Chapter 711

After a lot of tossing, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, just right, it would be past two o'clock in the afternoon at home.

He first dialed Huang's mother's number, and handed the mobile phone to Huang Jingping, "Mom," Huang Jingping called out, her eyes were a little red, but her voice still sounded normal, "Are you busy now? Is Dad working well? What about Qinping, are you listening now? How is the business in the store?"

She asked everyone and everything in the family in one breath.

It seemed that Ms. Huang felt that something was wrong, and she immediately denied what she said, "It's okay, nothing happened, I just came back from the city with Yiping, and I missed you a little, so I called you, it's okay, Yiping is here , I asked him to answer the phone, "

"Yiping, you are doing well? I mean, you are all late, why are you calling home so late?"

"Everything is fine, mainly because I met a lot of fellow villagers today, and Jingping is a little homesick. You and uncle are also fine, right? Yes, once this semester is over, we will come back as soon as possible,"

The hand was pulled, Feng Yiping saw that Huang Jingping, who was about to fall out of the golden peas, pointed to the little guy, her little guy's mouth was shriveled and was moving, a bit like a posture of crying, he frightened Jump, and quickly said, "Auntie, we are a little hungry, let's find something to eat first, um, I will definitely send the CD home in two days,"

"Okay, you don't have to worry, everything is fine at home," Huang's mother who hung up the phone instinctively felt that there was something wrong with the two children.

The little guy wasn't about to cry, but probably his words disturbed her. Feng Yiping didn't dare to make phone calls in the room anymore, so he ran downstairs and called his parents one after another. He talked happily and chatted for a while. Chase, successfully aroused the vigilance of his parents, and asked again and again, "Is there something wrong with you?"

I have to say that even though you are far away across the ocean, your parents can still feel that you are different from your usual words.

Mei Qiuping also called Feng Zhenchang who was in the factory, "Yiping called me and talked to me for a long time just now, I think he seems to have something wrong."

"Oh, he also hit me, but don't worry, it must be something good," Feng Zhenchang said.

It was right for Feng Yiping to call outside. When he returned to the room, the little guy was crying loudly. The new mother was a little at a loss, and with the help of a nurse, she tried painfully to start the milk.

The degree of pain is said to be no worse than giving birth to a child.

"Let me do it," Feng Yiping replaced another nurse, and gently and skillfully put on a clean diaper for her daughter. The nurse checked and found that the tightness was just right, and she praised, "You Is a qualified father, "

Just kidding, anyway, he used to be a Chinese father who has been working with a certificate for many years.

On the other hand, although they have worked hard, these efforts have not been effective for the time being. It seems that the baby's first meal cannot be counted on her mother's granary.

This time, without the nurse's demonstration, Feng Yiping made the milk powder familiarly, and when the temperature was right, he took over the little guy who was still calm in the nurse's arms.

Although the eyes hadn't been opened yet, so she probably didn't understand anything, but as soon as her lips touched the pacifier, the little guy started sucking instinctively. The appetite was quite large, and she drank 260 of the 300ml soaked.

If only I could eat as crisply as I do now!

The little butt was very dry, and her stomach was full. She didn't even burp, she clicked her mouth a few times, and fell asleep beautifully after a while.

"You must have done a lot of preparatory work." The two nurses watched Feng Yiping carefully put the baby on his side in the crib, and praised sincerely, "Should I take it away, or you will take care of it yourself?"

"Let's do it ourselves!" The two said in unison, still taking care of themselves with all their heart and rest assured.

Plus, on a whisper, if you put the little ones in a couple of Asian babies who are also newborns, they really have to work hard to tell the difference - if you don't believe me, go to the hospital nursery to find out.

"Well, it seems that Mom can have a good rest tonight, and I can let Dad do these things with confidence. From now on, we will remind you every two hours. If there is any need during the period, press the pager at any time,"

"thanks!"

"Go to sleep, I will take care of the child,"

"Well," Huang Jingping couldn't hold on any longer, and under Feng Yiping's gaze, she slowly closed her eyes. After a while, there was the sound of snoring.

Feng Yiping leaned on the bed and looked at Huang Jingping and her daughter who were sleeping soundly. He felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in his heart, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After three o'clock, without the nurse's reminder, seeing the little guy started moaning again, Feng Yiping changed her diaper again, fed her some water first, and then fed her for the second time, this time the little guy drank slowly , and only drank more than 100 milliliters, and fell asleep while drinking.

After the third time, Feng Yiping finally lay on the bed with his clothes on. However, after sleeping for a while, he would wake up consciously, look at those two faces, listen to their even breathing, and sleep with his eyes closed for a while, and so on. Never tire of it....

He who was sleeping soundly was naturally woken up by the little guy.

Huang Jingping now looks like she is not as weak as she was just after giving birth, and her spirit is very good. She will hold the baby and breastfeed without a teacher. "Be good, baby, eat more,"

"Can it work?" Feng Yiping asked in amazement

"What do you mean it can be used?" Huang Jingping gave him an angry look.

"Please, although I have used it before, but not this function,"

"What are you talking about, oh, don't look at it, baby, it's not about you, it's about your father,"

Her voice was louder, and the little guy was too scared to move.

"Hehe," Feng Yiping ran to the bathroom and wiped his face with cold water, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

This high-end private hospital, except for the high fees, is really good in other aspects. The breakfast provided here is much better than what he, a billionaire, eats every morning. However, when he read today's newspaper, he almost lost A sip of milk was sprayed out.

The headline of the newspaper was, "Mystery Man Births in High-end Hospital, Silicon Valley Giants Race to Go," with several pictures of Jobs arriving and leaving by car.

When did we become mysterious people?

Fortunately, this is the United States, which values ​​privacy very much. Fortunately, this is a high-end private hospital, otherwise Huang Jingping's identity might be exposed at the same time.

However, think about it, this little guy was born with at least three of the world's top 50 richest people in the future-oh, no, plus myself, at least four of them, what a lucky one.

"Let Leticia take care of you, I'll go to the city, no problem!"

Although the hospital's catering for the puerpera is scientific and reasonable with various pills, which is helpful for postpartum recovery, but Feng Yiping still wants to follow the old routine at home and cook her some confinement meals.

"I don't want to eat pig's trotters and old hens, those are too greasy, look at me, my waistline is so thick now!"

"Dele, the one with less oil, the one that nourishes the body, and the one that tastes better,"

There are still many choices like this, such as sea cucumber, pork liver, pork ribs, and various fish suitable for stewing soup and wound recovery. I also bought millet, black rice, soybeans, peanuts, jujube... and several bags.

When he got home and soaked what needed to be soaked, he changed his clothes and returned to the hospital. He found that the ward was already full of a lot of things, and there were still a lot of flowers piled up in the living room outside.

"You're not here, they sent it," Huang Jingping said, "It costs more, but the doctor is worried that the baby may be allergic, so a lot has been disposed of," Huang Jingping said.

"Why do we look like senior cadres are recuperating now?" Feng Yiping inspected the gifts with a smile, mainly children's clothes and toys, "It's okay, we will hold a party after you get better after you are discharged from the hospital."