Marry an officer at the beginning, wear a book girl and play songs every day

"That's okay, I'll keep your dishes and steamed buns for you alone."

Lin Mengyun just felt that the mother in the same ward also gave birth to a boy, so she would not be willing to change the situation.

However, this kind of thing can only be prevented at home. There are so many babies born every day, and doctors can’t remember which ones look like.

"Mom, don't go out, just eat in your room!"

Song Ranran just squinted for a while, but she woke up as soon as Lin Mengyun entered the room.

Her stomach was almost hungry. She didn't want to smell the aroma of food, so she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Hey!"

My daughter-in-law doesn't mind. It would be better if she could eat in the room.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

Before Lin Mengyun finished eating, she saw the three children crying. She put down her chopsticks to see if their diapers were wet.

"You continue to eat. The children must be hungry. I will make milk powder for them first."

Lin Mengyun saw that Gu Beicheng and the other two people were waiting for her, and she spoke.

"Mom, Dad and Brother Beicheng have already chosen the names for the babies. Come and choose a nickname!"

Song Ranran herself is a new mother. She can't drink water or move around now. She was moved when she saw Lin Mengyun taking care of her child meticulously.

"What are the names of the three children?"

Lin Mengyun was happy. She also thought about naming the child, but she thought her daughter-in-law might be unhappy, so she didn't mention it.

"Mom, the eldest is Gu Mingzhi, the second is Gu Mingrui, and the third is Gu Wenjing."

"They all sound nice. Then the eldest brother's nickname is Da Ming, the second child's nickname is Xiao Ming, and the third child's name is Jing Jing?"

Lin Mengyun shook the glass bottle and waited for the temperature of the water inside to drop while thinking.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked.

"Da Ming, Xiao Ming, Jing Jing, it's good!"

Song Ranran was thinking about dumplings, glutinous rice balls and meatballs, these types of nicknames.

These nicknames are normal in the future world. If you have such nicknames in this era, you may be teased as a greedy person.

Song Ranran didn't apply any special medicine on her wound, and she recovered faster than the average person. The doctor was surprised when he came to check it.

However, the food in her family is good, she is young, and her mother-in-law is the director of obstetrics and gynecology in Yanjing. It is possible that she has a secret medicine to speed up wound healing.

Three days later, Song Ranran went through the discharge procedures with the pregnant woman who gave birth naturally.

"Dr. Chen, you have taken special care of my daughter-in-law since she found out she was pregnant. We can be discharged from the hospital today thanks to you."

Lin Mengyun had never sold the eggs at home. Yesterday, she went door to door and collected some hard-boiled red eggs.

The doctors and nurses who took care of Song Ranran each gave them eight eggs and a red envelope.

"I can't accept the red envelope, so I accepted the red egg. It's because your wife is in good health. We just did what we should do."

The children look different every day. Dr. Chen looks at the three identical children, pink and tender, and wants to take them home to raise them.

"Dr. Lu, who gave birth to a caesarean section today, is not at work either. He still needs your help to bring him his share."

"Next month's Full Moon Festival, I'll ask Beicheng to come over and pick you up for a meal."

If you have acquaintances in the hospital, you will be more careful in prescribing medicine for children with colds and fevers.

The two pushed each other several times before Dr. Chen reluctantly accepted.

Song Ranran watched silently, looking up at the ceiling and feeling speechless. Chinese people like to be polite so much.

Gu Beicheng held a child and carried two large bags, Song Ranran held a child, and Lin Mengyun left the hospital holding a child and carrying a satchel.

"Captain Gu asked for leave again this morning?"

"His wife was discharged from the hospital today. I heard it was a caesarean section. Her mother-in-law cannot take three children home alone."

"Captain Gu is really powerful. He kills three birds with one stone and has children."

"You have several births in your family. They are just girls. When Gu Beicheng goes to work in the afternoon, you should go and ask for advice."

"I don't dare. Last time, Captain Gu caught two people talking about his wife, and the end was terrible. He personally trained them for a day. I heard that the two of them couldn't get out of bed for several days."

Those who have time to chat at this time are all people above the battalion commander level.

They all have military family members in the army, and they don't shy away from the topic of having children.

"Brother Beicheng, Mom has gone to bed. Please help me wipe myself."

After not taking a shower for several days, Song Ranran felt like she was almost smelly.

"Daughter-in-law, do you want to stop being patient?"

Lin Mengyun specifically told him that women were not allowed to take a bath for a month after confinement, and Song Ranran had a caesarean section and could not get wet.

"It's not like you don't know about my body. You just wipe it. There is boiling water in my space. Mom won't know."

"You wipe it for me, and I'll apply special ointment. The wound will heal faster."

She couldn't take a shower and couldn't wipe her back, so she could only look at Gu Beicheng helplessly.

"I'm going to take a shower first and wipe it for you later!"

Gu Beicheng couldn't stand Song Ranran's aggrieved look, so he found a pair of underwear from the closet and walked downstairs.

Song Ranran rubbed her belly which was still a little loose. There were no stretch marks on it. She had scar removal cream and it would be back to normal sooner or later.

In the hospital, Gu Beicheng helped apply anti-inflammatory medicine. His eyes were not disgusted but only distressed.

Song Ranran sat on the bedside, looking at the three sleeping children in a daze with a smile on her face.

Originally, her mother-in-law wanted to take the child there, but her room was too small to accommodate it, so Song Ranran asked her to take care of the child during the day and herself at night.

It is not good for the elderly to stay up late. Song Ranran has space and does not need to wait for the temperature inside the bottle to drop to the point where the baby can take it in before feeding them milk.

There are also diapers for them, so Song Ranran doesn't need to spend extra energy changing diapers.

The children can get milk as soon as they cry. When Gu Beicheng gets up in the morning, he can run the unused diapers through water, and no one else will notice anything fishy.

Song Ranran waited for Gu Beicheng to return to the house and locked the door.

"While the children are still sleeping, please wipe my back quickly."

Song Ranran took out the bucket of boiling water, towels and pajamas from the space.

When the water was almost warm, she started wiping the front herself.

"Ok!"

Gu Beicheng took the towel and wiped Song Ranran's back carefully.

"Fortunately, there is milk powder. My two food bags are useless. The food rations are not enough for one child."

All the nutrients in the body were absorbed by the child, and Song Ranran returned to her previous weight right after giving birth.

"Mom has already said that the amount of milk has nothing to do with size, but everything to do with breast tissue."

Looking at Song Ranran's flawless white back, Gu Beicheng's body changed, but there was no trace of desire in his heart.

His wife is expelling lochia and her wounds are still recovering. He cannot control the changes in his body, but he can control his own actions.

Not breastfeeding was not a big deal in Gu Beicheng's opinion.

Most of the middle-aged women who got married, gave birth to children and breast-fed their babies had sagging.

Don't ask Gu Beicheng how he knew.

This is the era when women only wear an undershirt like an undershirt. It is obvious at a glance in the weather where short-sleeves can be worn all year round on the island.

Song Ranran's shape is perfect, maybe it's because she usually wears different underwear.