"Yes!" the nurse laughed. "Mr. and Mrs. Huo, all newborns are like this. The pointed head is due to the pressure of the birth canal, and it will soon return to normal. As for the rest... you think he's ugly? But I think this baby is very beautiful! In all my years as a midwife, I've rarely seen such a beautiful baby!"
Jiang Can and Huo Zhixing exchanged a smile, then looked down at their precious son.
It looks much better now.
He was sucking his fingers with his eyes closed, looking chubby and adorable.
"This child has a full forehead and a square jaw; he looks like a blessed person!" Yin Ruohong couldn't stop smiling. "Zhixing, Cancan, have you named the child yet?"
The two were taken aback; they hadn't thought of that.
“Can Can,” Yin Wenxi held her daughter’s hand, “we still need to ask the elders for their opinions on naming her. I mean, we need to ask Zhixing’s grandfather first, understand?”
"oh……"
"What are you asking!" Fu Xiuyu waved her hand. "Our Cancan went through so much trouble to give birth to this child. What, can't a mother even name her child?"
“Xiuyu!” Yin Wenxi frowned.
"Don't worry, my daughter-in-law doesn't have that many rules in our family!" Fu Xiuyu linked arms with her best friend. "Don't even mention naming the child, I wouldn't mind if the child took your surname, Yin! Hahaha..."
"Right, son?"
Huo Zhixing was both amused and exasperated, but he agreed with his mother's assessment.
The child was born from my precious wife's life, so I can name him whatever I want.
"However..." The sensible Can Can still looked up at her husband, "Zhi Xing, let Grandpa choose the name!"
"What?"
“This is your son, so we'll follow the Huo family rules.” She smiled. “I know your family has a genealogy. Your generation was named with the character ‘Zhi’ (知), what should the next generation be named?”
this……
Even Huo Zhixing himself wasn't quite sure.
When I made a video call to Huo Wenyuan, the old man scolded me first: "You brat, you don't even remember something as important as the family tree? Even Can Can has a better memory than you when she has a baby!"
"When is Can Can coming back? Sigh, this huge Huo family still needs my good granddaughter to manage it and keep things in order..."
In the video, Huo Wenyuan gave him a disdainful look, as if to say, "This grandson is a complete waste of his talent," with an inner monologue: "He's utterly worthless!"
"Grandpa, don't worry," Huo Zhixing chuckled. "We have to wait until Can Can finishes her postpartum confinement!"
"Um!"
"Then, Grandpa, you should name the child first!"
Huo Wenyuan pondered for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on his weathered face.
"In this generation, the character 'Jun' should be used, so let's call him Huo Junyu!"
"Huo Junyu?"
"Yes." Huo Wenyuan wielded his brush and wrote the two characters "Junyu" directly on the Xuan paper.
The vigorous and powerful brushstrokes make it hard to believe that this is an elderly man in his seventies.
"It's not that I'm praising you to everyone I meet; you're both eccentric and chivalrous, yet also gentle and refined." Huo Wenyuan stroked his beard with satisfaction and smiled. "I hope my precious great-grandson will one day possess both the gentle elegance of a scholar and the loyalty and courage of a knight-errant! And carry on the glory of our Huo family!"
"To put it simply, I hope he'll be a tall, rich, and handsome guy in the future! Hahaha..."
Huo Zhixing: "..."
"Grandpa, this small goal is actually very easy to achieve."
"Is it easy?" Huo Wenyuan raised an eyebrow. "I've carefully nurtured you for so many years. Besides being rich, do you even have the other two qualities?"
"I……"
"If you didn't have the Huo family's money, could you have married such a good wife as Can Can? And given birth to such a smart, cute, well-behaved, and handsome son?"
Huo Zhixing quickly hung up the video.
Then he turned around and went to look at his wife.
Jiang Can had just given birth and didn't have any milk yet, so her chest felt swollen and uncomfortable.
The doctor told her to hold the baby and let her nurse. It's a baby's instinct to nurse, so let the baby suckle and she won't feel uncomfortable.
I tried several times, but I still couldn't get it out.
The newborn baby was too weak and cried because he couldn't get milk. Jiang Can was also very anxious.
"Or..." Huo Zhixing licked his lips, "would I help my son out?"
"What?" Jiang Can was taken aback.
There was no one else in the ward except for the three of them. Huo Zhixing put his son in the cradle, sat in front of his wife, and lifted her clothes.
Jiang Can was startled. "What are you doing?!"
"Baby is small, but I'm strong!"
"Huo Zhixing, you..."
Jiang Can's face turned as red as if it were dripping blood, and even the roots of her ears felt hot.
However, this method seems to work; we can't let the child cry forever.
"Wife, I really didn't mean to take advantage of you!" Huo Zhixing explained against his will, "I just... I just wanted our son to eat his fill quickly..."
Of course, he had some ulterior motives for not touching her for so long...
Jiang Can tugged at her clothes, her eyes lowered, "Okay, hurry up..."
Huo Zhixing curled his lips, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
Just as he was about to go over, someone knocked on the ward door.
Huo Zhixing's expression changed, and the next second his mother pushed the door open and came in, holding something in her hand.
Upon seeing Huo Zhixing's action, Fu Xiuyu was stunned. "What are you doing?"
Jiang Can turned her face away in embarrassment.
Huo Zhixing remained unfazed, saying, "If my son can't get milk, then I..."
Now, Fu Xiuyu's newly bought Hermès Birkin bag finally came in handy, and she smashed it against his back.
"Huo Zhixing!" Fu Xiuyu glared at him, "Don't you know there's such a thing as a breast pump?"
Jiang Can laughed so hard she almost fell over, and took the breast pump from Fu Xiuyu.
Soon, Xiao Junyu finished eating and fell into a good sleep.
Jiang Can has plenty of breast milk, and the quality is good. If there is any leftover milk, she can store it in a milk storage bag and then pour it into a bottle at night and heat it slightly before feeding it to the baby.
That evening, Huo Zhixing slept next to the mother and son.
He would immediately wake up the moment Xiao Junyu cried, even faster than Jiang Can.
He heated the milk, fed the baby, burped the baby, and put the baby to sleep... At first, he was in a lot of trouble, but his son had a big appetite and would wake up three or four times a night, so he only had to do it three or four times.
Practice makes perfect, and he quickly became a skilled worker, allowing Jiang Can to sleep soundly all night.
...
Huo Zhixing has been staying with his son for the past two days.
The baby has grown a bit and isn't as ugly as when he was first born. He had a little jaundice, but it's gradually fading after he's been in the sun.
Huo Zhixing adored him, smiling at him every day and teaching him to call him "Dad".
"Daddy, Daddy... Baby, tell me, Daddy..."
Xiao Junyu's inner thoughts: Huh? How strange, why does this person call me dad every day?
"Husband!" Jiang Can found it amusing. "He's so young, all he does all day is eat and sleep, how could he possibly understand what you're talking about?"
Huo Zhixing smiled. This needs to be cultivated from a young age.
He also had a selfish motive: he hoped that the first person his beloved son would call out was "Dad."
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