"What's wrong...are you hungry?" Lin Shufang rushed into the house, carrying a thermos in her hand. She had just gone back to stew crucian carp soup and heard her beloved grandson's cries from the corridor.

The little guy was incredibly strong, with powerful legs. Lu Mo almost couldn't hold him. His baby-holding technique wasn't very good, and it was quite stiff. Lin Shufang quickly took him over and gently coaxed him, but the little guy wouldn't listen and kept kicking, his head constantly turning towards Ye Qingqing.

"She must be hungry. Does Qingqing have milk yet? Let the baby suckle."

Lin Shufang placed the little one in Ye Qingqing's arms. The advantage of natural childbirth is that the baby can have milk on the same day, and it is the most nutritious colostrum. Lu Mo helped to fold up the clothes, and the little thing instinctively searched for it and sucked hard.

Each thrust was incredibly powerful, and the little guy's forehead was beaded with sweat. His chubby fists were clenched tightly, and it looked like he was putting in a lot of effort. No wonder people say he used the strength to suckle; babies really do use all their strength to suckle!

"It's coming out. The milk is at its most nourishing right now. Drink the crucian carp soup later, and there will definitely be more milk." Lin Shufang looked at the little baby suckling with loving eyes, her gaze so tender it could melt water.

The little guy had a big appetite. He wasn't satisfied with sucking from one side, so he ate from the other side. Only then was he barely full. Then he started to get restless again, kicking his legs even more excitedly. He was so strong that he didn't seem like a newborn. He was big and strong, even stronger than some one-month-old babies.

Lin Shufang skillfully pulled off the diaper, which was clean. Lu Mo said, "Just changed it."

"What's going on? Hmm... Is the baby looking for something?" Lin Shufang found it increasingly strange, as the little one kept turning his head towards Ye Qingqing.

Lu Mo also noticed, "Let's put the baby next to Qingqing, she probably misses her mother."

Lin Shufang patted the baby to help him burp before placing him next to Ye Qingqing. The baby was still restless, looking around, clearly searching for something.

"What are you looking for? Could it be ADHD?" Ye Qingqing felt this was very abnormal. Are newborns really this active?

Or is it just this one from her house?

Even though it wasn't normal, Ye Qingqing remained calm. After all, it had never been normal in the womb. But she was still uneasy. It was lazier than a turtle in the womb, never moving at all. But after it came out, it acted like it had ADHD. This child was deliberately trying to mess with her!

"Nonsense, how could my grandson have ADHD? Just pat him and soothe him; he listens to his mother the most," Lin Shufang retorted, giving him a reproachful look.

Ye Qingqing reached out and patted him. As soon as she touched the little guy's soft body, tears involuntarily streamed down her face. She had been holding back her tears ever since she woke up, but now that she had touched her son, she could no longer hold them back.

Only now did she finally feel at ease in this world.

Because her life was extended, she was finally closely connected with this world.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt somewhere?" Lu Mo asked anxiously.

Ye Qingqing shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face, unable to speak. Lu Mo grew increasingly anxious and wanted to press the call button to summon a doctor, but Ye Qingqing finally spoke, "I'm just happy, I'm fine."

As she spoke, she laughed again, tears welling in her eyes. She was both crying and laughing, and Lin Shufang's eyes were also a little moist. She could understand Ye Qingqing's feelings. When she gave birth to Lu Mo, she couldn't help but shed tears as well.