After Mu Zi was discharged from the hospital, she went home and took care of the child with Bai Wei.
I haven't seen it for more than two months. She has no breast milk. Fortunately, there are now various brands of infant milk powder with balanced nutrition, but I have never fed it personally. It is a pity.
Bai Wei comforted her: "Even if I have milk, I'm afraid it won't be enough. The two little guys have a big appetite."
The child lay in the crib, one groaning and twisting, the other looking at it with dark eyes.
Mu Zi stood by the crib, staring at her child in a daze, with confusion on her face.
The child grew up fast, almost one a day, the baby in front of her was so different from her impression, she could not recognize which one was Dabao and which was Xiaobao.
Bai Wei watched, feeling sad, picked up one of the children and pointed it to her.
"Dabao needs to be heavier, leaving a small amount of hair on the back of his head... There is a mole on Xiaobao's wrist..."
Mu Zi wrote it down carefully.
Bai Wei asked Mu Zi to try to hold Dabao, and as soon as he held it in his arms, Dabao burst into tears.
Mu Zi was a little silly, and then returned the child to Bai Wei, "They are not yet familiar with me..."
Bai Wei was also embarrassed and hugged the child to coax, and said, "Dabao has a bad temper, just like Rong Cheng was when he was a child. When he first came back, everyone cried in his arms!"
Mu Zi was stunned, "...just took it back?"
"I've been in the Presidential Palace before." Bai Wei sighed, "The child came back after the full moon. He looked for you day and night. The child has not even seen his father a few times..."
Speaking of Murong Cheng, Murong Cheng came back.
They heard the sound of familiar footsteps outside the room, and subconsciously stopped talking.
Murong Cheng walked into the room, took off his coat, loosened the buttons on the neckline, and looked relaxed and relaxed, and asked, "Is it tired to take care of the children?"
"It's okay," Mu Zi said, "I have no effort to take care of my mother and nanny."
Murong Cheng stretched out his hand and hugged Xiao Bao, put it in Mu Zi's arms, and teased: "Xiao Bao, is mom beautiful?"
Little Treasure laughed as soon as he teased, and laughed happily.
Murong Cheng said to Mu Zi: "Look, mother and son are connected, he likes you."
Mu Zi smiled faintly.
Such a small child, how do you know how mother and child connect hearts? It's nothing more than Murong Cheng knows that Xiaobao has a good temper and laughs when he sees people, so he just makes her happy.
Bai Wei said with emotion: "Xiaobao looks like Zizi's mother. She looks the most like when she smiles. She also has a mole on her wrist."
Mu Zi was stunned for a moment before he realized that Bai Wei was talking about Ruan Li.
"The Ruan family has the inheritance of twins. She had a younger sister when she was born. At that time, the medical conditions were not good, and the younger child was not saved." Bai Wei gently touched the soft hair of the two children with a soft smile. It's a pity that she can't see her little grandson, look, how cute they are..."
The two-month-old baby is as innocent and cute as an angel.
Mu Zi gently put Xiaobao into the crib, looked for a while, and asked Murong Cheng next to him: "Have you taken the name?"
"Take it." Murong Cheng said, "Situ Yan's name is Jiaming, the younger one is Huaijin."
"Choose from "The Songs of Chu"." Mu Zi thought for a while, nodded slightly, "Both names are good."
"You have just been discharged from the hospital, go back to the room and rest. The child will be taken care of by her mother." Murong took her shoulders and whispered, "Be with me for a while."
These two months have not only separated her from her children, but also separated her from her husband.
Only because of Mu Zening's death and the joy of reunion, added heaviness and sigh.
"The ritual will take a few days to end, and then it will be sent back to Qingjiang for cremation and burial." Murong Cheng said to her, "Would you like to take a look before sending it away?"