Chapter 37
I have to say, this man knows how to talk, and what he said made her feel sweet.
However, she still didn't know how to be happy, and said hesitantly: "Please give me some time. I haven't figured out how to tell you these things."
Jiang Zhe did not rush her: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry, just tell me what you want to tell me."
Jiang Yu was so moved: "Jiang Zhe, you are a very good person."
Then she looked out the window: "To you, my dear, why were you crying just now?"
Just as I finished speaking, the confinement nanny came in with the baby in her arms, and said with a puzzled look on her face: "I don't know what happened to Luo Luo tonight. She kept crying. The husband comforted her for a while and she stopped crying, but she started crying again as soon as he left."
Jiang Zhe then picked her up again, but this time, it was no use. The little girl continued to cry loudly.
Jiang Yu also couldn't stand the crying of children. It might even be because she had merged with another self, so she was much more sensitive to the crying of children. At this moment, the child cried loudly, and she felt that it was a bit harsh and inexplicably irritating.
Although I agreed verbally at that time, in reality, I still didn't fully understand what he said. Now, I understand a lot.
The kid was still crying. Jiang Zhe saw Jiang Yu's frown and knew that she might be annoyed by the noise of the child, so he said to her, "I'll take the child out for a walk."
Jiang Yu suddenly reached out her hand and said, "I don't think I've ever hugged her. Let me hug her."
Jiang Zhe actually felt that it was not appropriate for Jiang Yu to hold the child when he was crying, but now that he was trying to coax her, she still didn't stop. He wondered if the child wanted to be held by her mother because her mother was here.
Although Jiang Yu has indeed not had much experience in raising children, just as maternal instinct is innate for many people, perhaps a child's love for his or her mother is also innate.
Jiang Zhe took a look and indeed, the child was looking in Jiang Yu's direction.
He took the child to her.
Jiang Yu didn't take care of the child these few days because she didn't know how to take care of the child. Besides, there were many people at home who were willing to take care of her, so Jiang Yu didn't have the opportunity to show her abilities. So this time was the first time that Jiang Yu held a baby in her arms.
When the child's soft, milky body fell into her arms, Jiang Yu felt as if her whole heart was filled with syrup and was full of sweetness.
Being relatively new to the sport, and the first time she held a little kid, Jiang Yu was still a little worried that she would not feel comfortable holding him, so she asked Jiang Zhe: "Is it okay for me to hold him like this?"
Auntie said: "Of course you can, look, Luo Luo isn't crying anymore."
Jiang Yu then realized that there was no more crying of the little boy in the study.
She lowered her head and looked at the child's tearful face. He was so well-behaved now, without even a trace of crying.
Jiang Yu used to think that this child was very well-behaved, cute and beautiful, but she never felt like she had a child with blood. Now, seeing that the child stopped crying because of her hug, she suddenly felt an overflowing feeling of maternal love.
She herself felt a little confused and asked Jiang Zhe: "Why, why did she suddenly stop crying?"
The aunt next to her quickly responded: "She must know that this is the mother."
Jiang Yu had no experience in taking care of babies, so she asked in surprise, "Can she recognize me?"
"Of course, don't underestimate the child because she is so young and seems to know nothing. She is actually very smart. Don't underestimate our children."
Jiang Zhe went to get the baby's hand and wiped the baby's tears. He said, "Hold her for a while. If you feel tired, tell me. She is much heavier now than when she was just born."
Auntie said, "It would be terrible if it is not heavier than it was then."
Seeing the family of three having fun in the study, the aunt did not disturb them and left very tactfully. Before leaving, she said, "I'm going out first. Call me if you need anything."
Jiang Zhe said, "It's getting late, Auntie, go to bed early and leave the child to me."
Unlike the homes of other employers my aunt had worked for before, the male owner of this home is mainly responsible for taking care of the children. Not only is he good at taking care of the children, he also keeps all the household chores in order.
Although the aunt is already quite old, she still envies the existence of such men in the world. Her daughter is also approaching marriageable age, and she doesn't know if she will be lucky enough to meet such a man.
The aunt went back soon, and after she left, Jiang Yu really couldn't hold the child for too long. It was fine at first, but after holding the baby for a long time, she felt that the baby was getting heavier and heavier.
She returned the child to Jiang Zhe and asked, "How much does she weigh now?"
"Almost fifteen pounds."
Jiang Yu had no idea about the child's weight, so she asked, "Is it heavy or light?"
Jiang Zhe: "Normal weight."
As soon as the little thing was in the father's arms, it immediately became unwilling and reached out for the mother.
Jiang Yu looked at her reaching out for her to hold her, and suddenly she felt that she couldn't bear to treat the little baby like this, so she said to Jiang Zhe: "How about I hold her, she looks like she really wants me to hold her."
Jiang Yu didn't understand why this child was so naturally close to her, but she still felt sweet inside.
But the weight of love is a bit heavy.
Jiang Zhe avoided her hand and said, "It's getting late, I'll take her to take a bath."
Jiang Yu: "Okay."
"By the way, what did you want to do with me when you came here just now?"
As soon as Jiang Yu came in, the child started crying, crying even louder than usual, so he went out to check.
Jiang Yu: "It's nothing, not that important."
Anyway, there is no need to rush to open a store.
"Okay, I'll take her to bathe first. Remember to tell me if anything happens."
Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do I look like someone who doesn't have a mouth?"
Jiang Zhe just smiled and said nothing, then took the child out.
Jiang Zhe went out, and Jiang Yu had nothing important to think about, so she followed him out.
When I got outside, I saw the child was placed in the stroller, and the child's father was running the toilet in the bathroom.
He turned on the shower and came out, then saw Jiang Yu playing with the little guy with a toy.
Jiang Yu took the little seahorse and asked the little girl to catch it. She stretched out her hand to catch it but couldn't. Seeing that she seemed anxious, Jiang Yu immediately stuffed her toy back into her hand. The picture of mother and daughter getting along was very beautiful. Jiang Zhe couldn't help but stare at it for a moment until Jiang Yu found him.
"Aren't you going to give Luo Luo a bath?"
"Yeah, it's still draining."
Then he realized that a long time had passed. He hurried to the bathroom to check and found that the water was full.
He turned off the water and came out to hug the child.
Jiang Yu saw how he was skilled in bathing the child and felt that she was completely useless, so she asked Jiang Zhe, "What can I do for you?"
Jiang Zhe glanced at the old clothes thrown on the chair and said, "If possible, can you help our little Luo Luo pick out the clothes he will need to wear after washing?"
Jiang Yu was very happy: "Of course you can."
"Thank you for your hard work, Mom."
"It's not hard."
There are not many rooms in their house. Xiaodong sleeps with his father now, so the clothes are also kept in his father's room. The closet in the room neatly separates Jiang Zhe's and Xiaodong's clothes.
Jiang Yu took a look at the clothes in the closet. Some looked extremely gaudy, while others were quite normal. She wondered whose taste was in favor of these ugly clothes.
She picked out a lovely yellow skirt from the pile of clothes and took it out.
When she got to the bathroom, she looked at Jiang Zhe who was bathing the baby gently in the water and asked, "Who bought those tacky clothes for the child? It couldn't be you, could it?"
Jiang Zhe said: "Your parents."
Jiang Yu: “…”
She began to doubt her life. Did her parents have such poor aesthetic taste? Did she grow up wearing such ugly clothes? It shouldn't be like that.
How come she has no impression at all?
In order to hide her embarrassment, she quickly changed the subject: "It seems that our house is not big enough. The baby can sleep with us now, but she will have more and more things in the future. By then, she should have a room to store her things. What do you think we should do..."
Jiang Yu was thinking whether she could make Jiang Zhe's study smaller and give the child a room.
But I don't know if he is willing.
Jiang Zhe said: "We can move to a bigger house. Of course, if you don't want to leave this place, we can give your room to the child."
Jiang Yu: "I've given my room to my child, so where should I live? Should I sleep on the sofa?"
Jiang Zhe: "...Is it possible that we two are husband and wife and can sleep together?"
"You can't touch my room."
Jiang Yu was dissatisfied. Why did he touch her room but not his room?
"My room is bigger and has better lighting."
Jiang Yu then realized that Jiang Zhe was cunning: "You actually kept the best room for yourself."
The little girl washed herself clean. The shower gel smelled of milk. After washing herself clean, she also smelled fragrant. Jiang Zhe heard Jiang Yu's unreasonable accusation and said, "Is it possible? I moved in first."
At first, their relationship was such that they could only sleep in separate rooms. Later, he was willing to sleep together, but she was not happy.
Jiang Yu: "Okay."
"Let's wait until she's older." She didn't want to ask this question anymore.
When dressing the child, Jiang Zhexiao discovered that what she got for the child was not pajamas, but a skirt that might not be that comfortable to wear. It was bought by his mother.
When he was a child, he was taken care of by his grandparents, so his mother actually has limited experience in taking care of children.
It looks good, but it’s not suitable for little kids.
But he still changed the child's clothes, planning to change the child into more comfortable clothes later.
The little girl looked really good in the skirt. Jiang Yu thought that there weren't many nice clothes in her closet, so she took out her phone and said to Jiang Zhe, "Jiang Zhe, the baby seems to have few clothes, not many nice ones. I'll buy some for her."
"good."
Jiang Yu opened Taobao and started looking for clothes for the little guy. She saw a lot of nice clothes and was about to place an order when she saw a mother comment that the clothes were too tight and not suitable for babies of a few months old. Jiang Yu took a look and found that the style was very similar to the one she had just chosen for her baby.
She looked at him dimly and asked Jiang Zhe, "Will Luo Luo feel uncomfortable wearing this dress?"
"I've seen other people say this kind of clothing is not suitable for babies this big."
Jiang Zhe: "It's okay, we can change it later."
Jiang Yu probably knew why he didn't change.
She felt sympathy for the little baby in her heart. Her father actually let her wear such uncomfortable clothes just to please her mother.
She said, "Why not change it now? Otherwise, it might be bad for the baby's skin."
The little guy didn't cry or make any noise, he was really well behaved.
Jiang Yu was very moved.
Even though I knew nothing, both the father and daughter were willing to cooperate with me.
At Jiang Yu's urging, Jiang Zhe still changed clothes with the child. After coming out, he said stubbornly, "It's not that serious. It's good to let her wear nice clothes occasionally. Girls should dress up beautifully."
Jiang Yu immediately teased him: "What if I don't dress up? Will you not like it?"
He held the little one in a comfortable one-piece pajamas and looked at her intently: "I like it. I like it no matter what."
Jiang Yu: ...
Why does it feel like he's not talking about children?
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