Chapter 71 Lu Tingxiao's New Identity - Daughter Slave
Mother Jiang gave instructions to Father Jiang on the other end of the phone with a concerned look on her face. After explaining everything in detail, she gently hung up the phone.
She raised her hand to tidy up the loose hair on her temples, paid the phone bill, and walked briskly towards the hospital ward, her heart full of concern for Jiang Ruoxi.
As soon as she opened the door of the ward, Jiang's mother just happened to catch Jiang Ruoxi waking up slowly. Jiang's mother hurried forward, her eyes full of worry. She gently placed her hands on Jiang Ruoxi's shoulders and asked anxiously, "Xixi, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Ruoxi blinked her weak eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she replied weakly: "Mom, I'm fine, I just feel a little hungry!"
Lu Tingxiao, who was standing by, heard this and immediately turned to Aunt Lan and said, "Aunt Lan, serve a bowl of the brown sugar millet porridge!"
Lu Tingxiao carefully helped Jiang Ruoxi up, his movements so gentle that he was afraid to hurt her in the slightest. He then carefully placed a soft pillow under her lower back and adjusted it to the most comfortable angle so that she could lean on it more securely.
After everything was settled, Lu Tingxiao took the millet porridge handed to him by Aunt Lan, blew on it gently, scooped up a small mouthful with a spoon, put it to his lips to taste it, and made sure that the temperature was just right. Then he handed the spoon to Jiang Ruoxi's lips, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.
Jiang Ruoxi looked at the spoon that was passed to her mouth, her cheeks slightly flushed, her heart filled with shyness and discomfort. She subconsciously wanted to reach out and take the spoon to eat herself. After all, being fed so carefully by Lu Tingxiao in front of Mother Lu and others really made her a little embarrassed.
She shook her head gently, her voice a little coquettish: "Tingxiao, I can eat by myself, you don't need to feed me!"
But Lu Tingxiao seemed not to have heard her words. Instead of retracting his hand, he held the spoon forward again, his tone filled with unquestionable tenderness: "Be good, you are still weak now, just let me feed you!"
That determined look seemed to tell Jiang Ruoxi that he would not compromise easily on this matter.
Jiang Ruoxi pursed her lips helplessly and looked up secretly, just in time to meet the three pairs of eyes of Lu's mother and the others with teasing smiles. Her face instantly turned redder, like a ripe tomato, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
But under Lu Tingxiao's insistence, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat the bowl of millet porridge in small bites.
With every swallow, she could feel everyone's eyes on her, which made her more uncomfortable and even her ears turned red.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Jiang Ruoxi's face was already red. Seeing this, Mother Lu couldn't help but laugh. She walked forward, gently patted Jiang Ruoxi's hand, and said lovingly: "Xixi, what's there to be ashamed of? Tingxiao feeds you because he loves you from the bottom of his heart. You got pregnant and gave birth to a child for him, and you went through the gates of hell. It's only natural for him to take good care of you!"
As she spoke, the smile in Mother Lu's eyes became even brighter, and she continued, "Besides, without you, how could our family have such cute, beautiful grandchildren? It's a blessing for our Ting Xiao to marry you in his previous life. It's a blessing for our ancestors to be so happy!"
After hearing what Mother Lu said, Lu Tingxiao continued, "That's right, my dear wife, I am so lucky to marry you. With my bad temper, I thought I would be alone for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect to meet you. You are my destiny, and my babies are my gift!"
As Lu Tingxiao finished his affectionate words, the ward was instantly enveloped in a warm and sweet atmosphere. Mother Lu covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of love and satisfaction for the young couple.
Jiang Ruoxi lowered her head shyly, two blushes appeared on her fair cheeks, and she said coquettishly: "Why didn't I know you were so good at talking? Your mouth is like honey today."
Lu Tingxiao scratched her nose lovingly, and whispered in her ear with a smile, "That's all because of you. Usually my heart is filled with you, so sweet words come out of my mouth naturally. Besides, don't you know whether I can say sweet words? Hmm~~ my Xibaoer!"
At this time, the babies lying in the cribs nearby seemed to feel this happy atmosphere and hummed softly. Mother Lu immediately stood up, walked quickly to the crib, and carefully picked up the babies, her movements as gentle as if she were holding rare treasures.
She carried Dabao to Jiang Ruoxi's bedside, her face filled with the joy of being a grandmother for the first time: "Look, our Dabao and Erbao are so cute, their eyes look like yours, their noses look like Tingxiao, they will definitely be pretty and handsome in the future, and our Sanbao is simply a replica of you!"
Jiang Ruoxi stared at Dabao in Lu's mother's arms, her eyes full of the desire and tenderness of a new mother. She gently stretched out her hand, with a hint of eagerness and expectation in her voice, and said to Lu's mother: "Mom, let me hold them. I haven't held my babies properly since they were born. You said that Dabao and Erbao look very similar. How did you tell them apart? Oh, by the way, hold Sanbao for me later. I want to see how they look like me!"
Mother Lu had a kind smile on her face. She carefully handed the baby in her arms to Jiang Ruoxi. While helping her adjust the posture, she patiently and carefully instructed: "Xixi, hold the baby's head and back with your hands. Be gentle and don't hurt the child!"
The magical thing is, perhaps it is true that mother and child are connected by heart, as soon as Dabao came into Jiang Ruoxi's arms, his originally quiet little body began to twist and turn, and he babbled, and that childish voice instantly melted Jiang Ruoxi's heart.
She looked at the delicate little face in her arms, her eyes full of doting, and couldn't help but gently kiss Dabao on the forehead.
After holding the baby for a while, although Jiang Ruoxi was reluctant, she still gently returned the first baby to Lu's mother, and then took the second baby from Jiang's mother.
Mother Jiang came closer, pointed at Erbao's right earlobe, and explained with a smile: "The difference between Erbao and Dabao is that Erbao has a small mole on his right earlobe. It's hard to find if you don't look carefully." Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruoxi immediately looked at Erbao carefully. She saw that Erbao's eyes looked very much like Lu Tingxiao, deep and bright, and his small mouth was exactly like her own. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him, and her heart was filled with pride as a mother.
Finally, Jiang Ruoxi took the three treasures from Aunt Lan. The moment Sanbao fell into her arms, she was deeply shocked.
Sanbao was like a masterpiece carefully crafted by God, perfectly combining all the advantages of her and Lu Tingxiao. Those big, dark eyes, like a pool of clear spring water, were full of innate agility, just like himself; and the straight nose and firm chin line were inherited from Lu Tingxiao's heroic spirit. Overall, Sanbao is most similar to himself, especially the charm between his eyebrows and eyes, which are exactly the same.
Jiang Ruoxi gently stroked Sanbao's little hand, feeling deeply moved. She turned to look at Lu Tingxiao, tears of happiness sparkling in her eyes: "Tingxiao, look, our Sanbao is so beautiful. These three little darlings are our most precious treasures."
Lu Tingxiao walked forward, gently put his arm around Jiang Ruoxi's shoulders, and cast a gentle gaze on the three children: "Yes, they are the best gift God has given us. Our family must continue to be so happy!"
As he spoke, he placed a kiss on Jiang Ruoxi's hair. That gentle gesture was full of love and gratitude for his wife.
Lu Tingxiao looked serious, his eyes full of love and worry for his daughter. He said to Jiang Ruoxi in a decisive tone, "Wife, we must teach our precious daughter well in the future. There are too many twists and turns now. We must not let our precious daughter suffer any grievances or losses!"
Jiang Ruoxi couldn't help laughing when she saw him like this. She raised the corner of her mouth and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Oh, it's only been a few days and you've been completely bought by your little cotton jacket? Are you going to let your two sons go their own way?"
Lu Tingxiao straightened his back confidently and said, "How can this be called not caring about my son? Boys are naturally tough and easy to take care of. It doesn't matter if they get bumped or bruised. But our precious daughter is different. She is delicate and delicate, and she is very delicate. We have to hold her in the palm of our hands and cherish her. The most important task for our son in the future is to protect his sister. This is what a responsible man should do!"
Hearing these words, Mother Lu and Mother Jiang looked at each other, and then couldn't help but cover their lips and chuckle, their laughter was full of teasing towards Lu Tingxiao.
Who would have thought that Lu Tingxiao, who was usually resolute and swift, would become a complete daughter slave in front of his daughter.
At this moment, his daughter in the crib whimpered twice. Lu Tingxiao rushed over as if he had been equipped with a spring.
He carefully picked up his daughter. His movements were still a little stiff but gentle, as if he was holding a rare treasure in his arms. He kept muttering, "Don't cry, baby. Daddy is here. Are you hungry or is your diaper wet?"
Seeing his flustered but extremely serious appearance, everyone laughed even more happily. Jiang Ruoxi shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were full of happiness: "Okay, stop busying around here, let Auntie Lan come and see, you, you panic when you encounter your daughter's affairs!"
Lu Tingxiao remained unmoved. He still hugged his daughter tightly, not wanting to blink even once, and muttered, "I'm not panicking. I just want to hug her more. This is my little baby!"
The ward was filled with laughter and joy, and a warm and sweet atmosphere filled every corner. This new life brought not only joy, but also endless love and warmth to the family. Lu Tingxiao, the new daughter slave, was destined to worry about his daughter in the days to come.
In the ward, an atmosphere of warmth and happiness permeated and lingered for a long time. This newly formed family was opening a brand new chapter full of love and hope.
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