Chapter 152 Naming
The next morning, Chen Ruyan came to press her belly and checked her again, confirming that there was nothing wrong with her and everything was fine.
Liu Qingqing planned to be discharged from the hospital.
If you don't leave now, your lucky charm will expire.
I no longer have the intention to stay for two or three days. It’s more reassuring to go home and recuperate.
Old Mrs. Liu brought a quilt from home and covered her tightly with it until there was no gap at all, and then let Song Jinglin take her home.
"Mom, stop covering your head."
As a veteran, Old Lady Liu had her own set of experience: "You have to wear this headscarf. If it gets rusty, you'll have all sorts of problems as you age."
Liu Qingqing couldn't persuade her, so she just wore it.
Fortunately, it was November and the weather was cold, so I didn’t feel uncomfortable even though I wrapped myself tightly.
If this were the hottest days of summer, it would be strange if people didn't die of the heat.
The room wasn't cold either. Song Jinglin had already come back to boil the fire, and the whole room was warm.
Pressing my stomach is extremely painful.
Song Jinglin couldn't bring himself to do it. Even though he used light force, it still hurt.
And then it didn't work.
Old Lady Liu couldn't stand it anymore, so she stopped using him to press it.
Being disliked by his mother-in-law, Song Jinglin touched his nose and gave the place to the old lady. As soon as he exerted a little force, his wife's face turned bad. It was really impossible to suppress her.
From that day on, Old Lady Liu started to prepare the same stewed crucian carp soup and pig's trotter soup.
The neighbors who were nice enough around me all sent me eggs to help me during the confinement period.
They could smell the aroma of meat wafting over the family compound even if they pinched their noses.
There are a lot more children being beaten these days.
㱗The kids in their compound are happy enough, even though they don’t have much to show off their fat.
You can eat it once or twice a week.
He's still crying over the taste of meat. If you don't spank him, you're spoiling him...
Captain Song's family is really well-off; no other family has such a practice during confinement.
Song Jinglin only took two days off, which was approved with great difficulty, so when he was only half-baked at taking care of the child, he started working normally.
Once he left, Liu Qingqing's confinement period became much easier.
You can change your child's diaper in the morning and you don't have to change and wash diapers all the time.
In this cold winter, no matter where I hang it, it won't dry out and it makes the whole house damp.
Old Mrs. Liu was very curious about this advanced gadget. She changed it for her child twice and he got the hang of it easily.
It can be seen that he doesn't want Song Jinglin to know, so this thing must be very expensive.
Come to think of it, if it feels like fine hair and doesn't leak urine, it must be expensive.
My daughter is really lavish with money. If people knew about this, wouldn't there be a fight?
Old Mrs. Liu: "My dear, why don't you just use diapers? How much money will it cost to stop using them?"
"I've bought it, but don't tell anyone, mom. We in the army are more concerned about frugality." That means one in the morning and one in the afternoon.
Change the diaper after using this one.
"Don't worry, mother keeps her mouth shut." Old Mrs. Liu covered her mouth. After all these years, didn't she know what she could say and what she couldn't say?
My old girl is really good at hiding things. I couldn’t find where she hid her money before, but now she is getting better at hiding things.
The baby has been born for two days.
The name hasn't been finalized yet.
At the beginning, the couple was quite interested in coming up with several ideas.
After the excitement wore off, Liu Qingqing didn't mention it again, and now she still doesn't know what to call it.
"Let's give it a nickname first. It's always a small name. It will be easier to call it by that name." Old Mrs. Liu suggested.
When hearing the nickname, Liu Qingqing's mind came up with: little bun, little rice cake, little glutinous rice, little pudding.
Old Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes at her, she was really biting her.
"It's easier to raise someone named Tiezhu, Tiedan, or Shitou."
Liu Qingqing...
Not even as good as steamed buns.
However, she also has to conform to the context of the times and not be too willful.
The question was finally thrown to Song Jinglin.
With his wife on one side and his child on the other, Song Jinglin feels that his life is complete.
Just as I was imagining the loving family of three, I was stumped by my wife's question.
After a night of deep thought, I finally decided on Song Qiyang. As for a nickname, what nickname does a grown man want?
The nickname "Big Boy" was ruthlessly cancelled less than a month ago.
Old Lady Liu thought the name was well chosen and bright.
Since it was passed by two votes, Liu Qingqing was too lazy to vote against it.
She doesn't have the talent for naming.
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