Zhou Jinshan noticed his wife's gaze and immediately asked her if she was feeling unwell. After she shook her head in denial, he said to his mother, "Mother, go and call the doctor to check on Mingshu."
"Yes, we need to check it out." The old lady nodded repeatedly, handed the child to Zhou Jinshan, and before leaving, she instructed, "After you finish feeding Maomao, quickly feed Mingshu some chicken soup. She has been sleeping all day and hasn't eaten anything."
The old lady left, and Mao Mao drank two sips of milk before closing his eyes again. He was such an easy child to raise, and you couldn't tell at all that he had been so energetic in the womb.
Zhou Jinshan wiped Mao Mao's mouth, put her back on his wife's pillow, then sat on the edge of the bed, took her hand, and asked, "Is there something you want to say?"
As her fingers touched the man's palm, Feng Mingshu noticed something amiss. She grabbed his hand and saw several fresh, clotted wounds. She asked in surprise, "How did you do this?"
"It's nothing, it'll be fine in just two days," Zhou Jinshan replied casually, and was about to pull his hand back.
Feng Mingshu gripped his hand tightly, examined the shape of the wound, and suddenly had a guess: "I did it?"
Perhaps because he had just drunk a glass of water, the bloodshot in Zhou Jinshan's eyes had faded considerably, and a smile appeared on his face: "Your scratch didn't hurt much, it was about the same as a cat's claw."
Hearing him comfort himself like this, Feng Mingshu felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, but he didn't know if this sorrow came from the present moment or from his past life.
She slipped her fingers between the man's fingers, clenched them, then looked up into his eyes and asked, "Zhou Jinshan, do you believe in reincarnation?"
Zhou Jinshan was taken aback upon hearing this.
He quickly glanced back at the door and saw that it was closed. Zhou Jinshan's tense expression relaxed, and he looked at the girl who was determined to get an answer and smiled, "Compared to the past life, I hope there is an afterlife, so that I can find you in the next life and take you home as my wife."
Feng Mingshu was stunned for a moment, and then large tears fell down her cheeks.
Zhou Jinshan panicked and quickly apologized: "Ming Shu, don't cry, I was wrong. If you say there is a past life, then there is a past life."
Feng Mingshu shook her head, tears still falling.
Zhou Jinshan hurriedly wiped away her tears and coaxed her, "Mingshu, don't cry. You can do whatever you want after you finish your confinement period, but you can't cry during confinement, it will hurt your eyes..."
With a bang, the door was pushed open, and the old lady rushed in, raising her hand to punch Zhou Jinshan: "Fourth brother, you're something else! I was only gone for a short while, and you've already made your wife cry."
Seeing this, Feng Mingshu quickly wiped away her tears: "Mother, it has nothing to do with him, I just couldn't hold back."
"That's his fault too. You can't cry during your postpartum period. Doctor, please come and check on my daughter-in-law. She's been crying for a while now. Could she have hurt her eyes?"
The old lady got a little anxious and turned to pull the doctor away.
The middle-aged female doctor who came in was the one who delivered Feng Mingshu's baby the night before last. After examining Feng Mingshu, she smiled and said, "She's recovering well and will be able to be discharged in two or three days."
Feng Mingshu breathed a sigh of relief, but the old lady asked, "Doctor, if we stay a few more days, will we recover faster?"
"The advantage of hospitalization is that doctors can check and treat any issues promptly," the female doctor explained.
The old lady immediately made the decision: "Then let's stay a few more days!" Seeing her son about to speak, she glared at him, "You have a problem with that?"
Meeting his mother's glare that seemed to want to kill him, Zhou Jinshan wisely shook his head: "I have no objection, it mainly depends on Ming Shu's opinion."
“Yes, it depends on Mingshu’s thoughts,” the old lady immediately turned to her daughter-in-law and asked, “Are we staying for ten days or half a month?”
Feng Mingshu chuckled and shook his head: "Mom, three days is enough. The family compound is close to the hospital, so you can come over promptly if anything happens. But if I stay at the hospital, you'll have to travel back and forth, which is inconvenient. Also, there's nowhere to dry Mao Mao's diapers at the hospital."
The old lady hesitated for a moment, then said, "Why don't we take Mao Mao home first?"
Seemingly having heard his grandmother's words, Mao Mao suddenly opened his eyes and began to cry.
The old lady quickly picked him up and comforted him, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry, our Mao Mao is a good boy."
But Mao Mao still cried with a wide grin, her little face turning red from crying. The doctor examined her and found nothing wrong.
Feng Mingshu then stretched out her hand: "Mother, let me try."
"Do you know how to hold a baby?" the old lady asked, a little worried.
Feng Mingshu really didn't know how, so she humbly asked for advice. During the teaching and learning process, Mao Mao fell into her arms.
It's amazing how the baby who was crying so hard just moments ago stopped crying as soon as she was in her mother's arms and went back to sleep in her embrace, still looking adorably ugly.
Feng Mingshu's heart melted, and she held on tightly, refusing to let go.
Finally, the doctor advised, "Comrade Feng, it's natural for a child to be close to its mother, but you don't need to hold it all the time. Your current task is to recover and replenish your nutrition so that you can have enough milk to feed your child. Newborns are better off breastfed."
Upon hearing this, Feng Mingshu thanked him, saying, "Thank you, doctor. I'll remember that."
"Okay, come find me again if you need anything." The doctor nodded and walked out.
The old lady suddenly remembered something, grabbed a bag, and caught up with the doctor.
The doctor quickly declined, but the old lady said, "It's nothing valuable, just red eggs. It's a custom in my hometown that when a child is born, the husband's family gives red eggs to the midwife to share in the good fortune. I don't know which other people helped my daughter-in-law give birth that night besides you, so I'd appreciate it if you could point them out to me."
Such customs exist in various places, but in this era of scarcity, few people are so particular about them anymore.
The doctor happily accepted the red egg and then took the old lady to give the egg to the nurse that night.
The people who received the eggs were very happy and became even more attentive in caring for others.
Having experienced this benefit, Feng Mingshu smiled and said to Zhou Jinshan, "It's just as the old saying goes, 'Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.'"
Zhou Jinshan also smiled: "It seems that the decision to invite Mother to the island was not a mistake."
Feng Mingshu: "..."
When she sent the telegram to invite someone to the island, Feng Mingshu insisted on replacing her mother-in-law with her sister-in-law. As a result, both her sister-in-law and mother-in-law came.
Zhou Jinshan quickly coaxed, "Ming Shu did nothing wrong. I know you were worried about your mother and didn't want her to work hard, so you changed the candidate to your younger sister."
Feng Mingshu gave him a reproachful look: "It's good that you know."
Zhou Jinshan breathed a sigh of relief; as long as his wife was happy.
Unexpectedly, the daughter-in-law's next words were to kick them out.
“You can go back to the barracks since your mother is taking care of you. You’ve already wasted two days at the hospital; the commander must be having some complaints.”
"I got leave approved by the leader, and I still have two days left," Zhou Jinshan said dismissively.
Upon hearing this, Feng Mingshu immediately became serious: "Zhou Jinshan, you are a soldier first, then a son of your mother, my husband, and Mao Mao's biological father, so you go back to the barracks right now."
Zhou Jinshan was stunned and looked at his wife.
Feng Mingshu softened his tone and said, "Old Zhou, while you are protecting the country, you are also protecting my safety and that of the child. So, for both public and private reasons, I cannot delay your work."
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