Chapter 839

Compared with Song Weiyi, Zhao Mengmeng gave birth naturally at full term. Not only is her body better than Song Weiyi's at that time, even the newborn child, Tutu, is physically and mentally better than Jin Xing and Jin Yan of the same size. Song Weiyi looked relieved and sad.

It took her three full days before she saw the child for the first time. Compared to this, Mengmeng couldn't be happier.

"What's the point of this? Only by going through hardships can you become a master. In the future, my godsons will be more promising. God's test of them starts from the moment of the mother's womb."

Zhao Mengmeng's comfort made Song Weiyi feel that it made sense, so he suddenly realized.

As a girl, Tutu was pampered from the moment she was born.

The two had a heated chat, and Pei Chenyang came to intervene.

"Only, why are you back?" Pei Chenyang was really shocked.

"Uncle, are you here?" Song Weiyi smiled.

At this moment, Pei Chenyang and Song Weiyi always felt that they were acting out of nowhere.

She quietly looked at Zhao Mengmeng, and saw that when she saw Pei Chenyang, she frowned tightly, without any surprise at all.

"Why are you here again? Are you annoying? You are not welcome here. You have to say the same thing a few times before you understand?" Zhao Mengmeng asked with a cold face.

Now she is really tired of seeing Pei Chenyang everywhere.

On the contrary, the person Zhao Mengmeng most wanted to see had no chance to appear at all.

Even because Zhao's mother was always by his side, not to mention the phone, it was not convenient to send text messages, for fear of being discovered by them.

If it goes on like this, it will take at least a month, and there will be no chance to meet Kus at all.

"I'll come to see Tutu, I won't disturb you," Pei Chenyang smiled slightly, and after exchanging pleasantries with Song Weiyi, he realized that Song Weiyi came back quietly alone.

"Yibai didn't say anything?" Like Zhao Mengmeng, Pei Chenyang also asked this question directly.

Song Weiyi was speechless for a while.

She is already in city A, even if Pei Chenyang has something to say, it is useless.

"Since it's fine, that's fine. Have you seen Tutu?" Pei Chenyang quickly changed the subject, and hugged his daughter in front of Song Weiyi, with a slightly flaunting tone.

Song Weiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Uncle, I can't tell, you are still a daughter slave."

"Who cares?" Zhao Mengmeng looked at Pei Chenyang with a sneer.

It is estimated that mother took advantage of Song Weiyi's presence and went home first, so that Pei Chenyang could take advantage of it.

But she will be discharged from the hospital in two days, after which she will prevent Pei Chenyang from seeing Tutu.

"Tutu is my little princess, who else can I spoil if I don't spoil her?" The things Pei Chenyang brought these days almost filled the hospital.

Stroller, milk powder, crib, clothes.

Zhao Mengmeng was already driven crazy by the increasingly narrow space, and if she threatened Pei Chenyang to carry these things to the hospital, she immediately took them out and threw them away.

"It's really just a rabbit, isn't it?" Song Weiyi said, his teasing eyes flashing past Zhao Mengmeng.

In her opinion, uncle is a drunkard who doesn't want to drink.

Is it purely for Tutu, or for Tutu Mama...

"I'm afraid others don't want to see me." Pei Chenyang also looked at Zhao Mengmeng.

Seeing the angry expression on her face, she was inexplicably happy.

"Since you are so speculative, then take your time, I have fed the rabbit."

Coincidentally, the little girl next to her started crying like a baby, obviously hungry.

Zhao Mengmeng is already very experienced after being taught by her eldest mother, and knows that her daughter should drink milk at this point.

"Tutu is indeed crying. She is probably hungry. Feed her quickly." Pei Chenyang's movements can be described as swift.

Can't wait to stuff Tutu into Zhao Mengmeng's arms.

Then, he looked at her with twinkling eyes.

Just like the spotlight, Song Weiwei instantly felt like a superfluous light bulb.

"What are you still doing here? Why don't you leave?" Zhao Mengmeng didn't rush to breastfeed, but stared at Pei Chenyang and gave the order to evict her.

"I just came here." Pei Chenyang reminded.

"You'll be happy when you see Tutu, how long do you want to stay?" Zhao Mengmeng sneered, if Pei Chenyang didn't leave today, she would argue with him and stop breastfeeding.

It's his daughter who is so hungry, even if he has the ability, he is so cruel.

"Mengmeng, can't we get along peacefully?" Pei Chenyang felt a little helpless, and lowered his posture.

But Zhao Mengmeng didn't buy it.

"Live in peace? Do you think it's possible? If you're not afraid of your daughter getting hungry, just stay here. When will you leave, and when will I breastfeed."

Zhao Mengmeng didn't just say it casually. After she finished speaking, she put Tutu down directly, ignoring the child's cries.

Pei Chenyang's face turned ashen for a while, "You are a mother, how can you be so cruel?"

"Whether I'm cruel or not, you just found out today?" Zhao Mengmeng asked back.

Pei Chenyang was so blocked by this sentence that he couldn't utter a word. He should be the one who knows the most. How could he not know?

However, there was Song Weiyi next to him, and he had only been in the hospital for a while, so he was really unwilling to leave at this time.

"Okay, okay, do you think I can't do anything about you?" Pei Chenyang hugged Tutu with a sullen face, looked around, and found where the milk powder and baby bottles were.

"Wei Wei, give me a hug." Pei Chenyang handed Tutu to Song Wei Wei, turned around resolutely, and went to make milk powder for his daughter.

Song Weiyi had no choice but to smile stiffly, watching them quarrel.

However, his eyes followed Pei Chenyang's back, and looked at Pei Chenyang's posture of making milk powder.

Seeing that his movements were not proficient, but he looked good, Song Weiyi subconsciously looked at Zhao Mengmeng.

"It seems that my uncle is inexperienced. In order to get angry with him, you are really cruel."

Zhao Mengmeng snorted coldly, she didn't care if Pei Chenyang would or not, she just didn't want to have anything to do with him.

It took Pei Chenyang five minutes to soak the milk powder.

"Mengmeng, Tutu will definitely be a lady when she grows up, listen to her voice..." Song Weiyi's attention was diverted by little Tutu.

Tutu's crying is not like the two sons who howl loudly when they are hungry, on the contrary, it is soft and warm.

"I don't want her to be some kind of lazy lady, pretending forcibly to satisfy other people's admiration for her. I just want my bunny to be a free little girl, doing what she likes."

Just like her.

"Being a free and easy person, who doesn't want to? It seems that our little bunny is very happy, you are so enlightened."

Pei Chenyang turned around and suddenly stopped when he heard these words.

His eyes swept over Zhao Mengmeng, and he always felt that there was something in his words.

"Uncle, have you finished soaking? Uh, Tutu should be hungry." Song Weiwei noticed the sudden silence, and hurriedly handed Tutu to Pei Chenyang.