The corners of Shen Zhiyi's eyes were red, and there was a moist mist in her rippling eyes. She smiled triumphantly at Song Xiaomei, and then raised her eyes to look at her man.

She curled her lips and arched her eyebrows. Seeing his face was so hard and hard, even though he had seen her, he still seemed unable to be completely relieved. She hummed softly, "Hubby... I'm so sleepy!"

“… …”

Jiang Cheng seemed to have finally pressed a switch with these words.

He raised his hands, but they remained in the air for a moment like rusty machinery. "I, I'll take you to the ward to rest."

"Let's go home after we've had enough sleep."

Jiang Cheng's eyelashes were drooping like crow feathers, and his thin lips were almost pressed into a straight line.

He stepped forward and took over Shen Zhiyi’s bed from the nurse.

"Captain Jiang, let's go to the next room. Director Wang said this ward is quiet and spacious! There's sunshine!"

"Comrade Shen just gave birth to a baby, so getting some sun will help her recover!"

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Jiang Cheng thanked him politely, and then pushed Shen Zhiyi into the ward.

On the way, he felt like he was transporting a fragile and expensive piece of porcelain, and he wanted to get his wife to the ward at a snail's pace.

The look of cherishing and treasuring him made Shanzi's teeth ache.

"A tough guy with a soft side... Our leader truly is a tough guy with a soft side!"

“Tsk tsk tsk!”

Shanzi shook his head and sighed repeatedly.

Song Xiaomei raised her hand and hit his arm, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Stop making fun of Comrade Jiang Cheng."

"Why don't you talk about the time when you begged me?"

"Oh my god, Xiaomei!"

Wang Dashan hurriedly covered her mouth and said, "You can't tell my sister-in-law about this!"

"I... I finally found an opportunity to make fun of Jiang Tuan. If you let him know, how can I make fun of him? He will definitely get angry with me!"

"We're the same!"

"Okay, this is none of your business. Go back to the army."

Song Xiaomei waved her hand and planned to go into the ward to see Shen Zhiyi and the baby.

Shanzi stopped messing around and just nodded and whispered, "Xiaomei, remember to give the red envelope I gave to the baby to your sister-in-law when the time comes!"

"You can't tell Jiang Tuan, or he'll definitely refuse!"

"Okay, don't worry!"

When Song Xiaomei entered the ward, Zhou Ping and Aunt Liu had already moved a chair and sat next to the bed.

But Jiang Cheng still couldn't sit down.

It was like a telephone pole, standing at the head of Shen Zhiyi's bed.

Song Xiaomei knew that she shouldn't learn from Wang Dashan and make fun of him at this time, but she really couldn't help it.

She felt that if Captain Jiang had a sword on his waist now, he would be like the imperial guards protecting the emperor in ancient times.

The "Emperor" couldn't stand it anymore.

She lifted her long eyelashes and chuckled twice, "Hubby, can you sit down?"

"You're too big, you're blocking the sunlight a bit."

"Everyone told me to get more sun!"

"I'm really fine, can you sit for a while?"

“… …”

Jiang Cheng then looked embarrassed and moved a chair to sit down properly.

His rough hands were placed neatly on his knees, like a new soldier waiting for his leader to give him a task.

Director Wang washed and disinfected his hands again before walking into the ward.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Hey, why are you all surrounding the adults?"

"Come and see the baby, Sister Zhou, even as a grandmother you need to hug her!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Aunt Liu slapped her forehead, "I forgot about the baby, oh my."

"But this kid just cried twice a moment ago, why is there no movement now?"

"...Yeah! Hey, look at this!"

Director Wang pointed at the baby in the cradle and said, "It's opening its eyes!"

"Oh, what big eyes! They're so pretty... so handsome!"

"These eyes must be like Comrade Shen's, round! Captain Jiang has long eyes!"

Jiang Cheng then realized that he seemed to have neglected the baby a little, but he still couldn't bear to leave, so he said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, you and Aunt Liu go over and hug the baby."

"I'll just stay here and watch over Zhiyi."

"Hey! Come on, Aunt Liu, let's go hold him! My grandson has been left out for so long, let's let him recognize people!"

The little boy who had been ignored for a long time finally welcomed a few warm and careful hugs. He stared with his pair of dark peach blossom eyes, which were tinged with a light amber color.

Although still in its infancy, one can foresee that it will have an appearance that is almost a "troublemaker" in the future.

Song Xiaomei is straightforward and says whatever she thinks.

Seeing the little dumpling smile, a dimple appeared on his cheek, and his heart trembled immediately. He turned his head and said, "Chen Zhiyi!"

"Your son is not a simple one!"

"You're already hooking up at such a young age? What's next for you?"

"How many little girls must be chasing after this guy!"

"He dares."

Jiang Cheng frowned and snorted coldly: "If he dares to bully others and cheat on others, I will beat him to death!"

“Wow—wow—wow!!”

Perhaps the little kid felt the anger from his father, he was grinning and giggling just now, but the next second he started crying with his neck stretched out.

Director Wang was helpless.

"Jiang Tuan, this kid is still quite young, why are you so fierce?"

"What does he know?"

"Oh come on, Comrade Shen, come and feed me!"

Director Wang took the child and walked to the bedside.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng stopped him in time, "Director Wang, let me tell you this."

"Please everyone go out and avoid it first. I will help her try."

"...What? Still trying to avoid it?"

Director Wang was stunned when he heard this. He thought to himself, I have never heard that a woman who just gave birth has to consider her face.

The baby has been born and there are familiar people around, so why can't I breastfeed in front of everyone?

Shen Zhiyi was also distracted for a while after listening to it.

Afterwards, my heart felt sore and swollen, and my eye sockets felt soft because of the warmth.

"Um."

Jiang Cheng's expression remained calm, his tone deep and solemn: "My wife will always be a little girl in my eyes."

"I don't want people to watch her."

"Chengcheng is right," Zhou Ping also echoed, "It's time to change our old ideas!"

"Why shouldn't women have to maintain their dignity and prestige after giving birth and becoming mothers?"

"Come on, let's all go out!"

"Just feed me! You'll learn it if you try!"

"It's okay, Zhiyi. If you two can't fix it, call mom first!"

"Mom can't see, it's okay!"

The three older ones took Song Xiaomei out together.

When the ward was empty, Shen Zhiyi finally relaxed completely. She put her black braid on her shoulders, looked at her son who was still crying beside her, and smiled softly, "Hey, husband, you really don't want to hug him?"