Rebirth in 70: The sweet wife is coaxed slowly, and the military king is pampered step by step

Dabao rolled his eyes, "Okay."

In the afternoon, Zhang Jingfang went home for confinement.

Luo Baozhen went to her house with the gift, and of course Dabao followed.

Dabao also prepared a gift for Haohao. Luo Baozhen stared at his hand.

If I guessed correctly, Dabao painted a picture.

Luo Baozhen gave the baby some small clothes, as well as brown sugar and malted milk.

I have to say that this gift is definitely a heavy gift.

Luo Baozhen came to Zhang Jingfang's house, and her mother accepted the gift.

She didn't see her mother-in-law.

"Sister Fang, are you feeling okay?" Luo Baozhen sat on the bedside with a chair.

Zhang Jingfang was drinking chicken soup, "It's good, Baozhen. I also heard from Haohao's father that you have a big belly and you still keep watch over me for a few hours."

"I saw it too. If you tell me I saw it, can you not be anxious?"

"You are just too kind to others."

Zhang Jingfang and her own mother walked in, "Well, Comrade Luo also gave me a big gift. Fangfang, look at how pretty these little clothes are."

"Comrade Luo, there are also malted milk and other gifts!"

Zhang Jingfang felt Luo Baozhen's thoughts, "Baozhen, you are so awesome, I don't even know what to say."

Luo Baozhen replied with a smile: "No need to say anything, just have a good time during the confinement period."

Look next to Zhang Jingfang, sister Haohao is sleeping soundly.

Luo Baozhen stood up and went to take a look, "She looks like Brother Zhou. Her skin was white and tender when she was born. It's not like when I gave birth to Dabao, he looked like a wrinkled old man."

In her previous life, she didn't want to see such an ugly son...

Zhang Jingfang looked at her daughter with motherly love, "It's true, she's not like her brother, who was born with red wrinkles."

Sister Haohao may have heard someone talking about her, she started to moan on the bed.

Zhang Jingfang thought about patting her, but she started crying.

Luo Baozhen was a little tired from bending over, so she sat down again, "Did we wake her up?"

Zhang Jingfang's mother carried him into Zhang Jingfang's arms, "I'm afraid I'm hungry, Fangfang, please feed me again and see if you have any milk today?"

"it is good."

Zhang Jingfang lifted up her clothes and Luo Baozhen subconsciously looked away.

But Zhang Jingfang was still asking her, "Baozhen, when you gave birth to Dabao, on what day did you start having breast milk? You see, breastfeeding is difficult for me."

Luo Baozhen thought that in her hometown, when she was not married, she saw many sisters-in-law and aunts holding their children and chatting outside.

When the child is hungry, he will just lift up his clothes and feed him, regardless of whether there is a man or not.

In the past, every time she saw them, she felt that she really couldn't understand why those sisters-in-law and aunts were so casual.

"It seems to be the next day." Luo Baozhen doesn't remember much.

Zhang Jingfang glanced at Luo Baozhen and then looked away. She smiled and said, "Baozhen, it's just you and my mother. We don't have a man. I'm not ashamed. Why are you ashamed?"

Luo Baozhen has just finished her mental construction.

"Why am I ashamed? Sister Fang, why did you just say that breastfeeding is difficult?"

Although Luo Baozhen only fed Dabao for two or three months, she only felt uncomfortable with breast enlargement at that time.

Breast enlargement is the biggest difficulty.

Zhang Jingfang pulled it out and said, "Look, I'm growing inside, and it's rare for the baby to suck it out. If I can't suck it out, Hao Hao used to cry anxiously every time, but the more I sucked in, the more milk he got."

Luo Baozhen understood. She looked down at herself.

She thought back to herself and realized that she really didn't have to worry about breastfeeding, it should be quite convenient for her.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Sister Haohao couldn't suck it out, so she still cried.

Zhang Jingfang looked at her mother helplessly, "Mom, it seems that there is still no milk. How about feeding her some more rice soup?"

Zhang Jingfang's mother came over and was about to start, "I'll rub it again and see if Bao Guo is at home. He'll suck it and see if it's there."

Luo Baozhen felt like she heard something big, and her eyes widened.

Zhang Jingfang saw this and said to Luo Baozhen while coaxing the child: "Baozhen, what's your expression? Didn't your man suck for you before? Did Dabao suck out the milk by himself?"

Luo Baozhen couldn't help but blush, "He was not at home at that time."

"Oh, that's right. It was difficult for you to take Dabao home alone at that time."

Luo Baozhen felt ashamed. At that time, she was either showing off or challenging.

Where can I take care of my baby? I haven’t had any milk for several months.

"No...his grandma brought many."

Zhang Jingfang's mother kneaded her to no avail, and the child had no milk no matter how much she sucked.

"Fangfang, forget it, I have to serve my country tonight, so hurry up and get some rice soup."

"Just drink rice soup first. The child of Malted Milk is too young, so I won't feed him yet."

Zhang Jingfang nodded, "Okay, Mom, go quickly. Her temper is just like her father's, she is really impatient."

"Don't talk nonsense. You are more anxious to serve your country than to serve yourself."

After Zhang Jingfang's biological mother left, Zhang Jingfang looked helplessly, "Baozhen, you don't have to worry about breastfeeding, right? Tell me, why do I look like this?"

This seems to be natural?Luo Baozhen doesn't understand either.

"Mine is fine, Sister Fang, why don't you buy a milk bottle? I remember a family who gave birth to a baby without milk, and fed malted milk with a bottle."

Zhang Jingfang shook her head again, "Then it's better to breastfeed yourself. Those are not as good as breastfeeding. I have breasts in the back, but it's hard to suck, and the baby is very strenuous. I'd better wait until her father comes out to suck the breasts and watch."

That’s okay too…

Luo Baozhen looked away and looked at sister Haohao, "This little face is red from crying."

Zhang Jingfang put down her clothes, "No, fortunately my mother is here and can take care of us."

Speaking of this, Zhang Jingfang was obviously a little unhappy.

Luo Baozhen asked tentatively: "Haohao, his grandma won't help?"

Zhang Jingfang sneered, "Haha, I used to laugh when I took care of Hao Hao. This granddaughter, I have thousands of excuses for not having time."

"But I don't care. As long as Zhou Baoguo has an attitude, my mother-in-law has always been like this. Fortunately, Zhou Baoguo can figure it out and doesn't want me to live with his mother."

Luo Baozhen comforted Zhang Jingfang, "Yes, as long as Brother Zhou can twist it out, it will be fine. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Sister Fang, we have also seen it. When Brother Zhou heard that it was his daughter, he got his wish and grinned. At the base of the ears.”

Zhang Jingfang also laughed, "I can still think of his stupidity."

Zhang Jingfang’s mother went to feed her baby rice soup.

Zhang Jingfang and Luo Baozhen were chatting about other things.

After a while, Haohao rushed in, "Mom! I want my dad to stick this on the wall. Brother Dabao painted it for us."

"Mom, look, how beautiful it is. This is our home, this is me, this is you and dad, this is my sister, there are flowers and trees. Brother Dabao is so awesome!"

Luo Baozhen looked at the painting and covered her face.

Is what Haohao said serious?

He could really tell what was in this painting.Dabao must have said it several times and he must have written it down, right?

When Zhang Jingfang saw the painting, she touched her belly and smiled under control, "This... is very good, very good! Thank you, Dabao? If you want to stick it, let your dad stick it to the wall of your house."

"Okay! When dad comes back, I'll let him stick rice paste on the wall!"