Chapter 389 Pink Gourd
Han Jiaojiao usually couldn't see it when she was taking a shower, but occasionally when she turned around, she would see a little in the mirror.
Shen Junshan also told her this.
Because he also had a birthmark on his body, Shen Junshan once joked with her that they must have birthmarks to be a family.
Han Jiaojiao couldn't reach it either, so she reached out and hooked her hand on his back but only grabbed her own shoulders.
Han Jiaojiao said, "It looks like a small gourd shape. I heard Junshan say it, but I didn't do anything about it."
"Let me take another look."
Rao Fang pulled her hands apart and looked carefully.
She looked at the tiny area over and over again.
"Little gourd..."
"It's in the shape of a gourd. What's wrong?"
Rao Fang didn't say anything. Shen Junshan washed the basin and brought in some hot water.
Rao Fang suddenly stood up and rushed out of the ward like the wind, almost knocking over Shen Junshan's bottle of boiled water.
Fortunately, he was quite agile and quickly dodged Rao Fang, holding the kettle high.
Shen Junshan asked curiously, "What's wrong with Aunt Rao? Why are you so flustered?"
"I don't know. She was chatting just now, but suddenly she turned into a woman as quick as the wind."
"Then...then should we wipe it off?"
"Would you like to help me wipe it?"
Water was brought in and clothes were taken off.
I already have an image of myself washing clean and fragrant.
It would be such a waste if you don’t wash it.
Han Jiaojiao lifted her hair, pouted and acted coquettishly towards Shen Junshan: "Hubby, can you help me wipe it? I'm easy to wash, I'll be fine in a moment!"
In Shen Junshan's eyes, there was just a cute little white creature.
He locked the door, rolled up his sleeves, poured water into the basin, adjusted the temperature to a slightly warmer level, threw the wet towel in, and when it was wrung half dry, he started to slowly wipe Han Jiaojiao's neck.
Then I wrung out a completely dry hot towel and wiped away the moisture along the areas I had wiped.
Her back felt warm and Han Jiaojiao hummed a little tune comfortably.
Shen Junshan saw that Rao Fang also brought him a very strange comb, the style of which he had never seen before.
"Why is there a beam in the middle of this comb? The teeth on both sides are so dense, and some are long and some are short. It looks weird."
"That's a comb. I didn't expect Aunt Rao Fang still had this thing! The older generation might have it at home. I've only seen it on TV!"
Shen Junshan felt that the older generation didn’t have this thing at home.
At least he had never seen such a comb in the countryside.
Han Jiaojiao turned her head and smiled at him, "Junshan, I'll be lying on the bed in a while, can you use this to comb my hair? I heard it's very good at removing dirt. In the past, women would rely on it if they didn't wash their hair for a month!"
“Not washing your hair for a month?”
There was a strange smile in Shen Junshan's eyes.
Han Jiaojiao pinched him openly: "What are you thinking! It's impossible for me, forever."
"I understand. Sit down quickly and be careful not to fall off the stool and tear your wound!"
Han Jiaojiao was not able to sit for a long time, and Shen Junshan was afraid of tearing the wound, so he quickly asked her to sit down and quickly wiped her back, then her arms, hands and feet.
After changing two basins of water, Shen Junshan finally succeeded.
Han Jiaojiao found an open-chested silk pajamas to change into. It was comfortable to wear in the heated room and also convenient for breastfeeding.
She lay down and said, "I don't have milk yet, I don't know if it will come."
"Grandma said she would find a master for you. Let's see when she comes tomorrow. If there really isn't any, it doesn't matter. We still have milk powder."
"I always thought about not breastfeeding before, because it was troublesome and easy to deform, which would affect my life. But now, I suddenly want to breastfeed. It would be best if I could have it myself."
Shen Junshan went to pour out the water and washed himself.
When he came out, he placed the wrung-out clothes on the radiator.
Shen Junshan tidied his bed, moved the bedside table between the two beds to the side, and the two beds became one.
He lay down next to Han Jiaojiao and said, "Whether it's breastfeeding or feeding with formula, it's fine, as long as you feel good about it."
"Then I think you're stupid, okay?"
"OK."
"You are such a fool!"
Han Jiaojiao moved closer to Shen Junshan.
Some of the current hospital beds do not have guardrails, so there is no barrier between her and Shen Junshan, and they can just sit next to each other.
After Rao Fang ran back, she didn't know what to say at the door of the room. She paced back and forth for more than ten minutes. She was so anxious that she sat down on a chair and cried silently.
Xu Yima and Gu Chen didn't know, so they stayed in the room until the nurse kicked them out.
As soon as Xu Yima came out, he saw his wife sitting not far from the door and crying.
His old face was dumbfounded, and he hurried over and said, "What's the matter? Didn't you go to wash Jiaojiao's body? Why are you crying here secretly?"
"Yeah, sister, what's wrong with you? Did Junshan make you angry? Tell me, I'll teach him a lesson for you!"
Gu Chen was also anxiously standing by.
Rao Fang shook her head and forced a smile: "No, I was a little touched when I saw Jiaojiao giving birth, and I couldn't control myself."
"Oh, so... As long as Junshan doesn't make you angry, then don't cry. Old Xu is heartbroken."
"I'm so heartbroken, you old idiot, don't tease my wife!"
"Okay, I won't tease you two anymore. I'm going to go back now. You should go back early too. It's hard to get a taxi if you go too late."
Gu Chen said goodbye to Xu Yima and went back.
Xu Yima waited for him to leave, then sat down next to Rao Fang.
"What happened? Don't hide it from me. We've lived together for two lifetimes. Can't I tell that you're lying?"
Xu Yima didn't know how to say it in front of Gu Chen, so he waited until he left before speaking.
"Tell me what's the matter. If all else fails, there's Cai Xun. My son is grown up and has a promising future. If there's anything, we can discuss it together."
Rao Fang’s silence was even more frightening.
Xu Yima handed her the handkerchief.
Rao Fang wiped her tears, pulled him aside and whispered, "Do you still remember our daughter?"
"Of course I remember, how could I forget it!"
It can be considered a happy ending for Xu Yima to have made it to this age.
Life is pretty good and there is nothing to worry about.
The only thorn in my heart is that I didn't find my daughter in my previous life.
He patted his thigh and sighed deeply: "If I hadn't gone out to work and left you alone at home to take care of the two children, my daughter wouldn't have been lost. This matter is my responsibility."
"I don't want to argue with you about who is right or wrong. We have kept this matter in our hearts for many years and no one wants to mention it. But do you still remember the birthmark on the child?"
"The little gourd, of course I remember it."
When the child took a bath for the first time, it was Xu Yima who did it personally.
Others think that the child’s body is soft and his bones are too fragile, so they dare not wash him.
It was he, a grown man, who washed it.
Xu Yima clearly remembered the birthmark on his daughter's back, which was a small pink gourd.
Xu Yima asked curiously, "Why are you asking this? What happened?"
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