Wang Jingyi looked down at Ping An, who was sleeping peacefully, and whispered to Su Yue.
"That's because they cried too much. It's not that they were crying in their dreams. Don't overthink it. If we're talking about being unqualified, I'm the unqualified one. Back when Yi Miao and Yi Jing were just learning to roll over and crawl, I wasn't watching them closely and they fell off the bed. They fell today, fell tomorrow, and fell the day after. At first, I felt so guilty and heartbroken. I blamed myself for not watching them. Hearing them wailing, I couldn't even eat."
"Later, before I turned around to get something, I would cover myself with a thick quilt before leaving, but it didn't work. My grandparents were watching the whole time, and they still fell to the ground."
Upon hearing this, Su Yue and Fu Shen exchanged a glance. Su Yue said, "Once Ping An can crawl, we'll put her on the ground."
Fu Shen nodded, "Okay, that way I won't fall off the bed."
Wang Jingyi smiled gently, "It's no use. If we put them on the ground, they won't fall, but they'll crawl everywhere without looking where they're going. They'll bump into table corners, chairs, and doorsteps. They'll cry when it hurts, but after the pain is over, they'll keep going. They don't learn anything."
Su Yue and Fu Shen looked at Ping An in Wang Jingyi's arms with perfect understanding.
With his big, round eyes, he surely can see the obstacles in front of him.
Su Yue quickly reached out and gently picked up Ping An, who was sleeping restlessly, and said softly, "Godmother, let me take him inside to lie down."
A moment later, Fu Shen followed him in with steady steps.
Su Yue sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting Ping An who kept twisting his body, while glancing at Fu Shen.
Her eyes held a questioning look as she softly asked, "Has Godmother gone back?"
Fu Shen slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. "She went back. She said she was going back to clean the house. She said she would come over tonight to help him take a bath. She told us not to help him bathe for now, but to wait until we learn the technique."
During the months that Wang Jingyi was away from the army, Yang Guohua basically ate his meals hastily in the canteen.
Even when he has time to clean, he only wipes down the visible areas.
But he was so busy every day that he rarely had any free time, so naturally, thick layers of dust accumulated in the unseen corners of his home.
Wang Jingyi originally planned to take a nap and then clean up thoroughly.
But as soon as she woke up, she was worried about Ping An and thought she would go see the child first and then clean up after she came back.
Su Yue looked at Ping An, a hint of annoyance and self-reproach on her face: "We really need to study hard. Why were we so lazy in Beicheng before? You're a little better off. As for Ping An, I didn't do anything except feed him milk."
Fu Shen looked at her and comforted her, "We're not being lazy, we just thought it was easy. We also had Grandma Yang and the others helping us. But once we actually started, we realized how difficult it was. But it's okay, we'll learn no matter how hard it is."
Looking at Ping An, who was still sobbing occasionally and whose brows were furrowed, Su Yue said firmly, "We will definitely learn."
After carefully cleaning the house inside and out, Wang Jingyi went to the small commune to buy fresh vegetables. After cooking rice at home, she rushed over.
Upon seeing Wang Jingyi arrive, Fu Shen immediately got up to prepare bathwater.
After bringing the water into the room, Su Yue held Ping An in her arms, sat on a low stool, and gently undressed him.
Wang Jingyi patiently guided him from the side, her voice gentle: "Yueyue, hold Ping An's two ears with one hand, and use the towel in the other hand to gently wipe him. Yes, that's it."
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