Holding Xin Wu's hand, Mu Yi felt extremely relieved and just moved forward.
Although it is dark under the feet, when you walk up, it is very flat without any obstacles. The feet feel good, as if you are stepping on a "finely decorated" hard floor. Xinwu likes this "artificial feeling", which is friendly and safe.
As they got closer and closer, the smiling "blue light" mouth shape turned into a somewhat "shocked" expression, the "upper lip line" gradually raised and turned into an "O" shape, and this " The O" shape is just enough for them to enter easily and then walk inside.
After passing through this "O" shaped secondary entrance, Xin Wu heard the sound of "bubbles" getting denser and louder; and it began to be mixed with some tiny noises.
"Muyi, Muyi?..."
At this time, Muyi was forced out of the dream by a huge pain in his abdomen.
Yes, she actually took a nap after giving birth to her son successfully;
What made her wake up from the pain again was her son being picked up and lying in her arms, the first mouthful of breast milk that he was born to ask for.
The son's little mouth, just born, was just a red, soft little thing. This little thing used its "sucking strength" to suck the milk!
Mu Yi was helped to sit up, put on her brocade jacket to protect her from the wind, hugged the little thing tightly, endured the pain, and let him suck it.
Although she can't produce a baby right away, I heard that it won't be long before her son has the ability to secrete her precious "colostrum."
Ji Yu's daughter-in-law, Yan Ling'er's sister-in-law, was sitting next to her, helping her correct the way she held the baby and the correct posture for breastfeeding.
"You need to put more in, you know? Yes, that's right!"
Yan Ling'er felt clumsy and fresh. She endured the pain and fed the baby according to the method taught by her virtuous sister-in-law. Sure enough, the baby's mammary glands were really opened. For the first time, she felt an extremely strange feeling. :
It's like "the body is hollowed out"!
This kind of advertising slogan is not borrowed enough. It should be said that it is like many holes suddenly opened in the middle of the chest, and the unprecedented sense of pleasure, coolness, and movement... all come together. Unless you have experienced it yourself, it is really strange. It is difficult to describe this feeling clearly in words. Only those who have been mothers and breastfed themselves can understand this feeling.
After gradually getting used to it, Yan Ling'er and the newborn have reached a consensus:
"Advance and retreat together, wake up together."
If it weren't for such creatures to have "the same rhythm", Yan Ling'er would definitely go crazy.
Fortunately, this son was born to "repay the favor". He wakes up during the day and sleeps at night. He doesn't cry or make trouble until dawn. He is simply a little angel on earth.
In order to give this "little angel" a decent name, Yan Ling'er asked Xiang Zhong to ask the etiquette teacher Guan Ya to choose a powerful name that could bless this little thing with a safe and smooth life, no illness and disaster, and grow taller quickly. big.
Xiang Zhong originally had his own ideas, but due to Yan Ling'er's status as a "witch", the child who was born in the Yan Mansion could not take his surname, but had to take his mother's surname.
"Gongshu...Gongshu Qin?"
"No, no, no! 'Qin' and 'Qing' are connected. Emotionally, we can't lose!"
"Gongshu...Makoto?"
"It doesn't seem to be a good thing. I am too honest and easily bullied. Think about it again!"
"Gongshu... Yan?"
"This is a bit awesome! Haha, ask the dental technician if this works?"
"..."
After several discussions, the tooth master finally came up with the help of yarrow divination, and it was really the "most powerful" plan:
"Public transportation is strict."
"Yan'er, my good Yan'er! When he grows up, he must be a powerful character!"
Yan Ling'er and Xiang Zhong were both very satisfied with the name, as if their children had received the most comprehensive "whole-life safe life insurance", and they felt at ease.
This "Yan'er" was indeed well protected by them and was very safe and healthy.
Before Gongshu Yan reached the age of 8, he almost never got sick, not even a fever, headache or brain fever. What a worry-free child.
It wasn't until the family invited a husband and started reading that the child's "illness" became apparent.
To talk about this "disease", it means one thing: restlessness.
Mu Yi never thought that her precious son, who was originally a quiet baby, would change into a different person when he saw books. Sitting in front of the desk, he was squirming in all kinds of ways. , can never live in peace.
But when a few birds flew outside the window, and a few ants crawled on the windowsill, he remembered it clearly. When he told his parents about the "learning experience" in the school in the evening, the things in the books, in one sentence He was fooled; but he was willing to use a long time and language to describe this part of the "new things" in detail about the nature and small creatures outside the window.
"Look, Yan'er is just following you! He only likes to do things, not reading."
Xiang Zhong smiled and put the responsibility on Muyi's side.
"What's wrong with following me? The books are full of fictions. Only when they come true can they be true. I am willing! My son will follow his mother, so blessed!"
Mu Yi supported her son.
"Yes, yes, it's up to you, it's up to you! This surname is already up to you; your temper is up to you too. Alas, I have been busy for a long time in vain, and it has nothing to do with me?!"
Xiang Zhong pretended to be disappointed and complained, of course Muyi could hear it.
"Okay! You just want to have another baby? Why put it so tactfully?"
Muyi was not polite and exposed him directly.
"Yeah! Wouldn't it be nice if we could have another child, and use the word 'good'? Although Brother Xiang Zheng has already given birth to a child for the Xiang family, the incense will not be cut off. However, for the two of us, this The word 'good' is still missing half of it? Look..."
Xiang Zhong said, right behind Mu Yi, using his finger as a pen, he slowly drew the word "good", and then asked with a smile:
"Tell me, what word did I write?"
"good!"
Muyi carefully understood the strokes Xiang Zhong drew on her back through her clothes. She immediately guessed it and blurted out the "answer".
"Well, that means you agreed!"
Xiang Zhong smiled even more happily, and the crescent moon appeared in front of Muyi again.
"What! You stole the plane!"
"..."
"No, Yan'er is here, no."
"I put him on the crib, and look, he fell asleep. He slept so soundly and deeply! He must have been dreaming about his sister, haha..."
"That……"
"..."
Ten months later, Yan'er finally welcomed his "little sister". That cute little mouth was as red as a budding rose. What a lovely girl!
"Mom, dad, what's your sister's name?"
