Chapter 120 Extra: Yang Zhao's Diary (I)

Raising a baby is not something a seven-year-old boy should think about.

When Mingzhao was born, due to the trauma of a car accident, he was born a month earlier than the due date and weighed only 4.5 kilograms.

He stood by the incubator, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Too small.

He didn't know that people could be so small, with wrinkled faces, looking ugly and pitiful.

Premature babies are very fragile and need careful care, but Ming Zheng did not rest for long after giving birth. After Ming Zhao came out of the incubator safely, she hurriedly flew abroad.

The task of taking care of Mingzhao was given to Aunt Lin.

Zhou Tingyun followed Aunt Lin and circled around the baby.

Ming Zhao was very well-behaved at this time. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but just stared at Zhou Tingyun.

Until Zhou Tingyun unconsciously said she was ugly.

In an instant, the crying made the aunts panic and confused, and Zhou Tingyun was at a loss and felt guilty.

He actually didn't have a specific concept at the time, he just said whatever came to his mind.

The crying made him realize that he had made a big mistake, but Ming Zhao no longer wanted to pay attention to him. She would cry whenever she got close to him during the day, and he only dared to see her when he was asleep at night.

Looking at her sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, he remembered that she smiled at Aunt Lin during the day but refused to let him get close to her.

He felt sour and uncomfortable, and blamed himself even more.

The doctor said that it is best for premature babies to cry less, but he made her cry like this.

After many days of insomnia, Ming Zhao finally smiled at him after some coaxing. His round eyes narrowed into a slit, like a crescent moon.

So cute.

He suddenly felt that the sky had cleared up, and it seemed as if tens of thousands of white doves were flying in his heart.

Therefore, protecting his sister's smile became his top priority.

He started to be more active and insisted on learning from Aunt Lin how to change diapers, adjust the water temperature for bathing, prepare milk powder, and burp the baby to prevent spitting up.

Zhou Tingyun's learning ability was evident from a young age, and he learned very quickly.

He changed her diapers and fed her on time, stayed by the cradle all night, and finally put it next to his bed, wanting to keep an eye on her all the time.

Aunt Lin originally thought that the little boy was just acting on impulse and that he would give up soon because he was too tired.

After all, taking care of a baby is a huge test for adults. They need to stay alert at all times, stay up day and night, and not relax at all.

Unexpectedly, he continued to do so until Mingzhao was four or five months old, and his enthusiasm and concentration did not diminish at all.

Babies at this stage are actually quite difficult to take care of.

The first tooth erupted, and the uncomfortable feeling of teething caused Mingzhao to lose his appetite, cry constantly, and wake up more frequently at night.

Also likes to bite everywhere.

Her favorite tool for grinding her teeth is Zhou Tingyun's fingers.

Zhou Tingyun had no complaints about this. He washed his hands clean every day and took the initiative to relieve her teething discomfort.

Ming Zhao refused to drink milk, and he was more patient than anyone else. He coaxed her and fed her little by little, trying to get her to drink some.

But she did not cooperate. She waved her little hand and knocked the bottle to the ground, and spit all the milk she had just fed into her body onto Zhou Tingyun.

Zhou Tingyun had no time to clean himself up, and was worried that she was hungry, so he quickly made some milk powder again. While holding the doll to make her happy, he waited for the right moment to put the pacifier to Ming Zhao's mouth again.

I finally managed to feed it after coaxing it softly for a long time.

As soon as she finishes drinking, pick her up gently and carefully burp her.

When he went to bed at night, Aunt Lin was worried that he couldn't take it anymore, so she wanted to take Mingzhao away to take care of him so that he could have a good rest.

However, as soon as Ming Zhao separated from Zhou Tingyun, he opened his mouth and burst into tears.

Zhou Tingyun quickly carried the person back.

When she returned to his arms, her crying gradually stopped. She grabbed his fingers again, put them in her mouth and laughed foolishly.

Aunt Lin's eyes were full of helplessness, but Zhou Tingyun was in a surprisingly good mood. He gently wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with a cotton towel, then adjusted his posture so that Mingzhao could comfortably hold his hand and fall asleep peacefully.

Perhaps it is because of this that on an ordinary afternoon, the sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and gently covers the golden gauze.

Ming Zhao sat on the soft carpet, surrounded by various Barbie dolls, and suddenly spoke haltingly.

"Brother."

No one taught her deliberately.

When Aunt Lin heard the call, she was stunned at first, then her face was full of surprise. She walked quickly to Ming Zhao excitedly, squatted down, her eyes full of smiles and doting.

He kept praising her for being so smart and encouraged her to shout again.

"elder brother."

This time it's clearer.

Zhou Tingyun's fingertips were held by Ming Zhao's soft hands, and the whole world seemed to be quiet, with only the sweet voice of "brother" remaining.

The roots of his ears were red, and his eyes were also slightly red.

He found it difficult to describe the feeling.

Full and warm.

It was like a butterfly landing in his palm.

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As he grew older, Zhou Tingyun gradually took over all of Mingzhao's affairs.

Braid your hair, put on clothes, socks and shoes.

The braids cannot be the same every day, the clothes should be a princess dress, and the socks and shoes must match the princess dress.

Although Ming Zheng is not at home all year round, she still earns a lot of money and has a considerable amount of pocket money every month.

Zhou Tingyun helped Mingzhao save her pocket money, and Zhou Tingyun used all his own pocket money, except for school supplies, to buy her beautiful dresses.

I bought a bit too much one month and the remaining money was not enough to buy the new styles.

He saw Xiao Mingzhao trying to hold back his tears, with a pitiful and lost expression. He felt very uncomfortable. For the first time, he did something rebellious.

I wrote homework for the rich young man in the same class and ran errands for him.

There is also a chain of contempt between families, and new money and old money are an insurmountable gap.

Ming Zheng is an iconic figure of the emerging wealth force, and Zhou Tingyun naturally becomes the object of contempt and disdain among the wealthy young masters.

How could they let go of the opportunity to order him around and humiliate him?

As a result, Zhou Tingyun received a huge number of orders.

They are very concerned about their reputation and are very generous. For them, spending money is not just a means of doing business, but also an insulting act to show their superiority and belittle others.

So they usually just swipe their cards or throw money on his desk, mocking him for being a new nouveau riche who must have been poor and worldly-wise before, squandering all his money in a flash.

Zhou Tingyun didn't care. He ran errands during the day and stayed up late at night. After working for more than half a month, he finally saved enough money.

After buying the skirt, Mingzhao liked it so much that he held it tightly and refused to let go, his eyes sparkling with joy.

After changing impatiently, the first thing she did was to pounce on him softly and kiss his cheek sweetly.

Zhou Tingyun, who was only fourteen years old at that time, already knew how to hide his emotions. He appeared calm on the surface, but he had made up his mind in his heart.

In the future, I must make a lot of money and buy her more beautiful dresses.