Perhaps Qin Guanglin took good care of her during her pregnancy, and within two days after giving birth, He Wei had already recovered, rejected Qin Guanglin's proposal to stay for a few more days for observation, and was discharged from the hospital on the third day, and the family returned to Tonglin Road by car home.
Father He didn't stay any longer, seeing that He Wu had nothing to do, he was confinement at home, so he asked Qin Guanglin to send him to the train station, and left before the peak of the Spring Festival travel season, saying he would come back when the moon was full.
"Call me Dad... Dad~ Dad."
Qin Guanglin, who had already packed his mind and started to get excited about being a father, lay on the bed and called his three-day-old daughter Dad, frowning at the sight.
If he could call him, he would be so scared that he would pick him up and run away, right? It takes at least eight months for a baby to learn the tongue. When it is about one year old, it can consciously call mom and dad. After three days, it can only learn to cry and sleep.
"It's only been three days since I've been screaming, can you be quiet for a while?"
"It's called pre-speaking education, just like prenatal education. She can't speak, but she can listen." Qin Guanglin plausibly said, kneeling on the bed like a fool.
The little people he and He Wu made together feel amazing just by looking at them.
The feeling of being connected by blood.
"When you call her like this until she can talk, the added up number of times may be about the same as the number of times she calls you in the next few decades." He might as well lie on the side and keep humming, "It's fair."
"..."
Qin Guanglin smacked his lips, he was really glad he didn't give birth to a brat.
"Hey, give me that pen and paper."
"No, what are you going to do? Write a diary for your daughter?"
"Go ahead and call you."
He might as well take the pen and paper, lie on his stomach on the bed, put the paper on the head of the bed and start writing.
Qin Guanglin didn't look at what she wrote, knelt down on the bed again, and played winking and pouting games with his daughter.
In the future, this little person will grow up slowly, go to school, go to school, take exams, work, make friends like a tree bud, and then like her mother, find someone who loves her and loves her like a father, Spend the rest of your life together.
Thinking about it is really... full of happiness, maybe this is the meaning of life, to continue happiness from generation to generation, good or bad, experience it once, and then ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
"Here, go shopping according to the above, and bring some New Year's goods by the way... Don't be silly, drive."
He might as well write a whole page, put down the pen and hand the paper to Qin Guanglin, urging him to get out of bed, even stretching out his feet to push him when he was sluggish.
"What... why do you buy so many diapers? And vegetables? Why are these medicines used? Are you trying to empty the supermarket?"
Qin Guanglin looked at the purchase list she had written, and couldn't help asking five consecutive questions, showing deep doubts.
"Buy it and it's over... By the way, I also bought a big bag of rice and noodles. We are going to hibernate. Women have to hibernate for two months after giving birth."
"..."
Seeing that He Wu was joking and had a serious expression on his face, Qin Guanglin didn't ask any more questions, got out of bed and tidied his clothes, went out and put on his coat before going out.
Maybe the zombie virus is about to break out.
"Why are you going?" Mother Qin asked casually when she saw that Qin Guanglin was about to go out while she was cooking confinement soup in the kitchen.
"Go shopping for New Year's goods."
"Wait and let me go together."
"No, why don't you just watch, you can't leave her at home alone."
"Then remember to bring back a bag of salt."
"I'll buy ten packs!"
Bang.
Qin Guanglin's last words fell with the sound of closing the door, and Teng Teng went downstairs and got into the car, holding the list given by He Zhi to go shopping.
Mother Qin shook her head in the kitchen, put a freshly made confinement soup in a small bowl, and brought it to He Wei's bedroom, "Come on, this great nourishing soup will not only nourish your body, but also keep our little Anya from starving..."
"Mom, in fact, one bowl a day is enough. You don't need to do so much. You see, I am physically strong. I used to exercise every day, so I am not so weak." Why not imitate Qin Guanglin's muscle-stretching posture on weekdays, stretch out your arms and bend upwards , to show off his biceps, but it's a pity that his slender arms don't have much muscle, and they can't compare with Qin Guanglin's arms.
"Oh, isn't this just one meal a day, drink it slowly and don't burn it..."
"It's the second bowl today, and the third bowl came yesterday."
"The effects are different. This conditioning soup, that prolactin, and... Anyway, the baby is born, and there is no such thing as overnutrition." Qin's mother looked at her with urging eyes, "Hurry up, drink it, it's all good stuff, I guarantee it Raising you white and fat is also good for my daughter."
"..."
"When Anya is full moon, if her grandfather comes over and sees that you have lost weight... Tsk, isn't it?"
"Well... delicious."
He might as well take a spoon and slowly put it into his mouth with a bitter face. This soup is really nourishing. She has experienced it once before.
"Oh, that's right."
Qin's mother watched her finish a small bowl of soup with satisfaction, took the empty bowl and spoon, and helped her tuck the quilt, "Have a good rest, if you have something to say, I'll be outside."
A bowl of soup every morning, noon and evening, she will make this daughter-in-law plump, tender and juicy.
Well, self-cultivation as a mother-in-law.
Qin Guanglin went there all afternoon and came back in the evening, carrying a 50-jin bag of rice on his shoulders, and before Qin's mother asked him why he bought rice again, he ran downstairs again.
After a while, Qin Guanglin appeared at the door again with noodles on his shoulders. Qin's mother frowned, "Is this something you bought for the New Year? Where's the salt?"
"Wait, it's not over yet."
After the words fell, Qin Guanglin had disappeared at the door.
Qin's mother sat on the sofa and watched. As time passed, the expression on her face kept changing. She resisted the urge to go downstairs together to see how many things he bought. There must be someone upstairs here, so as not to find anything less than people.
"Gone?"
When Qin Guanglin finally leaned on the sofa and wiped his sweat to breathe, Qin's mother couldn't help asking.
"There are still a few boxes of diapers and so on. I'll take a break and go get them."
"... You moved the supermarket here? I told you to buy new year's goods, not to stock up. What are these... tissue paper, masks, and this medicine... why do you buy so much?!"
"Uh... wait a minute, I'll go down and move things first."
Qin Guanglin couldn't find a reason, and he didn't want to say that why didn't he ask him to buy it, so as to leave Qin's mother the impression that she was ignorant and wasted money, so he could only avoid it for a while, and see what he might say later.
"Is there something wrong with Guanglin? It won't be like that Fan He who won the lottery and was overjoyed to be a father, right?" Qin Ma sat on the sofa and hesitated for a moment, knocked on the bedroom door worriedly, and sat on the edge of the bed. Discuss countermeasures.
The young couple had just had a child, so He Wu had to know about it. Qin Guanglin talked to He Wu and the two of them most intimately, so that any problems could be solved easily.
"Oh, this Guanglin said just now. Didn't he quit his job? He stayed at home to paint, and always went out to trouble. The two of us just stayed at home to raise our daughter, write novels, draw comics, and be a hamster... Uh... a hamster Just move a bunch of things and store them at home, so you don’t panic if you have food at home.”
Why not ponder and explain, and gesticulated with his head, "When he is an artist, his ideas are a little... different. He mentioned it before, so let him this time."
The husband is used to take the blame in front of the mother-in-law.
"Oh~ He used to like to stay at home and draw and never go out. He must have planned this long ago."
Qin's mother thought about it for a while, and felt that the hamster was quite suitable for the old Qin Guanglin. She shook her head and said, "You are used to it, just take care of him. Now your family of three lives in peace and stability. You are in charge at home, don't get used to him every day."
Knowing that Qin Guanglin didn't have a convulsion, she didn't want to worry about it anymore. She, a mother-in-law, just talked about it occasionally during the couple's life, and she couldn't care too much.
Just looking at the pile of things outside feels bad, don't let the good days go to waste.
(end of this chapter)