Jiang Yuan slapped Jiang Zhiyuan: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can a newborn baby be pretty? They'll grow up and become more beautiful. Besides, they're twins, and they're not even full-term yet. It's already quite good that they've grown like this! Can't you speak properly, you're their father? If you can't speak properly, then shut up!"
Jiang Zhiyuan shut up.
The child couldn't stay outside all the time, so Jiang Yuan and Sister Mei took the child and went back to the ward first, leaving Jiang Zhiyuan alone to wait for Xu Ningyan to come out.
This was something Xu Ningyan had told Jiang Zhiyuan long ago: that when she gave birth, the first thing she wanted to see was Jiang Zhiyuan.
I've heard that when many women give birth, their husbands and in-laws go to take care of the baby, and in some cases, their own family members are waiting for them. In others, there's no one waiting for them at all.
She didn't want to get upset about this during her postpartum period, so she made it clear to Jiang Zhiyuan beforehand that he would wait for her at the delivery room door even if the sky fell.
After Xu Ningyan delivered the placenta, the doctor carefully examined her and, finding no problems, then wheeled her out.
Jiang Zhiyuan was getting impatient. His usually composed demeanor was unusually tinged with anxiety and unease. He paced back and forth outside the delivery room, almost wearing the floor down with his hands.
Finally, when the delivery room door opened, the nurses wheeled Xu Ningyan out, and he rushed over to them.
Xu Ningyan's face was pale, and her hair was soaked with sweat, clinging damply to her forehead, neck, and cheeks.
Jiang Zhiyuan's heart felt like it was being squeezed, and the pain made him stumble. He had to hold onto the bed to steady himself. He reached out and touched Xu Ningyan's cheek, tucking the strands of hair that were stuck to her cheek behind her ear.
Xu Ningyan, who had been resting with her eyes closed, opened them and saw Jiang Zhiyuan. She forced a smile and said, "I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while. The child is yours—"
After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Her only thought before falling asleep was that when she woke up she would definitely tell Jiang Zhiyuan that whoever wanted to have the child could have it, because she wasn't going to have any more! It hurt so much!
Although he knew rationally that Xu Ningyan was probably asleep from exhaustion, Jiang Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw Xu Ningyan's eyes closed. He first tried to place his hand in front of Xu Ningyan's nose, and when he heard warm breath, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The younger nurse next to her tried not to laugh, but the older nurse smiled and reassured her, "Don't worry, your wife's delivery went smoothly, she's just too tired! Let her get some rest!"
Jiang Zhiyuan carried the person to the ward, picked them up, and gently placed them on the bed. Despite all this fuss, Xu Ningyan didn't wake up.
However, the two newborn, wrinkled monkeys started wailing loudly.
Don't let their small size fool you; they have incredibly loud voices, enough to shake the roof off.
While Xu Ningyan was in a deep sleep, she heard the child crying. She frowned and her eyelashes fluttered as if she was about to wake up.
Jiang Zhiyuan gently covered her ears, then looked at Sister Mei and said, "Take the child out, don't disturb Yan Yan."
Upon hearing this, Sister Mei looked at Jiang Zhiyuan in disbelief. Was this her biological father?
Then he looked at Jiang Yuan.
What else could Jiang Yuan say? It was her own son; she could only endure it.
He waved his hand, signaling Sister Mei to pick up one child, and then picked up a child himself. After leaving the ward, he went to find an acquaintance and arranged another ward for them next door.
They moved in with their two newborn grandsons and Sister Mei.
She looked at the two little ones. Sister Mei skillfully prepared the formula, one bottle for each child, and as soon as the nipple was put into their little mouths, the two children stopped crying and began to drink the milk diligently.
Jiang Yuan finally felt some peace and quiet, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "These two little ones, their voices are incredible!"
Sister Mei smiled as she looked at the baby in her arms: "This shows the baby is growing well and is healthy! Look at how hard they drink milk, oh my, they're so energetic—"
Jiang Yuan also grew to love her two grandsons more and more. The filter of a loving grandmother was as thick as 180 layers. Even the two wrinkled monkeys became very cute and adorable in her eyes.
After drinking the milk, the two children fell asleep peacefully.
Jiang Yuan watched over her two grandsons, never getting tired of looking at them.
After packing up the baby bottles, Sister Mei estimated that it was about time, so she asked Jiang Yuan to watch over the baby. She took the millet porridge that had been cooked but had gone cold, went to the nurses' station to ask, and then went to the kitchen at the back of the hospital to borrow a stove to heat up the millet porridge before bringing it to the ward.
The timing was perfect; Xu Ningyan woke up just as her stomach was empty.
Seeing the millet porridge that Sister Mei brought out, I couldn't help but drool.
Jiang Zhiyuan carefully helped her sit up, propped her back with a pillow, took the millet porridge from her, stirred it with a spoon, and when it wasn't too hot, he tested the temperature with his own lips before feeding it to Xu Ningyan spoonful by spoonful.
Xu Ningyan ate a small bowl and then pushed Jiang Zhiyuan's hand away.
This millet porridge is tasteless.
Seeing Xu Ningyan's expression, Sister Mei quickly said, "You can only eat light food these days. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make you some crucian carp soup, which is nourishing and helps with lactation."
"There's also rooster soup, which is said to help with lactation."
Speaking of this chicken soup, according to the elders, it is naturally hen soup to help with lactation.
However, Xu Ningyan had accompanied her friend to prenatal classes and naturally knew that rooster soup was better for promoting lactation than hen soup.
Moreover, rooster doesn't have as much oil, so it won't be too greasy, and postpartum women won't gain weight from drinking it.
Chicken soup is too oily, and if you don't drink it properly, it can even reduce your milk supply.
So early on, Xu Ningyan had already told Sister Mei that after giving birth, she should strictly follow the recipes she was given.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Ningyan suggested having some crucian carp soup.
The crucian carp is pan-fried until golden brown on both sides, then boiled in water to make a milky white fish soup, which is very delicious and the fish meat is also sweet.
After giving some instructions, Sister Mei hurriedly went back to cook and make chicken soup.
After Sister Mei left, only the couple remained in the ward. Jiang Zhiyuan then gently embraced Xu Ningyan, lovingly kissed her hair, and didn't mind the smell of sweat on her head: "Yanyan, you've worked so hard! Thank you!"
When Xu Ningyan was in pain, she wanted to kick Jiang Zhiyuan a couple of times, feeling that giving birth to his child was a real ordeal for her.
Although there is still a slight pain down there, it is nothing compared to the pain of contractions.
Her mood naturally calmed down, and she snuggled affectionately into Jiang Zhiyuan's arms: "It's not tiring! By the way, where are the children? And where's Mom?"
After eating and drinking my fill, I finally remembered those two little rascals.
Jiang Zhiyuan remained calm and composed: "They were too noisy and might disturb your rest, so I sent them to the next room. Mom is taking care of them there."
Xu Ningyan was relieved, but then worried, "Sister Mei has to cook and take care of the children all by herself. I'm afraid she won't be able to manage. Mom can't always be here helping out; she still has to go to work!"
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