Enter the era with your predecessor and become an educated youth

Chapter 182
Zhuang Yiming saw that she was really unwilling, so forget it.

When Mrs. Li and Mrs. Wenhui knew the names they chose, they didn't object, but called Yang Yang.

As a real mother, she got cold feet, and felt that Yang Yang was very good.

"Master, you are better at choosing names than the master, or you would have chosen Yang Yang's name."

"Okay, your master must be happy."

Wen Hui smiled and said, "When you give birth to Yang Yang, you will definitely have to serve wine. If you want to confine yourself to confinement, you should still have a hundred days."

"Hundred days pendulum."

It is a custom in her modern hometown to put wine on children for a hundred days. She hopes that the children will be healthy and happy until they are a hundred years old, which has a good meaning.

"Then set up wine for a hundred days, but have your parents notified you?"

Yan Zaixi fell silent for a moment.

Her father is very good to her, and her twin brothers and sisters are also good, except that the stepmother is a bit annoying, the family has no major shortcomings, but the real mother...

Yan Zaixi's head hurts, "I'll think about it, but the child's uncle has notified him long ago."

The day to inform her brother is the day of the birth.

That day, Zhuang Yiming ran to the post office in high spirits and spent a full two yuan. He talked with Yan in Hebalabala for a long time, but he still couldn't understand his joy.

Yan Zaixi hugged the soft, pink and tender child who kept blowing bubbles, and his heart felt soft.

The child's eyes opened on the first day, he was ignorant, and seemed to be unable to see clearly. After five or six days passed, his eyes were able to move in the direction Yan Zaixi pointed.

"Yangyang, look this way"

Yan Zaixi took the leftover rattle played by an unknown child at home and tapped lightly, Yangyang's big black eyes rolled along with it.

"Wow, that's great."

The infant child also seemed to feel the mother's praise, giggling and dancing, not too cute, it can really entice people to the bottom of their hearts.

The little fleshy hand swung it, as if it still wanted to reach the rattle, but it moved and moved, hey, why can't it touch it?

Immediately there was a loud cry.

Yan Zaixi hurriedly put the rattle aside, picked up the child and patted his back.

"Are you hungry, or did you pee?"

Touched the little butt, did not feel wet, and fed again.

Yan Zaixi now has five meals a day, which is barely enough for breastfeeding.

In fact, there is milk powder for very young children at home. Zhuang Yiming got it back from Little Paradise. It is a pure foreign product, and it is okay for children to drink.

But Yan Zaixi had a relative whose child drank formula milk and his partner, who was not milked, fell ill.

Yan Zaixi is very worried about this. If she can breastfeed, she will use breast milk. If her breast milk is not enough, add some milk powder. When she is about ten months old, she will be weaned directly.

Because the college entrance examination will resume next year.

At this moment, Zhuang Yiming came back in a hurry, and the wife saw her coming in, so she went out.

"Where did you go?"

Yan Zaixi patted the child on the back and asked in a low voice.

Zhuang Yiming saw that the child seemed to be falling asleep, and he moved lightly, and tried to lower his voice when speaking, "I went to see my girl's partner today, guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

As a result of gossip, Yan Zaixi couldn't help leaning forward slightly, the child woke up immediately, this time he didn't cry, and saw his own father.

Raising his fleshy hand, he waved at him, showing a bright smile.

Zhuang Yiming instantly threw away what he was going to say, "Come on, give me a hug, Dad, our Yangyang is really becoming more and more boyish."

Under the abuse of the whole family, Zhuang Yiming's melon skin has been ruined, and he can only shout Yang Yang.

Fortunately, Yangyang is also very nice.

Zhuang Yiming felt that his family was yang, like a little sun, just like his mother.

Once in Zhuang Yiming's arms, Yang Yang giggled inexplicably.

Zhuang Yiming called it a joke, "Look, my Yangyang is giving face to his father."

The little guy wasn't even a little bit big, and in his father's arms, he couldn't reach half of his arm, but it was such a small ball that could affect everyone's mood.

Seeing that he might be tired from laughing and slowly fell asleep, Zhuang Yiming put the child on the bed in super slow motion, for fear of accidentally waking him up again.

Seeing the little boy's fleshy hand clenched into a fist resting against his mouth, it was a soft ball, so cute.

"Zhuang Yiming, can you buy me some vegetables and fruits?"

Yan Zaixi was tearful, and pitifully tugged at the corner of Zhuang Yiming's clothes, Zhuang Yiming softened for a second, "I went to a professional obstetrician to inquire, and they said that fruits are not edible in the cold weather, vegetables, carrots, spinach, leeks It's all right, I'll make it for you later."

"I know you are the best~"

Yan Zaixi showed a big smile, with curved eyebrows.

As a mother, she not only did not lose the charm of a young girl, but also gained the tenderness of a mother.

The skin was already white and glowing during pregnancy, but now that I am in confinement and carefully adjusted, it is completely rosy and radiant.

Zhuang Yiming possessed himself and kissed twice, "Why are you getting more and more beautiful?"

"Why, isn't it good?"

Yan Zaixi also feels that the current state is quite good, and the family, business and children have a good harvest.

"Very good, it's me who enjoys it."

"Zhuang Yiming!"

Zhuang Yiming lowered his head and laughed.

Rubbing her hair, "Good boy, your husband will make you something delicious."

"go quickly."

Yan Zaixi urged.

Zhuang Yiming was afraid that his wife would find out that there would be a quarrel with Yan Zaixi, so he cooked a lot of vegetables at someone else's house and brought them home.

That friend was confused, why, brother Zhuang is so poor?
There is no way, the general influence is that it is good to eat meat, and those who do not cherish eating meat will really be disliked and unlucky.

Zhuang Yiming didn't want Yan Zaixi to be said that, so he had no choice but to do it.

When I got home, I opened the lunch boxes layer by layer and let Yan Zaixi eat. In addition to vegetables, there were also many dried fruits. Yan Zaixi was very pleasantly surprised.

"Are these all for me?"

"Well, eat it as a snack, and I'll make it for you after I finish eating."

Yan Zaixi happily kissed him, "Zhuang Yiming, you are really kind."

Zhuang Yiming pinched her fair and tender face, feeling sore in his heart, if it wasn't for giving birth to a child, how could Yan Zaixi suffer this kind of pain.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and your garment factory will also be on holiday, so don't worry about it for a few days."

Yan Zaixi has been at home half a month before the due date, but until today, she will spend two or three hours doing some work, either dealing with things or drawing design drafts.

Zhuang Yiming felt distressed when he saw it, but he knew that this was something she liked to do, and he couldn't stop it.

"I see." Yan Zaixi also knew what he looked like, and the family members were very worried.

Seeing her eating like a little squirrel, Zhuang Yiming's heart softened, and he also remembered the topic they had interrupted earlier.

"I went to see the girl's partner, and the child really worked hard."

He abruptly changed from a white-faced niche to a tall, dark and slender man.

"Let me just say, that kid is pretty good." Yan Zaixi immediately agreed.

(End of this chapter)