi hesitated and said to Zhan Shaoyin: "Husband, the company is going to hold an annual meeting next week...... Zhan Shaoyin paused, looked up at her, and asked suspiciously: "Want to donate money?" ”

Song Huayi glanced at him: "Hold an annual meeting!" What money to donate? ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "Then what are you talking about this?" ”

Song Huayi smiled, and before he could speak, his son, who was sleeping in the cradle, called out.

Zhan Shaoyin got up when he heard the sound, shook it twice, and saw that the kid was looking at him with big eyes and biting his fingers, he probably didn't want to sleep, so he picked up the child, sat back at the dining table, glanced at Song Huayi and asked, "There will be an event in the year?"

Do you want to hang out? ”

Seeing that Zhan Shaoyin guessed, Song Huayi pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded as if a chicken pecked rice.

Zhan Shaoyin pressed down his son's hand that was grabbing into the basin expressionlessly, and said lightly: "If you want to go, you can go." ”

Song Huayi looked at him like this, and didn't know whether he was telling the truth or a lie, and asked him: "Can you handle your son alone when I'm not at home?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin snorted coldly: "You seem to have worried about your son at home, just hug him every day to go out as a swing to bask in the sun, otherwise you just coax the child to sleep, what's not to do?" ”

Song Hua believed that his existence was denied, and frowned dissatisfiedly: "It means that I am useless." ”

Zhan Shaoyin also nodded: "So to speak, anyway, the child is also weaned, and it is the same if you are not at home." ”

Song Huayi also knew about Zhan Shaoyin's poisonous tongue, and also knew that he probably just wanted to let her go out to play with peace of mind when he said this, so she didn't continue to argue with him.

Seriously discussed with him and said, "If I want to go, I should only go for two days and come back, or let Aunt Lin come over to take care of it for two days and help you cook a meal or something." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "You go to yours, you don't have to worry about other things."

It's been a long time since I've been at home, so it's time to go out for a walk. ”

Song Huayi smiled happily and said, "Then it's hard for you, husband."

Put away we haven't traveled for a long time, and now the children are older, or the weather is not too cold, and when your company can walk away, our family will go out to play. ”