Just got dumped, the school belle told me to go to the hospital to sign

In her small body, I saw the shadow of inspiration.

Just when he was about to succeed, he was puzzled by his brother's crying, and blinked his eyes curiously.

Chen Jinfeng went over to hug the little guy, and Pingping cried even more sadly.

"Why, don't you want a hug from your father? Do you want your mother?"

Fu Jiaer hurriedly came out of the toilet, quickly wiped off the water on her hands, and hugged Ping Ping, who was crying, from Chen Jinfeng's hands.

Ping Ping saw that it was her mother, and grabbed her clothes with her small hands, sobbing and crying very sadly.

Chen Jinfeng sighed, "Pingping, if you do this, people will misunderstand that I have thorns on my body, it's not like that."

Fu Jia'er coaxed her son softly, "Oh, don't cry, mom will hug us, be good!"

Kissing her son's head, she frowned, "Look, husband, how long have you been crying, and sweat is coming out of your forehead again."

Chen Jinfeng wiped it with his hands, then turned his head to look through the gap in the fence.

I saw An An's big suspicious eyes, what should I say?

Chen Jinfeng wanted to laugh. Although An An didn't know anything yet, she was so pitiful!

He went over, "Oh, what cutie is in here? Dad, look at it~!"

An An grinned from him, and Chen Jinfeng picked up his daughter, "Come on, mom hugs brother, dad hugs An An, okay?"

An An said: Don't hug me, I want to play with toys! "

She looked at the toy on the floor and reached out to grab it. Chen Jinfeng put her down again and gave her the toy.

Babies can't throw things yet, they just let go and drop them.

An An is trying to climb, it is very hard, Chen Jinfeng wants to help her.

"Husband, take An'an to take a bath first. The water has been put away and everything is ready."

Chen Jinfeng picked up his daughter, "Come on, pick up the toys, let's wash Xiangxiang."

As long as An An has something to play, she can play for a long time without being hungry.

So I don't cry when I give the little guy a bath, which is quite happy.

Fu Jiaer hugged Pingping and helped pass things at the door, thinking her son could understand.

"Pingping, mom went to help, you sit in the stroller and watch mom, okay?"

"Mom isn't going anywhere, she's here, be good!"

Ping Ping showed no expression, Fu Jiaer thought his son agreed, but instead let it go, the little guy lost his temper.

Fu Jiaer, "...you unreasonable child!"

Chen Jinfeng laughed, "Children can't reason with you!"

After washing An An, Chen Jinfeng saw her put on the baby stroller and gave her the little yellow duck to play with.

Next, I am going to wash Pingping fragrant.

As long as the mother does it, the little guy is well-behaved and not noisy.

Chen Jinfeng gave him a hug, but he disagreed, and his temper flared up.

Fu Jiaer sighed, "Husband, let me do it."

The babies are washed every day, just to remove the sweat, and the most important thing is to wash the babies' hair.

This head cannot be washed every day, once every two or three days is enough.

In the past few days, Pingping has cried a lot, his forehead and the back of his head are covered with sweat.

Because of the cesarean section wound, Fu Jiaer felt a little uncomfortable squatting, so she hugged Pingping to wash on the sink.

Holding the child flat, Chen Jinfeng tested the temperature of the water, resting the back of Pingping's head with one hand, and washing the little boy's hair with the other.

Fu Jiaer teased the baby, "What are you looking at, we are usually naughty, and we don't want mother to do housework!"

"Otherwise, if mom does the housework, then mom will do it alone, and dad will be so busy!"

"Tell me, aren't you being naughty?"

Ping Ping didn't know if he understood, he held his mouth shut, tears welled up in his eyes, and looked as sad as he wanted.

Chen Jinfeng said, "Look, tell the little guy to cry."

Fu Jiaer quickly coaxed, "Don't cry, don't cry, our family is very good, because I miss my mother, so I always want to be with my mother, right?"

After a few words of coaxing, Pingping stopped crying, and Chen Jinfeng finished washing his hair.

Chen Jinfeng took out the hair dryer, and only let the baby feel the weak hot air from a long distance away.

Flat, yellowish hair, and very little of it.

Fu Jiaer is already thinking about whether her son will lose his head in the future, will he be bald?

Seeing his wife's worry, Chen Jinfeng comforted her, "Don't worry, my hair was about average when I was young, and it grew back later."

Seeing the volume of his hair, Fu Jiaer was finally relieved.

Perhaps, the son's hair will grow out in the future.

Feeding the babies at night is a headache.

"Honey, hold Pingping here, feed Anan here..."

Fu Jiaer has this strength, but others may not be able to do it.

Seeing that An An is eating obediently, it shows that Chen Jinfeng's method is feasible.

After An An finished eating, Chen Jinfeng carried her to the second bedroom!

Even if An An didn't fall asleep, she could fall asleep by herself when she was full, which was very convenient.

Unless Pingping is sleeping very deeply, the little guy will easily wake up when Chen Jinfeng hugs him.

Chen Jinfeng waited for An An to fall asleep, and went to clean up the mess where the babies were bathed.

After tidying up the house, Pingping finally fell asleep.