About the fact that my opening elf is Little Nebula

Fu Yisheng, who was turned into a human spirit by Song Xiuluan, is just a simple father to Pengpeng.

Just after feeding and burping, the little guy puffed up.

Blinking her big innocent eyes, super cute.

"Honey, come and change it!" Lu Qingqing wrinkled her nose, held Pengpeng in her hands and handed it to Fu Yisheng, "First spread the mat on the bed, then pour a basin of warm water and get diapers."

Fu Yisheng served his son resignedly and had to observe the color, smell and shape of the daddy, "What a little ancestor."

Lu Qingqing stuck out her tongue, "You don't have to take care of him and hand him over to the nanny."

Because of their hands-on approach, their babysitters and nannies are particularly relaxed and often joke that they get paid for nothing.

Fu Yisheng didn't want to.

The child is theirs, and of course they, the parents, have to take care of it themselves.

This is how the relationship between parents and children is cultivated.

After changing the diaper, the little guy didn't want to sleep anymore. He opened his delicate little hands and grasped Lu Qingqing's fingers. He opened his big eyes and could probably see the things close in front of him clearly. His eyes moved according to Lu Qingqing's movements. .

"It's great, baby!" Lu Qingqing kissed him.

Fu Yisheng washed his hands and carried his son to the restaurant to accept everyone's praise.

Lu Qingqing sat down to eat. She took a bite of the meal herself, and then fed Fu Yisheng a bite.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wanyang smiled and said: "You know it's not easy to raise children, right? No matter what the adults are doing, they must first take care of the children's eating, drinking and diarrhea. There can be no delay at all."

"I know so much." Lu Qingqing sighed.

He was so young and couldn't speak. No matter he ate or peed, he would always cry to remind everyone.

When he cries, the parents feel distressed.

Not just any torture.

Qin Wanyang asked someone to give him

She exchanged a bowl of hot soup with Fu Yisheng, "After 42 days of confinement, you can go out and walk around. Then save the breast milk and I will take care of Pengpeng at home."

Lu Qingqing said leisurely and fascinated, "There are still twelve days left!"

"Very soon!" Qin Wanyang laughed.

After the full moon family dinner, Lu's mother went back to Pengcheng City to clean up and wait for Lu Chen to take his girlfriend home. Brothers Song Xiufeng and Ning Anping were busy with work. Fu Yisheng also started to go to work. Lu Qingqing took care of her son alone, and her days suddenly felt like years.

Apart from the nursing staff, only Qin Wanyang can help.

She was not very young anymore, and her energy was not as good as that of young people. Lu Qingqing was afraid of tiring her, so she fed her son by herself, changed diapers, and coaxed him to sleep. She only gained a certain amount of freedom after Fu Yisheng got off work.

"I must go shopping and have some fun!" Lu Qingqing lay on the bed, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.

She really held it in for too long.

What does the blue sky, white clouds and busy traffic look like outside?

Fu Yisheng walked around the bedroom holding her son, "Let's do a postpartum check-up in 42 days. The doctor says it's OK. Then you can ask Mrs. Wang or Miss Zhao to go shopping together."

Lu Qingqing opened her eyes and looked at him sideways, "I'm going to max out your card!"

Fu Yisheng laughed: "There is no limit, you can spend whatever you want."

"Yes!" Lu Qingqing almost forgot that the black gold card has an unlimited limit. She turned sideways, pillowed her arm, and stared at the baby in his arms, "We haven't gone out yet, and I suddenly couldn't bear to let him go. He eats preserved breast milk.”

Fu Yisheng pondered for a moment: "What should we do? Breast milk must be fresh."

Who knows if preserved breast milk will lose nutrients if it is reheated?

"Let's talk about it then!" Lu Qingqing sighed.

Others have everything they need, but she can't get away with it.