"Jianjun, you're back. Come and eat!" Tingting took out boiled fish and braised pork trotters with soybeans from her spatial storage for Jianjun, while she drank chicken soup and ate vegetables herself.

"Honey, why are you eating so bland food? I have too much breast milk. Eat more light food, or you'll suffer from blocked milk ducts."

"I don't understand either, honey."

People nowadays lack oil and meat, so they need to eat a lot of supplements. It's actually not good for someone like me who eats a lot of oil.

"Wife, you're getting more and more amazing, you know everything."

“I found a lot of books in my space and learned a lot. We didn’t use the milk powder, but it’s okay. We can give it to our daughter later.”

"You're dreaming. I also love children. We can have a few more when he's older. It's not like we can't afford to raise them."

"Honey, we need to earn more money for the kids."

"Don't worry, baby, I'll keep trying."

“You said I read novels, but people can get calligraphy and paintings when they go to the city. Let’s go take a look when we have time.”

“The incident last time caused a huge uproar, so we need to be careful. The crackdown has been very strict these past six months. I’ve noticed that the guards at the entrance of our village are even more vigilant.”

"Alright, let's wait for the next six months and then look into making money in the city, and see if we can get our hands on some calligraphy and paintings."

"Honey, let's boil some more water later. I haven't taken a shower in a long time, and I feel like I'm going to smell bad and feel uncomfortable."

"Don't you need to observe a double postpartum period? Don't worry, I'm recovering well and haven't overexerted myself, so there's nothing wrong with me."

"Okay, I'll go boil some water, a lot, so you can take a bath."

Tingting took out all the shampoo, shower gel, and bath towel, and washed herself twice, finally feeling clean.

"I'm going to pour out the water and then go to work. Honey, you stay home and don't sneak up the mountain."

"Don't worry, if I go up the mountain, I can just put the child in my spatial dimension, and there will be no danger."

"That won't work either. Don't overexert yourself right after giving birth. I'm going to work. You can stay home and read novels. I bought so many novels back then, just use them to pass the time."

"Okay, don't worry about us, you go now."

After he left, Tingting felt very bored during the past month. After feeding Shitou, she started boiling water to tidy up the house and wipe it down.

Little Stone is a well-behaved child, making his new parents feel that he is very easy to take care of. He cries when he is hungry or sleepy, but then he falls asleep and doesn't cry when he wakes up.

This gave Tingting confidence in having another child.

That evening, Jianjun, who had just finished work, saw Tingting and said, "Honey, you've turned one month old too. Shall we hold a celebration for the baby's one-month birthday?"

"We know the situation now, so there's no need to do anything. We don't have much food, so let's not stand out. Let's have a meal with our parents, brothers, and sisters-in-law."

"Okay, then let's have our parents, brother and sister-in-law come over after work tomorrow night, and we'll cook something nice for them."

"No problem, honey. You can call someone tomorrow night and I'll bring the food up."

"Honey, let's have hot pot today. Okay, I'll have the mild version, and you can have the spicy one."

"What's wrong, honey? Don't you love spicy food the most?"

"Don't you think about it? This is easily absorbed by our son, and I'm afraid it will make him feel hot and bothered."

"You're making too much of a sacrifice, baby. Wait until it's almost a year old and then switch to formula. Otherwise, you won't be able to enjoy any delicious food."

"I'm quite happy to hear you say that," Tingting said, and started eating. Even though it was just clear soup, it was still satisfying.

"Have you decided on a name, honey? I have a few names for you to choose from."

"Grandpa can't have any objections, right? Those children were all given to me by my father. It's okay for me to name my son, right?"

"One is named Guo Zizhong, where Zi means talent, or Guo Baiyang, or Guo Wenbo."

"Oh, honey, the name you chose is nice, but think about it, nobody in our village has a name like that. There are plenty in the city, but they won't last long before there's a political movement."

"Let's get a name that fits the times, what do you think?"

“You’re right, wife. If the child doesn’t work out, let’s name him Guo Weidong. What do you think?”

"I think it's good. It has the meaning of defending the motherland. Not bad, let's take this one."