Rebirth at Seventy: Counterattack on Life

When Song Zhengyang returned to the hospital, Grandpa Song was holding the child and playing with it.

This kid doesn't recognize anyone and sleeps peacefully when someone is holding him.

Move from time to time to find a more comfortable position.

But Grandpa Song is so rare.

"Why are you back again? Didn't I ask you to go back and have a rest?"

Zhou Jinxin was sitting on the hospital bed. When he saw Song Zhengyang coming back, he sat up and asked him.

"I'm not tired, I just want to come back and stay with you for a while."

Song Zhengyang sat next to Zhou Jinxin and watched Grandpa Song care about the child.

"The child hasn't been named yet, right?"

Song's father looked at Song Zhengyang and asked.

"I've thought of two, and I'm just going to discuss it with you to see which one is better."

Song Zhengyang was about to discuss the name with his parents and grandfather.

"This is the first child of our Song family. I think we should use the word Yuan. Everything is renewed and starts from scratch. It's good to use it in name."

Before Song Zhengyang could say anything, Grandpa Song jumped in first.

The surname is Song, using the character Yuan, Song Yuan...

So he still has a chance to say a word?

Think about it, what words can represent his mood?

How about taking the last week, Song, Yuan and Zhou?

It seems to sound pretty good too.

Yuan Zhou Yuan Zhou, the more I think about it, the more I feel good about it.

"Let's call him Song Yuanzhou."

Song Zhengyang did not dare to hesitate this time.

He said it quickly.

Look at the way his dad is thinking hard.

If you don't say a word, it won't be his turn.

"Okay, Yuan Zhou, take the lead and take the lead, that's good."

Grandpa Song nodded.

It's a good name. It has both my parents' surnames and the meaning is good. It's pretty good.

Zhou Jinxin also nodded.

The name was just a code name, and as long as it wasn't too outrageous, she didn't care.

Xiao Yuanzhou's name was decided like this.

Song Zhengyang spent half a night scratching his hair to come up with the name.

"Grandpa, are you tired? I'll take you home."

Song Zhengyang looked at Grandpa Song and looked at the child with a smile. He was afraid that he would be tired and wanted to send him home to rest.

"Hey, this brat, he's done it."

Grandpa Song was just about to say that he wasn't tired and didn't need to go back when he felt a surge of heat coming out, accompanied by a stench.

Yang Lanying quickly opened the diaper and took a look. Sure enough, the kid's diaper was soaked even when he was peeing.

Now that the weather is cold, Yang Lanying quickly changed the baby's diaper to save him from catching a cold.

"Oh, this brat is really promising. He gave me a greeting gift when he first met me."

Song Qian was very happy, this guy is really good.

When Song Zhengyang saw her mother washing diapers, she quickly went to get a pot of hot water.

The child had to poop several times a day and peed countless times.

My mother-in-law prepared more than ten pieces of diapers, and sometimes there was no time to change them.

Before the previous ones were dry, they had to be washed again.

On this cold day, it was too cold to wash with cold water. He had to pour several pots of hot water throughout the day.

"Sister-in-law, brother-in-law.

Grandpa Song, Uncle Song, and Aunt Song. "

Here, Xiao Yuan Zhou had just changed a clean diaper and slept peacefully, when Zhou Jinkun came to the door.

She also went to work today, so she took advantage of the fact that she was not very busy to sneak up to see her nephew.

This little guy was ugly when he was born, but he has become much more lively in just two days.

The person has become whiter, and the little face has become fleshy. Sometimes he still opens his eyes and looks at the roof with a confused expression, which is so cute.

She was still thinking about not being able to see her for a while, and she had to come up to see the child several times every day.

"Jinkun is here.

Come and sit for a while. "

Yang Lanying quickly let her in.

"No, Aunt Song, I have to go down after seeing the child. I still have to go to work."

Zhou Jinkun said embarrassedly.

“This is my first time as an aunt, and it’s so strange to have a child.

Not being able to see him for a moment makes him upset.

Come to my place to report first when you get to work.

I have to take a look every time I have nothing to do.

I have to report again after get off work. "

Zhou Jinxin looked at Zhou Jinkun who was very happy when she glanced at the child and explained to her mother-in-law.

They were afraid that Yang Lanying would think that they came to see her so many times a day because they were afraid that she could not take care of her children well.

"That's good. His second aunt will come to see the children more often in the future.

It is said that children look like whom they spend more time with. It would be great if Yuan Zhou could be as good-looking as her second aunt in the future. "

Yang Lanying is really good at talking.

After saying this, Zhou Jinkun couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Isn’t this just to compliment her on her beauty?

Although I knew it was a polite comment, I was still happy.

"I'll go back first and bring you fish soup at noon.

Fugui’s mother specially cooked it for him, and he said he would bring it to the hospital at noon. "

Zhou Jinkun ran away after saying this.

Wang Fugui is coming to deliver fish soup at noon, so she shouldn't need to eat in the cafeteria.

Sure enough, at noon, Wang Fugui came carrying several lunch boxes.

Zhou Jin made a new fish soup, steamed white flour buns, and cabbage stewed with potatoes. Several pieces of pork belly were specially placed in them. They looked oily and very appetizing.

I deliberately took a few extra steamed buns, presumably to give to others.

“This is too troublesome for Aunt Wang.

Fugui, go back and thank her for me. "

Zhou Jinxin looked at the food and fish soup that was delivered and felt quite grateful.

How do you say this? It’s too troublesome.

"Sister, why are you so polite?

My mother said that she will make soup for you tomorrow. Drink more soup to feed your family. "

In fact, what his mother said is that it is better to drink more soup and milk.

But how dare he, a young man, say this.

"No, we will be discharged from the hospital and go home tomorrow.

Jinkun, please eat some too. "

Zhou Jinxin looked at Zhou Jinkun and asked her to eat some too, so as to save her having to cook when she got home.

"No need, sister, I'll go down to eat later."

Zhou Jinkun shook his head, Aunt Wang also brought her a portion, and she went down to eat with Wang Fugui later.

"Dad, I'm taking care of Jinxin here. You and Qianxiang should go back first."

After lunch, Yang Lanying saw that Grandpa Song was a little sleepy and asked them to go home and rest.

Normally this time is Grandpa Song's lunch break, but now he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Moreover, it is really useless to have so many people here.

This child rarely cries except when he pees or is hungry. He only eats and sleeps, which is very worry-free.

And here they are, it’s not very convenient for their children to breastfeed.

Always ask them to go out, feed the baby, and then let them into the house.

I went through it several times in one morning.

"Okay, let's go back first.

It's time for the second child to go back to work, and dad must also pay attention to his rest. "

Song Qianxiang nodded. They couldn't help much here and were only adding to the chaos. Moreover, his father should take a rest and his second brother had to go back to work.

"You go to a state-owned restaurant to eat tonight."

Yang Lanying thought that they probably didn't know what to do, and it would be easiest to go directly to a state-owned restaurant to eat.

"You don't have to worry about us.

Take good care of your children and Xiao Zhou.

If anything happens, just ask Zhengyang to call me.

How about I cook some noodles for you tonight? "

Song Qianxiang was a little worried when he left. He told his wife to call him if something happened and to cook noodles for her.

Yang Lanying didn't even know what to say.

A person who can only cook noodles is quite confident in his skill.