Wang Jingyi looked up at Fu Shen and said softly, "You hold Xiao Ping'an in the water, and I'll wash him."
The child's calves were covered in poop stains, but she could clean them off.
Fu Shen stared at his son, who was already naked. His little arms and legs looked extremely fragile. He was afraid that if he grabbed the child's two little arms with a little force, he would dislocate the joints. He quickly shook his head and said, "You hold him, I'll clean him up."
Wang Jingyi looked at him with a face full of surprise and suspicion, "You'll get poop on yourself when you're washing? Aren't you afraid...?"
After all, when her two sons were young, when Yang Guohua came back to visit, his parents asked him to help change diapers, but he preferred to hold the children steadily rather than bend down to wash them.
His initial reason was that the child had pooped too much, and he was worried that he wouldn't be able to clean the child properly, and he was also afraid that he wouldn't be able to control the force he used and would scratch the child's delicate skin.
After Yang Guohua said that, Grandma Yang stopped letting him wash the baby and just told him to hold the child.
Su Yue was also curious and wanted to hear why Fu Shen would rather wipe and clean than hold Ping An.
If she had to choose, she would also choose to hold the child steadily in the wooden tub.
Fu Shenshen: "I'm afraid I'll dislocate Ping An's little arm."
Su Yue and Wang Jingyi: "..."
Wang Jingyi smiled helplessly: "You should gently support Ping An's little head and neck with one hand, and steadily support his back with the other hand, not support his two little arms."
Fu Shen stared at Ping An's small head, unable to see where the neck was, and felt that it would be more dangerous for him to hold the head.
So he decisively refused again: "I'll wash it."
Wang Jingyi stopped pressuring him and carefully placed Ping An into the wooden basin. Upon seeing this, Fu Shen immediately took a towel, squatted down, and gently washed him.
After wiping the feces off her body, Wang Jingyi reached out and gently picked up Ping An.
Fu Shen immediately picked up the dirty water, squatted down quickly, and brought in a basin of clean water.
After the baby was thoroughly washed and wrapped up, Su Yue fed him, and little Ping An quickly drifted off to sleep.
Just as Su Yue was about to go out to wash up, Wang Jingyi immediately stopped her and said earnestly, "Have Fu Shen bring water in to wash up. You can take care of it here. For the next month, except for going to the toilet, you should stay in bed as little as possible."
Su Yue, who was about to get out of bed, suddenly stopped, her face full of shock: "That's so exaggerated?"
Except for going to the toilet, you can leave the bed even for a moment, but you have to stay on it all the time. This is too outrageous.
Wang Jingyi explained earnestly, "This is not an exaggeration. Many new mothers do not get enough rest during their postpartum period. They suffer from various aches and pains. Now that we have this opportunity, we should cherish it."
"Back in your hometown, have you ever seen a daughter-in-law who, just the day after giving birth, forced herself to get up and make breakfast for the whole family, wash everyone's clothes, and then a few days later, you saw her working in the fields with a hoe?"
Su Yue nodded after hearing this: "I've seen many cases like this."
If she gives birth to a daughter and her husband is a patriarchal man, the new mother won't even get a decent meal.
Wang Jingyi continued, "Did you see what their expressions were like?"
Su Yue thought about it carefully and said, "Their faces were bloodless and their lips were pale, as if their life force had been drained. But I think it's because they're not eating well that they look like this."
Wang Jingyi: "Eating is one aspect, but getting enough rest is another."
Fu Shen listened for half of the conversation, then quietly went out and brought in Su Yue's wash water, cup, toothbrush, and towel.
Su Yue looked at Fu Shen and chuckled, "So you agree that I can wash up in my room."
Fu Shen nodded. He would do anything that was good for Su Yue's health without hesitation.
Wang Jingyi smiled and said, "Yueyue, go wash up first. I'll go to the kitchen to see if Mom's meat soup is ready. I'll bring it in for you when it's done."
Grandpa Yang went to queue up to buy meat early in the morning.
As Wang Jingyi approached the kitchen door, she heard Grandpa Yang frowning and saying, "We don't have many meat coupons left. After breakfast, we'll go ask other families if they have any."
Grandma Yang chimed in with suggestions: "We should be able to. They're reluctant to buy meat, so we can give them a little more money to buy it back. We can also exchange it for the coupons they need. The family next door wants cloth coupons, and we happen to have some extra..."
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