When Yuanbao was six months old, we could start introducing some complementary foods to him. Xu Lai fed him some rice cereal every day.
He was very well-behaved; he never made a fuss when being fed, so she didn't have to worry about him.
Sometimes, before the rice cereal was even mixed properly, he would be eager to eat it, whimpering incessantly. Xu Lai would blow on it to cool it down while coaxing him, "Okay, okay, are you hungry? It'll be ready soon."
When Zhao Qingyun got off work, he washed his hands first, then came over and kissed Xu Lai's face, and then touched Yuanbao's face.
Yuanbao gave Xu Lai a look that said "Who are you?" Xu Lai couldn't help but laugh. Zhao Qingyun was at work all day and rarely saw her son. When she got home from get off work in the evening, Yuanbao was already asleep.
So the two weren't very familiar with each other. Yuanbao slapped his hand away and pointed to the rice paste in Xu Lai's hand.
Zhao Qingyun gently pinched Yuanbao's cheek, "You brat."
At night, Xu Lai puts Yuan Bao on the bed, and Yuan Bao now sleeps with them.
She changed his diaper, patted his back, and the child slowly fell asleep.
Zhao Qingyun hugged her and said, "You should go to sleep too."
Xu Lai was half asleep when she heard Yuan Bao whimpering and woke up, but Zhao Qingyun had already made him some milk powder and put it in his mouth. Yuan Bao smacked his lips and drank it all.
She fell asleep peacefully, and when she woke up the next morning, Zhao Qingyun had already gone to work, while Yuanbao was playing with her aunt downstairs.
As soon as she came downstairs, Yuanbao saw her, but he hadn't learned to speak yet, and he just babbled incoherently.
When Yuanbao turned one year old, Ms. Yingqiu specially came back to hold a "first birthday celebration" for him.
He stood in the circle and casually picked up a rattle drum in one hand and a ruler in the other.
After taking it, he looked around and saw Xu Lai, so he stumbled toward her.
During the meal, Ms. Yingqiu fed him a bite of cake. Yuanbao's eyes narrowed as he ate it, a stark contrast to his expression when eating the baby food she made. Xu Lai couldn't help but ask, "What's with that expression? Hasn't Mommy given you any good food before?"
Yuanbao ignored him, opened her mouth, meaning she wanted more food.
Ms. Yingqiu adored him and fed him another bite, but that was all.
While chatting after dinner, Ms. Yingqiu said, "When the child was just a few months old, he looked like Xiao Lai. Now that he's grown up, he looks just like Qingyun."
To make sure everyone believed her, she even showed them a photo. Everyone thought it was Yuanbao, and even Xu Lai was wondering, "When was Yuanbao's photo taken?"
Zhao Qingyun casually remarked from the side, "Perhaps this is me?"
Xu Lai carefully compared the photos, "They really are exactly the same." So she'd become a porter?
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Xu Lai is not allowed to take care of the child for more than a day, but today the nanny had to go home, and she had to spend time alone with Yuanbao. Xu Lai felt like the days were dragging on forever.
First, I played with his toys for a while, then fed him some complementary food, and rocked him around a few times before he fell asleep.
Xu Lai breathed a sigh of relief as she gently placed him on the bed, finally able to have some peace and quiet.
She ate her meal, lay down on the bed to rest for a while, and before long, she heard him groaning.
Xu Lai sighed, "Why did you wake up so early?"
The two played for an afternoon. When Zhao Qingyun came back from get off work, he approached Yuanbao. Yuanbao glanced at him, then looked away, seemingly unconcerned.
Zhao Qingyun played with him for a while, and the two became familiar with each other again. Then he smelled a odor and asked, "Why does it smell a bit? Did you poop?"
Xu Lai frowned. "Open it and take a look."
Zhao Qingyun glanced at him, then stepped back, and the two of them held their breath as they changed his diaper.
Zhao Qingyun felt like his OCD had disappeared. He washed his hands twice, and Yuanbao just looked at him and smiled.
Xu Lai wasn't feeling well that day. She had caught a cold recently due to the changing seasons. Yuan Bao didn't see her downstairs, so his aunt took him to his room.
When Xu Lai saw him arrive, she took out a mask and put it on to avoid infecting him.
The aunt put Yuanbao on the bed, and he crawled over, calling out "Mama."
Xu Lai patted his head, and Yuan Bao leaned over and patted her forehead as well, brushed her hair aside, and then leaned over and kissed her.
The aunt smiled and said, "Did Yuanbao learn that from her dad?"
Every morning, Zhao Qingyun would kiss Xu Lai. After seeing it so often, he started to kiss his mother in the same way.
Xu Lai pinched his cheek, "Baby, go play by yourself."
He didn't leave; he sat to the side playing with his toys, glancing at them every now and then.
When Zhao Qingyun returned, she saw this scene: Yuanbao was lying next to Xu Lai, covered with a small blanket, playing with her hands, while Xu Lai was fast asleep.
He leaned over and kissed her first, then hugged Yuanbao. Yuanbao struggled to get down and also leaned over to kiss Xu Lai.
Zhao Qingyun smiled and said softly, "Shall we go down first?"
Yuanbao nodded, "Okay."
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On this day, Zhao Qingyun was on leave, and Xu Lai took out some soybeans, preparing to grind them into tofu and make fermented bean curd.
Yuanbao went over to look. He was already over two years old, could say a lot of words, and sat up very straight.
Zhao Qingyun pulled him away, saying, "Stay away from me."
Yuanbao shook off his hand and ran away, shouting, "No!"
Zhao Qingyun said helplessly, "What are you doing getting so close? Are you going to help your mother push the millstone?"
Grandma smiled and said, "Come here, come to Great-Grandma."
Yuanbao ran over and sat in the old lady's lap, watching his parents grind beans.
After watching for a while, he wanted to participate as well, so he squeezed in, saying, "Bao wants to help too."
Xu Lai handed him a small stool. "Then stand up on it, and make sure you stand firmly so you don't fall."
The next second, his head hit the millstone, the pain bringing tears to his eyes. Zhao Qingyun rubbed his forehead, and Xu Lai was also stunned. "I just finished speaking, does it have to come true so quickly?"
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