Song Hua opened the door, but instead of seeing Pei Zhiting as he expected, he saw Song Xijiao with messy hair.

“Cough cough cough…”

He immediately turned back to the door and pushed Chen Yun and Chen Yao out.

"Don't come in, Jiaojiao hasn't woken up yet. I'll come find you later."

After saying that, he slammed the door, walked to the bed, and glared at Song Xijiao angrily.

"You're still in confinement after childbirth, how could you not know the severity of the disease? If you develop a chronic illness, you'll regret it."

Song Xijiao pulled the quilt over her face and whispered, "Mom, I know."

"Don't just know it, you have to do it. Where's Pei Zhiting?"

"In the bathroom."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door opened with a "click" and Pei Zhiting walked out.

He changed his clothes, washed his face, and dressed neatly.

Pei Zhiting was not at all panicked and called for help without changing his expression.

"Mom, you're here."

"Don't call me mom, I can't stand it."

Song Hua walked to the door with a cold face, opened it, and turned around to say.

"Pei Zhiting, come out, I have something to talk to you about."

"My mother won't do anything to you, will she?"

"No, I'm going to go out and see what Mom has to say. You can rest first and don't have to wait for me."

Pei Zhiting went out and the door slammed shut, and Song Xijiao's heart trembled.

She hugged the quilt and rolled around in bed for a few times, feeling extremely uneasy.

Her mother wouldn't do anything to Pei Zhiting, right?

Probably not. Her mother is the most cultured person. She is just angry but she just says it verbally.

Pei Zhiting had been out for a long time, so long that Song Xijiao couldn't sit still anymore and planned to go out to look for him.

With a "click", the door opened and Pei Zhiting came in carrying a bowl of soup.

"If you don't come out, I'm going to go out and look for you. Where's my mom?"

"Mom has gone to school. Come, Jiaojiao, drink the soup."

Pei Zhiting held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, scooped up the soup, blew on it gently, and handed it to Song Xijiao's lips.

Song Xijiao drank the soup mouthful by mouthful, glancing at Pei Zhiting from time to time.

My mother let him go so easily?

It shouldn't be.

"What do you want to say?"

"My mother let you go so easily?"

"No, Mom made me write a letter of guarantee, promising not to touch you until you're done with your confinement. She even made me copy it a hundred times to make sure I remember it."

"real?"

Is her mother so good at talking?

"Really? The letter of guarantee is on the table. You can go and take a look."

Song Xijiao really got out of bed, walked to the desk, picked up the letter of guarantee and started reading it.

It's really a guarantee.

The content is guaranteed to be peculiar, unlike her mother's style.

"Change diapers, feed, coax to sleep, cook, wash dishes, do laundry, mop the floor, take care of my wife and children, love them, make them happy, satisfy them, never disobey, never complain..."

Is this definitely a guarantee letter and not a nanny letter?

"Well copied."

"Well, Mom said that if I can't finish it, I'm not allowed to enter the room today. Jiaojiao, for you, for our happiness, I practiced and wrote all night long. My hands are broken from writing. You have to compensate me."

There was a piece of paper under the letter of guarantee. She picked it up and took a look...

She turned her head and saw Pei Zhiting looking at her with a smile.

"Mom told me to practice according to the tutorial. After you are one month old, I will take you to practice with me."

"Pei Zhiting, clear my name."

"Jiaojiao, this is what my mother gave me. If you want to clear your name, go ask her for it."

"Pei Zhiting, you keep talking, you keep talking."

"Jiaojiao, fitness is good too. It can enhance immunity. How about I hold you while you exercise?"

…

On the day of discharge, she was carried out of the hospital by Pei Zhiting, wrapped up with only her eyes exposed. Whenever the attending doctor and the nurse talked about Pei Zhiting's performance in the delivery room, they sighed with envy.

"What a good man, what a good husband."

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the ground.

In fact, it is not surprising that others say so. Pei Zhiting is really good to her. He held her all the way from the delivery room, out of the hospital, into the car, home, and into the house.

After putting her on the bed, I busied myself packing her things, preparing confinement clothes for her, and things for the baby.

"Pei Zhiting, you don't have to be so busy. This is what a confinement nanny should do."

"How can a confinement nanny be as attentive as me? Jiaojiao, don't worry, I will take good care of you and the baby, so you can have a peaceful confinement."

Song Xijiao’s greatest pleasure every day is to pose for Doudou and take pictures of her.

Pei Zhiting’s greatest pleasure is watching Song Xijiao and Doudou laugh foolishly.

"Pei Zhiting, look at Doudou. Has it become whiter and prettier?"

"Yeah, like our daughter."

During the hottest days of summer, Song Xijiao was still very hot even though the air conditioner at home was on all day. She argued for a long time before Pei Zhiting agreed to wash her hair. She sat on the chair she bought specially for her and Pei Zhiting washed her hair. After washing, he dried her hair and tied her hair into a bun.

"Pei Zhiting, I feel like I'm growing grass."

"I've grown grass too."

"So let's get it resolved quickly."

"Um."

Since ancient times, when mother and mother-in-law appear at the same time, the unlucky one is always the daughter/daughter-in-law in the middle.

Li Zhenjun and Song Hua tacitly staggered their time, allowing Song Xijiao to have a more comfortable confinement period.

On the day she was released from confinement, Pei Zhiting went to the hospital for her first checkup. She was very nervous, fearing that due to inadequate care, something might go wrong with her body and leave her with any bad sequelae.

Unexpectedly, the doctor looked at her and was very satisfied.

“Everything that needed to be noted and paid attention to was done.

Pei Zhiting took her to eat some delicious food that she couldn't eat during the confinement period. He listened to her praising the taste of each dish, sighed with satisfaction, and picked up food for her bite by bite.

When they returned home, Li Zhenjun and Song Hua were waiting at the door with a bag of things. When they saw the two of them come back, they scrambled to hold the child. Song Xijiao told them that Doudou had fallen asleep.

Song Xijiao took a bath and coaxed the child in the room. Pei Zhiting carried the things brought by Li Zhenjun and Song Hua to the living room, packed them in two larger foam boxes, and put sticky notes on them. One was for Song Xijiao, full of various delicious foods, and the other was for various things for the child.

Li Zhenjun said: Doudou will sleep with me, you guys be careful.

Doesn’t she know what kind of person Pei Zhiting is?

"Jiaojiao, I miss you so much."

“…”

She came slowly in a red embroidered tube top toast dress and offered a glass of wine.

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. His black eyes were calm and peaceful, neither angry nor happy. Only when she turned around did he reluctantly look away.

"Pei Zhiting..."

“Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao…”

Pei Zhiting leaned over and called her name over and over again.

He had loved her for so long that he couldn't remember how many years it had been.

He just wanted to love her and want her, over and over again.