Qin Xiaoduan's slender eyes were red at this time. He knew that he had cried at first sight. When he heard Yin Xinxin calling him, he immediately raised his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm here, daughter-in-law, I'm here..."
"Baby, I want to see baby..." Yin Xin's eyes looked at the nurse holding the baby, and his mouth spat out a voice.
Qin Xiaoduan just took a look at the child. At the first glance, he turned his lips and thought: is this the child he and Yin Xinxin have? It doesn't look like a monkey at all. It's red and wrinkled. It's so ugly!
Yin Xinxin doesn't know what Qin Xiaoduan thinks at all. She looks at the stable baby with her eyes closed with love, and then she sleeps at ease.
Qin came to the hospital from Qinhuangdao on the same day. He saw the sweet baby sleeping with a small mouth. The old man's face was red with laughter, and the wrinkles on his face were less. With a wave of his hand, "the big name of the baby is Qin Nai, and the small name is Guo Guo!"
So, the name of Guoguo was decided.
After the event, Qin slightly asked the old man why he was called Qin Nai? The old man raised his eyelids and said, "all the descendants of the Qin family are capable people!"
Well, Qin Xiaoduan admitted and recognized this point, but why is this nickname called Guoguo?
Mr. Qin cleared his throat and said, "Oh, when I came here, I just saw that the apples in the yard were ripe. I think it's very suitable." Then the old man's eyes glared, "what? Do you have a problem? "
Qin slightly end hastily shakes head, "I absolutely have no opinion!"
The old man is satisfied.
Qin Xiaoduan thought that fruit is fruit. Another meaning of fruit also means that the child is the crystallization of his parents' love. Qin Xiaoduan was relieved to think that the more the fruit is called, the more comfortable it is. Isn't this little thing the crystallization of his love with his daughter-in-law!
After living in the hospital for three days, he left the hospital and went home. Yin Xinxin felt that the most difficult day had come, that is, confinement.
Because the baby was born with two feet and had a good appetite, but Yin Xinyue didn't have much milk. Mother Qin and mother Yin tried every means to help Yin Xinyue with milking, either crucian carp soup or pig's hoof soup. Every day, this soup was supplemented with that soup. Normal people had three meals a day, and Yin Xinyue had five meals a day. She was about to vomit.
Yin Xin leans on the bed to play with his iPad and scolds Qin Xiaoduan in his heart. Qin Xiaoduan is too hateful, and he doesn't help himself to drink. Every time he pinches his nose to drink, he still shouts cheers. He is so angry that he really wants to pour soup on his face.
While playing the game, he suddenly heard the sound of footwork. Yin Xinxin quickly hid the iPad under his pillow and pulled on the quilt to cover his head.
"Heart?" Mother Yin called.
Yin Xin closed her eyes and pretended not to hear. She couldn't eat any more. Her stomach was bulging like a ball, but she didn't go down. She seriously suspected that after sitting on her waist this month, she would become a bucket waist.
"Heart?" Mother Yin called again.
Yin Xin continues to hold up his body and refuses to agree.
Yin's mother couldn't help laughing. She gave birth to her daughter and didn't know how she could sleep so deeply. Yin's mother put the soup on the table and patted Yin Xin's quilt in a funny and angry way. "Xin Xin, don't pack it. Get up and drink the soup. You'll wake up later. You'll have to drink milk when you wake up. You need to drink some soup to hasten the milk."
Yin Xin wailed at the bottom of his heart, lifted the quilt, and called out pitifully, "Mom..." then he touched his face and said, "Mom, look at your daughter. My sharp face has become a round face. Do you have the heart?"