Chapter 675: Similar Eyes and Eyes

"Come on, Xiao Wen, try it yourself." Aunt Zhang had already cleaned up and made room for me. "If I need to take a leave of absence in the future, you won't be left in the dark."

Wen Liang carefully took the clean diaper handed to him by Aunt Zhang, and imitated the previous action, gently lifting An An's calf.

The little guy seemed to sense something, twisting his body restlessly, his little face wrinkled, and he was about to cry again.

"Don't be afraid, be gentle." Aunt Zhang instructed, "Yes, just like that, put the diaper underneath..."

Wen Liang held his breath, afraid of hurting his daughter.

Her fingers were trembling slightly and beads of sweat were already appearing on her forehead.

Fu Zheng smiled and gently held her hand: "Relax, An An won't bite you."

"Shut up! If you can do it, go ahead."

Wen Liang glared at him and continued to concentrate on changing An An's diaper.

Fu Zheng shut up.

Finally, under the guidance of Aunt Zhang, Wen Liang completed the "feat" of changing diapers for the first time.

She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "So changing diapers is so difficult..."

Aunt Zhang smiled and wrapped An An up again, covering her with the quilt: "Practice makes perfect, just practice a few more times and you'll be fine."

What she didn't say was that a new mother like Wen Liang was afraid of making her baby cry, so she was very careful at the beginning. But babies of this age can't speak, so they can only cry to express their discomfort. They cry when they are hungry, when they wet themselves, or when they feel insecure. Once Wen Liang gets used to her baby crying, she won't be so panicked and scared anymore.

Fu Shifan watched with great interest: "Aunt, I want to learn too!"

Wen Liang touched her head: "You don't need to learn this."

After changing An An's diaper, he seemed to feel much more comfortable. His little face relaxed and he fell into a deep sleep again.

Wen Liang sat by the bed, looking at his daughter sleeping soundly, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Aliang," Fu Zheng said softly, "You go and have a rest. I'll stay here to watch over An An."

Wen Liang shook his head: "I'm not tired."

So, the family of three continued to sit by the bed and stare at An An.

Aunt Zhang looked at their curious expressions and shook her head helplessly.

Fu Shifan leaned over to An An and took a look, then whispered, "Aunt, look at my sister's double eyelids..."

Wen Liang also responded quietly, "Your father and I both have double eyelids. Do you think your sister looks like me or your father?"

Fu Shifan looked at An An, then at Wen Liang and Fu Zheng, and said seriously, "Well, I think his eyebrows and eyes are like dad's, and his mouth is like aunt's."

Wen Liang had already noticed this from the surveillance video, "I think so too."

They say daughters look like their fathers, and it seems to be true.

She couldn't help but look at Fu Shifan again. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Fu Zheng's.

Wen Liang turned around and looked at An An a few times.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her looking around, Fu Zheng asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, I just thought Fanfan and An'an looked a bit alike because they both have your facial features."

Hearing this, Fu Zheng looked up at Fu Shifan, then at An An, and nodded slightly, agreeing with Wen Liang's point of view, "That's good."

Fu Shifan couldn't help but take a mirror, look at himself, and then look at his sister.

My sister seems to be a bit like her.

Like sisters.

Fu Shifan couldn't help but feel a little excited.

At this moment, An An suddenly moved and pursed her little lips.

Wen Liang immediately became nervous: "Is she hungry? Aunt Zhang... Aunt Zhang..."

As soon as Aunt Zhang came back, she boiled some hot water and set it aside.

Hearing the shout, she looked at the time and said, "It should be about time. I'll go make the milk powder."

Wen Liang hurried out: "Let me do it, you teach me how to do it."

Fu Zheng also followed him out.

Under Aunt Zhang's guidance, Wen Liang prepared a small bottle of milk powder.

She carefully tested the temperature, and when she felt it was okay, she took the bottle in.

At that moment, Wen Liang wondered, should he pry open An An's mouth and stuff the bottle in?

wrong.

She recalled the scene she saw on the surveillance camera of the nurse feeding An An, and gently brought the pacifier to An An's mouth.

The little guy seemed to smell the fragrance of milk and immediately began to suck it eagerly, his little face puffing up, which was very cute.

So, the family of three, plus Aunt Zhang, watched An An breastfeed.

The liquid in the bottle gradually decreased until it reached the bottom. Wenliang took out the bottle and handed it to Aunt Zhang to clean.

After eating, An An didn't seem to be sleepy anymore, and looked around with his eyes wide open.

Wen Liang saw it and shook a rattle.

The sound of "dong dong dong" attracted her attention. An An stared at the rattle and suddenly laughed, her little hands grabbing in the air.

"My sister can laugh!" Fu Shifan said in surprise.

After the first two days of strangeness, Wen Liang gradually began to get used to An An's presence. She got used to going to the guest bedroom to check on An An after work and playing with her when she woke up. She would wait until An An fell asleep at night before returning to her room to rest.

A few days passed in a flash, and soon it was February 25th, An An's full moon banquet.

Fu Zheng and his uncle and aunt went to the hotel first to entertain the guests, while Wen Liang went later with the children.

Aunt Zhang wrapped An An warmly, got out of the car, and went straight to the lounge. Wen Liang carried An An's supplies, followed by Fu Shifan and Aunt Wang.

The air conditioning in the lounge was on full blast and it was very warm. It was divided into an inner room and an outer room. There was a small bed in the inner room. Aunt Zhang used the outermost small blanket to cushion An An and put her on the bed.

When they arrived at a strange place, An An opened his eyes, looked around, and started playing with bubbles.

Aunt Zhang was watching An An in the inner room, while Fu Shifan was playing in the outer room.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Second Aunt pushed open the door with a kind smile on her face: "Fanfan, where is your sister? Let me see this little baby."

Hearing the voice, Aunt Zhang stood up and opened the inner door: "Second Madam, An An is in there."

Wen Liang was sitting by the bed, gently shaking a rattle to entertain An An.

The little guy opened his big round eyes, stared at the rattle curiously, and giggled from time to time.

"Oh, this little baby is so cute!" Second Aunt walked in, took a closer look, and praised him as if it were free. "He looks just like Ah Zheng when he was a child."

Wen Liang smiled and nodded: "Yes, everyone says so."

"This child is so well behaved, he doesn't cry or make a fuss."

Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "An An has a good personality and rarely cries, which saves me a lot of worry."

"The old lady had a cold these past two days, so she didn't come. When she gets better, you can take An An to see her."

"Yeah, I know," Wen Liang nodded, "Where's Fu Zheng?"

"He's outside welcoming guests."

The banquet hall was decorated with lights and pink balloons and ribbons adorned every corner.

At the entrance of the hall, Fu Zheng was wearing a well-tailored black suit, with dark patterns flowing under the corridor lights, making him look even more upright.

"Mr. Fu, congratulations on the birth of your daughter!" A director of a certain group smiled and handed over a gilded congratulatory card.

Fu Zheng collected his thoughts and politely responded, "Mr. Wang, thank you for taking the trouble to have you here. It's a great honor for us to have you here. Please come in."

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in Fu Zheng's sight.

Huo Dongcheng walked slowly towards them, holding Mason's hand.

He was wearing a dark grey custom-made suit today, which made him look even more calm and reserved.

Mason was wearing a small suit and looked a little stiff.