Zhao Pei suddenly realized that since that day, she was immersed in infinite joy every morning when she woke up. Suddenly, there was something more in her heart that she was thinking about and excited about all the time.
Holding her soft body, smelling the faint milky fragrance on her body, watching her waving her chubby little hands to touch her own face, and then rolling her black eyes and laughing. Thinking of her growing up little by little from her belly, coming to this world, seeing all the scenery in this world and enjoying the pampering brought to her by this world. She will grow up little by little, she will stand up and run, she will babble and call her "mother", she will pester her to play, and one day she will shyly tell her about the man she likes.
It's amazing!
Zhao Pei was too weak to get out of bed after giving birth, but she refused to let Shui Niang take the child away for a moment or leave the bed half an inch. When she had some strength, she held the child in her arms and teased him. It happened that Ruhua brought a large and small tonic and placed it beside the bed. Zhao Pei frowned and complained: "But I'm tired of eating it. Are these useful?"
Ruhua looked at the child in her arms and said, "It should be useful. Shui Niang said that it is most important to nourish the body after giving birth. Miss, think about it, you have lost such a big piece of flesh."
"What meat?!" Zhao Pei glared at her, "You really don't know how to talk, this is my baby. What meat? From now on, you have to call her Miss Zhen'er."
Ruhua lowered her eyes and pursed her lips: "I found that the young lady has stopped caring about anything since she had Miss Zhen'er."
Zhao Pei smiled: "Of course, after all, it's a piece of my own flesh."
Ruhua caught the cue: "Oh, Miss. You said it yourself!"
She was stunned, opened her mouth but couldn't curse. He glared at her angrily and picked up the soup bowl. Zhen'er arched her body in his arms, seeming to be a little uncomfortable. Zhao Pei hurriedly looked at her to see where she was uncomfortable, but Zhen'er's face turned red and then she burst into tears, crying more and more sadly.
Zhao Pei panicked and looked up at Ruhua: "Ruhua, what happened to her?"
Ruhua was not quite sure either, and stammered tentatively: "Are you hungry, young lady?"
Zhao Pei suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of ginseng and carefully put it into her mouth.
"Auntie!" A startling cry frightened Zhao Pei so much that she spilled the ginseng soup on the bed. She looked up and saw Shui Niang rushing over and snatching her spoon as if she had seen a ghost: "Auntie, what are you doing?"
"Zhen'er seems hungry..." Zhao Pei replied weakly under Shuiniang's extremely serious gaze.
"So, Princess, you want to feed the young lady ginseng soup?" Shui Niang asked fearfully.
Zhao Pei blinked innocently and did not deny it. Shui Niang's face darkened: "Princess, if you do this again, I will take Miss Zhen'er away."
After hearing this, Zhao Pei quickly hugged her tightly in her arms and looked at her warily, "How dare you!"
Zhen'er was crying again, which was very disturbing. Zhao Pei had no choice but to say, "Shui Niang, take a look first, what's wrong with Zhen'er? She keeps crying."
Shui Niang walked forward and carefully took the child. She looked at him carefully and her face darkened: "Princess, the young lady has pooped."
Zhaopei's hand on Zhen'er's buttocks froze, and slowly fell down. "Then, then you go and help Zhen'er clean up..." Her voice gradually weakened, and she secretly complained: Didn't this child say anything when he pooped
(Hanzhen: Why didn’t I tell you? Didn’t I cry in front of you?) (To be continued)