Li Cuiying didn't really want Jiang Mengxue to go out right after giving birth. If she didn't recover well, it would have a great impact on her health in the future.

"Let's wait and see. At least we have to wait until our body recovers. We don't want to get sick from the postpartum period and then not be able to recover even if we want to."

"No need, Second Mother. I'm a doctor myself, and I know the patient's condition best. Besides, we won't be in the wind while driving, so we'll be home soon.

It’s inconvenient to do anything in the hospital. I have to run so far to go to the toilet. It’s more convenient at home.”

They were talking to themselves here, completely unaware that their conversation was being heard by several people in the beds outside.

The woman lying on the bed and about to fall asleep turned her head towards Jiang Mengxue, and no one knew what was in her mind.

Instead, her mother-in-law kept nagging and chattering, which made people annoyed.

"You greedy thing! You ate so many good things during pregnancy, how come my precious grandson only weighed so little when he was born?

Look at how fat you've made yourself, and how come you're so reluctant to give even a little flesh to your child? "

Luo Mingzhu felt aggrieved.

Is that what she wants? She doesn't want to be so fat.

But what can I do? No matter how much I eat during pregnancy, the weight only goes towards my body, and my belly doesn’t get bigger at all.

However, the baby weighed five kilograms at birth, which is not light.

But there is no harm without comparison.

Jiang Mengxue, who was in the same ward, had gained only a little weight compared to before she got pregnant.

But the baby weighed almost eight kilograms.

In this era, anyone who weighs more than five kilograms is considered fat, let alone eight kilograms.

It can be said that he is a fat boy in everyone's eyes.