"Okay, it's nothing troublesome. It's getting late, and my sister-in-law is tired, so we'll head back now."
"Alright, Zhigao Zhiyuan, go back to sleep with Uncle Yan."
"Yes, Dad."
Rong Zhiyuan was a little reluctant to part with his younger sister. Before leaving, he touched her little hand and said, "Little sister, I'll come see you again tomorrow."
Their reluctant farewell made everyone smile.
After they left, the nurse came in and said, "Dr. Fu, the baby can be breastfed now. Breastfeeding newborns as early as possible can promote intestinal peristalsis and effectively help them expel meconium sooner."
Although Fu Ya had given birth to two children, the political situation was turbulent at that time, and she did not have the opportunity to give birth in a hospital. Moreover, as a surgeon, she really did not know these things.
She sincerely thanked them, saying, "Thank you so much, Yuanyuan. I really didn't know all this if you hadn't told me."
The nurse's name is Yuan Rui. She has a round face, so she is nicknamed Yuanyuan (Round Round). She thinks it's fine and accepts it without hesitation.
Seeing that Fu Ya had taken her words to heart, she said, "Then Dr. Fu, please get some rest. I'll be on duty tonight. If you need anything, just have Battalion Commander Rong call me."
"good."
Because it was Lunar New Year's Eve, most people who weren't seriously ill had gone home, so after the nurses left, only the couple and their baby remained in the ward.
Fu Ya was already very tired, but she still forced herself to breastfeed the baby before resting.
She gently held the baby in her arms, unbuttoned her clothes, and fed her.
Rong Lianhu watched from the side, his eyes full of tenderness and affection.
Fu Ya looked at her daughter with a gentle expression. Seeing how cute her daughter looked with her little fists clenched tightly, she wanted to tease her. She gently held her little hand and said softly, "Baby, don't clench your fists. Let Mommy look at your little hands."
The baby seemed to understand its mother's words, and slowly opened its fist, revealing a small, red palm.
Fu Ya was surprised to find that her daughter was clutching something tightly in her hand. Thinking it was something dirty, she gently rubbed it with her fingers, revealing a small, round bead.
Fu Ya covered her mouth and exclaimed softly, "What, what is this? Lian Hu, take a look!"
Rong Lianhu quickly came over, took the thing from Fu Ya's hand, and crushed it hard, but the bead did not react at all.
He looked closely and saw that the bead was emerald green and round, just like a top-quality gemstone.
He said, "It looks like a jade bead."
Fu Ya's eyes widened: "This is something my daughter is holding, could it be this child? Could this child have some extraordinary background?"
She came from a distinguished family, which was torn apart by war, but she had read many books like Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, especially the story of Jia Baoyu being born with a jade in his mouth, which she knew by heart since she was a child.
Seeing the jade in her daughter's hand, she couldn't help but feel a strange sensation.
When Rong Lianhu heard her say that, he joked, "My daughter must be a fairy, otherwise she wouldn't have been born holding a jade bead. However, she must only be a little fairy, otherwise the jade bead wouldn't be so small."
Fu Ya slapped him lightly, annoyed: "What kind of time is this to be joking? This can't get out. Regardless of whether this jade bead has anything to do with your daughter's identity, it is still hers. When are you going to find a silversmith to make the jade bead into a necklace for her to wear?"
Rong Lianhu then became serious and said, "I know, it won't get out, don't worry."
"I'll find someone to make it after you're discharged from the hospital. I don't know if this bead has any connection with our daughter, but it's best not to let it leave her side. I'll make a brocade pouch for her to keep on her person."
Although soldiers shouldn't be superstitious, he had to be cautious when it came to his daughter.
Fu Ya nodded, and Rong Lianhu said proudly, "My daughter was born so extraordinary, she will definitely become an outstanding person in the future, so let's name her Rong Jiaojiao."
Fu Ya thought he was referring to the most outstanding among the most outstanding, and rolled her eyes at him: "This is not suitable for a girl."
Rong Lianhu explained earnestly, "It's not the 'Jiao' of 'outstanding,' but the 'Jiao' of 'beautiful,' meaning beautiful and charming. Our daughter will definitely be a beauty in the future, and her name must match her beauty."
Fu Ya was speechless. What did being outstanding have to do with being good-looking?
However, she thought the name was not bad, so she did not object to him.
She gently stroked her daughter's face and said softly, "Rong Jiaojiao, this name suits you very well. I hope that when you grow up, you will not only be outstanding in appearance, but also have a beautiful heart like this name."
Rong Lianhu was overjoyed to see that Fu Ya had agreed.
And so, after drinking the Meng Po soup and being reincarnated, Rong Jiaojiao unknowingly reverted to using her original name.
He placed the jade back into his daughter's hand and said, "This jade was born with her, so it must be a blessing for her. When she grows up, I'll tell her about the origin of this jade; perhaps there's a deeper meaning behind it."
Fu Ya nodded, feeling a sense of anticipation.
She gently placed her daughter back on the bed, covered her with the blanket, and whispered, "Jiaojiao, sleep well. Mommy is tired too. I'll stay with you when you wake up."
The ward gradually quieted down. Fu Ya leaned against the headboard, closed her eyes, and soon drifted off to sleep.
Rong Lianhu was exhausted after a long day. Seeing that they were all asleep, he pulled over a chair and rested by their beds for a while.
In the middle of the night, Rong Jiaojiao was whimpering. Fu Ya was too tired to wake up, and Rong Lianhu felt very sorry for her, but he had to wake her up because his daughter was hungry.
He got up twice during the night to feed her, which made Rong Lianhu even more distressed.
He was on the battlefield and couldn't come back when Fu Ya gave birth to her two sons. He had no idea that raising children was so hard. He made up his mind not to have any more children. He already had three children, which was enough.
Before dawn the next day, he asked the nurse on duty to keep an eye on Fu Ya and his daughter, and then ran home to cook for his wife.
When Fu Ya woke up again, her husband had already arrived with their son and breakfast.
Upon seeing that she had woken up, Rong Lianhu quickly poured her some hot water: "Come on, wife, are you hungry? You can't brush your teeth, so wash your mouth with hot water before you eat."
After saying that, he was about to take out a spittoon for Fu Ya, but Fu Ya refused: "I still need to go to the toilet. I'm going out to rinse my mouth."
Rong Lianhu refused, saying, "Wife, it's cold outside. You can relieve yourself here, and I'll go empty the purse in a bit."
After saying that, she took her two sons out of the ward and stood outside to help keep watch.
Fu Ya felt helpless and thought it would be too troublesome to put on more clothes if she went out, so she stopped being coy and took care of it in the ward.
Hearing the commotion outside, Rong Lianhu knew that Fu Ya had finished, so he pushed open the door and went in, handing her a cup of hot water: "Here, rinse your mouth."
Fu Ya took the hot water, rinsed her mouth, and then took the breakfast that Rong Lianhu handed her. While eating, she said, "Your cooking skills are getting better and better."
Rong Lianhu smiled and looked at his wife tenderly: "From now on, I will cook whenever I am home."
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