"It seems like she's about to wake up."
Jin Weimo and Yan Xiangnuan both spoke in low voices, but they didn't know if the little bamboo shoot happened to have had enough sleep.
The little bamboo shoot's small mouth shrank, and then opened its black eyes slightly.
Liudiao had misty eyes again.
"Well, I'm awake."
Yan Xiangnuan looked at the little bamboo shoot.
When he saw the little bamboo shoot opened its eyes and showed a super cute smile to him, and then yawned very delicately, Yan Xiangnuan felt that My heart seemed to have received a critical blow, and I looked at the little bamboo shoots that were so soft that there was no trace of temper.
"Little Bamboo Shoot, I'm mom."
She stretched out her hand to tease the little Bamboo Shoot. "" Little Bamboo Shoots seemed to still remember Yan Xiangnuan, and was very happy to see Yan Xiangnuan.
He didn't say anything, but showed a toothless smile to Yan Xiangnuan, and even drooled a little.
"It's so dirty."
Jin Weimo pulled the custom-made handkerchief next to the crib and wiped the saliva of the little bamboo shoot with his right hand.
Although he said he was disgusted, he was very careful in his actions.
"It's not dirty, our little bamboo shoots are not dirty at all."
Yan Xiangnuan answered, looked at the little bamboo shoots, smiled, and then talked to the little bamboo shoots.
The little bamboo shoot continued to smile toothlessly, then excitedly kicked up its legs and stretched its hands.
"My God, I'm going to be so cute with my son."
Yan Xiangnuan said and heard footsteps coming from the door.
He turned around and saw Jin's mother, Feng Mosheng, walking in with a bottle of milk powder.
She saw Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Wei Mo Shi suddenly showed a happy expression.
"I'm back."
Although Mother Jin understands that Yan Xiangnuan needs to be busy, the Jin family is a big family and there are not many idle people in the whole family.
It is good that Yan Xiangnuan has his own things to be busy with.
Otherwise, with Jin Weimo's busy situation, Judging from Jin Weimo's career, Yan Xiangnuan will be very lonely.
Women, no matter what kind of women they are, actually need the company of men.
She has been worried that Jin Weimo has no time to accompany Yan Xiangnuan, and the couple has conflicts because of this.
After knowing that Yan Xiangnuan is also busy, these days, She was here almost all day long to help take care of her grandson.
Now seeing the couple back together, Jin's mother was naturally happy.
But just after asking, Jin's mother saw Jin Weimo's hanging arm and frowned slightly: "Why are you injured again?"
Due to Jin Weimo's career, Jin's mother was used to Jin Weimo getting injured every three days, but she still couldn't help but feel distressed every time she saw him.
"It's just a minor injury."
Jin Weimo replied.
"You have a family, so be careful outside and don't worry your family all the time."
Mother Jin warned.
"Yeah."
Jin Weimo nodded.
"Mom, you have worked hard to take care of little bamboo shoots during this period."
Yan Xiangnuan knew that as a daughter-in-law, he was not qualified as a mother, so when he saw Jin's mother, Yan Xiangnuan immediately thanked her and changed the subject.
Although Jin's mother was doing it for Jin Weimo's good, the topic was serious after all.
Jin Weimo's career was like that.
Yan Xiangnuan was already used to it, so she didn't intend to get too hung up on it.
"It's not hard.
There's nothing hard about taking care of our little bamboo shoots."
Mother Jin smiled, with satisfaction on her well-maintained face.
"Ba."
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Little Bamboo Shoots was lying on the crib, seeming to feel that no one was paying attention to him.
His little mouth opened and closed, making a small sound.
"He seemed to call me dad just now," Jin Weimo said blankly, with excitement in his tone. "" Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo.
Mother Jin couldn't help but smile.
She had been taking care of the little bamboo shoots for a while.
Naturally, Mother Jin knew that when the little bamboo shoots are hungry, they will make a sound with their small mouth.
If you don't pay attention to the sound, you can really think it is a cry.
Dad, but that's not the case.
"The little bamboo shoot is only more than a month old, how can it possibly talk?"
Even a smart child cannot call someone in a month, so Jin Wei's mother poured cold water on Jin Weimo, and after saying this, she handed out the milk bottle in her hand: "You should be hungry and need milk."
"Uh" Jin Weimo's face suddenly darkened, and he turned to look at the innocent little bamboo shoot, feeling a little gloomy.
It turns out that I didn't call you daddy.
I'm happy in vain.
The little bamboo shoot was much better behaved than ordinary children, and was also very bold.
He glanced at a few people with his dark eyes, and then stared at the bottle in Mother Jin's hand, as if he knew it was what he wanted to drink, and he immediately stared at it. .
"It looks like I'm really hungry, Mom, let me feed you."
Yan Xiangnuan hasn't fed the little bamboo shoots for a long time, and she feels a little guilty.
Although her breast milk is still abundant, she hasn't fed her for a few days recently, and Yan Xiangnuan has just come back. , gave up the idea of breastfeeding, and saw that Jin’s mother had already made milk powder, so she reached out and took the milk powder bottle.
"Okay."
Mother Jin nodded, and then looked at Yan Xiangnuan cooperatively.
She saw Yan Xiangnuan carefully picking up the little bamboo shoot, taking the milk powder bottle and feeding the baby carefully.
It is said that women are born to be mothers.
Mother Jin smiled when she saw Yan Xiangnuan, who used to have a weird posture when holding a child, but now he was so skilled.
"The little bamboo shoots are very well-behaved.
Apart from being noisy in the first two days, they are very easy to take care of."
Mother Jin said, her heart melted as she looked at the little baby squirming in Yan Xiangnuan's arms and drinking milk.
As the saying goes, they are the next generation.
Although Jin's mother takes good care of herself and looks very young, she is not young after all.
She has long been looking forward to raising grandchildren.
Now that she is satisfied, she naturally likes the little bamboo shoots everywhere.
The little bamboo shoot stayed in Yan Xiangnuan's arms to eat and drink, but it was still nestled in Yan Xiangnuan's arms, holding on to Yan Xiangnuan's clothes and reluctant to let go.
"Hey, lie down and sleep for a while.
Mom is dirty.
Can you let her take a bath?"
Yan Xiangnuan was a little tired.
He didn't sleep much last night, and he didn't get much rest on the helicopter because the helicopter was noisy.
Now that she's home and seeing the little bamboo shoots, Yan Xiangnuan plans to wash up.
After all, she came back from outside.
She doesn't want to bring germs with her.
Children are very fragile.
Don't look at the energetic little bamboo shoots.
So far, I am in good health, and I only cry occasionally.
But after all, he was a child, so Yan Xiangnuan didn't dare to be careless.
He had forgotten about it just because of missing him, but now that he remembered it, he naturally didn't dare to take it seriously. "" The little bamboo shoot was in Yan Xiangnuan's arms, holding Yan Xiangnuan with his little hands and holding up his little head.
Those eyes that seemed to be talking were staring at Yan Xiangnuan without blinking.
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The little guy obviously had the illusion that Yan Xiangnuan would leave if he let go, so he held on tightly.
"You," Yan Xiangnuan wrinkled his nose and said helplessly to the little bamboo shoots, his voice filled with helpless doting.
There was nothing she could do, who made this overbearing little guy her son?
What could she do, just pamper her, but Yan Xiangnuan still had to wash up, so she picked up the little bamboo shoot and planned to give it to Jin's mother to hold for a while. aa2705221: