Yan Xia often sees people complaining about their mothers-in-law online, such as resentment during postpartum confinement, or that their mothers-in-law don't contribute financially or physically, etc.

New mothers, who are already vulnerable, have to take care of their babies on their own after giving birth and suffer from mistreatment, which leads to postpartum illnesses.

In more severe cases, it can lead to postpartum depression.

People jumping off buildings are a common occurrence.

With these examples in mind, Yan Xia naturally wouldn't let Xiao He become like them.

She wants to be the best mother-in-law!

"Before you finish your confinement period, Mom will have someone come to your home to make you a few new outfits. You can choose your favorite one to wear for your full-month celebration. Oh, and Mom will also get you two sets of headdresses to wear. Be good, eat this chicken leg, and then drink the last sip of soup before going to sleep. Don't worry about anything, Mom is here for you."

Yan Xia took the chicken leg bone and held it to Xiao He's mouth, urging her to eat it.

"Mom, thank you for being so good to me."

Xiao He's eyes welled up with tears again.

She was so moved that she didn't know what to say.

Even her own mother couldn't compare to her mother-in-law.

"Silly child, why are you crying? You can't cry during postpartum confinement. Here, have some chicken leg." Yan Xia picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped away her tears.

I coaxed her to finish the chicken leg and soup, and then covered her with the blanket before leaving.

"Changfu, don't worry about anything today. Just stay with Xiaohe while she sleeps. When she wakes up, come out and tell your mother that I'll have the cook prepare her postpartum meals."

"Yes, Mother."

After Yan Xia finished speaking, she picked up her bowl and left.

Changfu sat obediently by the bed, watching his wife sleep.

"Xia'er, how is Xiao He?" Yan Hecheng asked as he entered the third courtyard.

"She's fine, don't worry, Dad. The old doctor will stay in your courtyard tonight. Find them an empty room to sleep in." Yan Xia had just stepped into the courtyard when her father stopped her and asked her a question.

"That's good. It's strange, the sky cleared up right after Xiaohe gave birth. It seems that Dad's great-granddaughter is destined for good fortune."

Yan Hecheng's unintentional remark made Yan Xia fall into deep thought.

Is your destiny marked by water?

It seems that's true. It was still hot and dry at noon, but as soon as Xiao He started, it began to rain heavily.

Her beloved granddaughter is probably a baby with water in her eyes.

night.

Xiaohe woke up as dusk fell.

The first thing she asked Changfu when she woke up was, "Where's Mother?"

Changfu even thought he was a son-in-law who had moved into his wife's family home.

Helpless, he went out to call Yan Xia, and in less than ten minutes, Yan Xia came over with two maids.

Each maid carried a tray with several small bowls of food on it.

The meal includes egg and lean pork soup, stir-fried fresh vegetables, stewed pig's trotters with soybeans, pork rib and winter melon soup, soft rice, and brown sugar glutinous rice balls as dessert.

At the beginning of the month, Yan Xia drew a blueprint.

I made a small table for Xiaohe's bed.

It was placed in the small lotus hall.

"Changfu, go to the main room and bring the small table." Yan Xia helped Xiaohe up, stuffed several soft pillows behind her back, and then said to her eldest son.

"Mother, is this it?" Changfu asked her, holding up the small table in his hand.

"Yes, this is it. Bring it here and put it on the small lotus bed."

After her son set the table, Yan Xia had the maid place the tray on the small table.

"Xiaohe, can you eat by yourself?" Yan Xia asked her.

"Mom, I can do it." Xiao He chuckled twice, picked up her chopsticks, and slowly began to eat.

Compared to previous meals, the postpartum meals were slightly milder in flavor, but exceptionally refreshing.

Even when stewing soybeans with pig's trotters, it's not greasy at all. The pig's trotters have been stewed for a long time, so they fall off the bone and melt in your mouth, making them both tender and sticky.

It's especially delicious.

"You can eat with Xiaohe. This is your meal; you can eat at the big table."

Unlike Xiaohe's postpartum meals.

Changfu ate ordinary dishes. Before dinner, Yanxia asked the cook to set aside a little bit from each dish for him.

Changfu was also hungry.

The couple, one sitting on a wooden chair and the other leaning against the bed, ate their meal together, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

Yan Xia quietly withdrew, and waited until Xiao He finished eating before she came over with her granddaughter.

"You look much more energetic now. Hold the baby, but try not to take care of her during your postpartum period. Focus on your recovery first. Once you're out of confinement, I'll allow you to sleep with her."

Yan Xia placed her sleeping granddaughter in Xiao He's arms.

"Mother, I'll listen to you. By the way, Mother, please name the child."

Xiaohe held her daughter, looking at her rosy little face, her heart softened, but then she thought of something and said to Yanxia.

"Alright, then I'll go back and think about it carefully. But you can choose the nickname."

"Thank you, Mother. Let's call her Tuanzi, a cute little meatball."

Xiaohe's eyes crinkled with laughter.

She gently poked her daughter's chubby cheek with her index finger.

"Tuanzi? That's really suitable. Our Tuanzi isn't like other newborn babies who are all wrinkled. Tuanzi is so cute, a chubby baby, isn't that just like a dumpling?"

Yan Xia leaned closer to take a look.

Her heart melted.

The granddaughter in the swaddling clothes had a round face like a ball, long and curved eyelashes, a small nose and eyes, and pink and tender cheeks.

so cute.

She was born with the best features of both Xiaohe and Changfu.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law decided on the child's name. As the child's biological father, Chang Fu couldn't get a word in edgewise. He ate his meal miserably, watching his mother and wife discuss the child's appearance, his eyes filled with resentment.

The next morning, after having breakfast at the Yan residence, the old doctor brought his apprentice to Xiaohe's room to take her pulse.

"Fortunately, her body hasn't suffered too much damage to her vital energy. However, she has given birth and lost blood, so she needs to be nourished, preferably through diet. Avoid medication if possible, but I would recommend medicinal cuisine, as it can help postpartum women recover faster..."

The old doctor explained how to make several medicinal dishes, and Yan Xia carefully took notes with paper and pen.

Xiaohe saw everything, and she quietly wiped away her tears.

Time flies.

On the 18th of August, the Yan residence was bustling with activity.

Today is Yan Xia's granddaughter's one-month celebration, so all the pastry shops and restaurants are closed for the day.

Yan Xia, along with Chang Fu and Xiao He, greeted the guests at the door, while the nanny stood next to Xiao He, holding a dumpling.

It's only been a month.

Xiaohe recovered remarkably well.

Like a young woman who has never had a child.

Her face was radiant, and she was dressed in a soft, shimmering gauze. Under the blazing sun, her body seemed to be bathed in light. A single bolt of this fabric was worth over a hundred taels of silver, and that was not all.

She wore a complete set of ruby ​​and sapphire butterfly headdresses today, which looked extremely noble. If you didn't know better, you would think she was the mistress of a wealthy family.

Especially her hands, from which a pair of bracelets could be faintly seen.

It is inlaid with various gemstones.

It's dazzling.

"Aunt Yan, congratulations! Congratulations on the birth of your granddaughter! Come, let me take a good look at this child. Wow, she's born so beautifully! Look at her fair and tender face, like a piece of tofu, and her eyes are so big!" Zuo Li praised as he took out a silver lucky charm and placed it on Tuanzi.