It comes from eating almonds! It's called almond.
She didn't have anything else to think about now. She just wanted to stop the pain. She really didn't expect that giving birth would hurt so much. It was simply... Yan Qingsi felt terrible just thinking about it. She would never try it a second time in the future.
Even if the second child is now allowed and encouraged, she will never want a second child. Giving birth is really terrible for women.
Yue Tingfeng felt heartbroken when she saw Yan Qingsi's pale face, but when she looked at her sleeping son, she couldn't help but say, "Honey, this name...isn't it...too casual..."
If I ate something else before giving birth today, does that mean... something else? Yue Tingfeng thought of a lot of things in his mind.
My son will cry when he grows up!
Yan Qingsi opened her eyes and looked sideways.
That look instantly gave Yue Tingfeng a taste of authority, and he immediately shut up: "Ahem..."
Yan Qingsi said weakly: "If you don't like this, okay, let's call the stock."
Yue Tingfeng picked up a tissue and gently wiped the sweat from Yan Qingsi's forehead, and said: "Better... call me Xingren, Xingren is very good, very good."
The wife can name her whatever she wants. She worked so hard to give birth to her son, and she has the most power to name her son. Even if it’s a stock call, he can’t say anything.
But between stocks and almonds, it’s still... almonds.
Xing Xing Xing, he is his son anyway, not him, as long as his wife is happy.
Yan Qingsi let out a breath, and Yue Tingfeng picked up the brown sugar water at the head of the bed: "Here, drink some more water."
Yue Tingfeng said while feeding water: "The doctor said that our Xingren is still a very well-behaved child. This is already a very short time. Some may take seven or eight hours. There are two pregnant women in this hospital who are about the same age as you." I entered the delivery room, but I haven’t given birth yet.”
Although he was not very willing to let his son be called Xingren, when he opened his mouth, Yue Tingfeng screamed very smoothly, and it didn't look like it was the first time.
Yue Tingfeng was still frightened when he thought about Yan Qingsi's delivery. Waiting outside the delivery room was like all kinds of torture.
How many times did he want to rush in? If he was made to wait for seven or eight hours, he wouldn't even want his son.
Yan Qingsi took a breath: "If he dares for seven or eight hours, I..."
She wanted to say something harsh, but she looked down and saw the ugly little red ball sleeping next to her. Yan Qingsi sighed, no matter how harsh she said, she would not let go. This little ancestor already knew that he loved his mother. , came out so quickly.
Forget it, for the sake of this little guy being so sensible, let him do one less set of mock tests every day in the next two years, but he still has to do the other things.
Perhaps Xiao Xingren had already sensed the malice coming from her own mother, so she wrinkled her little nose, and after a while, she opened her mouth to cry.
Yan Qingsi was surprised: "Why is he crying?"
She is a new mother, she doesn't know anything, and Yan Qingsi doesn't have the strength to hug him even if she wants to.
Yue Tingfeng touched his son's soft little face: "Maybe... hungry?"
"Didn't the nurses give them milk powder?"
"Maybe I'm hungry again, I'll go find the nurse..."
Just then, Su Ningmei came back with a thermos bucket, sweating profusely from the heat. When she heard her eldest grandson crying, she quickly put the thermos bucket down and said to Yue Tingfeng: "Go and feed Qingsi, I'll make milk powder for your grandson."
On the first day after giving birth, the mother's milk has not come down and she cannot feed her baby, so she needs to feed her baby milk powder for the first two days.