Chapter 1097
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Yun always thought that her baby would be born on June 6 of the new calendar, just like his father's Lunar birthday.
But in the children's festival on June 1, the little guy seemed to feel the call of the festival atmosphere and couldn't wait to be born.
The omen of production came unexpectedly. Fortunately, all the things that should be prepared had been prepared. Song Mian accompanied her and specially invited obstetric experts to tell her a lot about the process of giving birth. She was not flustered at all.
Song Mian changed into sterile clothes and accompanied her all the way. Because of her good health, Yun thought about it and chose natural childbirth.
This is a process of pain accumulation, probably with sufficient psychological preparation. Although the pain is very painful, it is within the range that Yun can bear. In particular, song Mian has been with her and talking to her distracted her attention.
Even if it was the first child, Yun thought he was born very smoothly. He brought the little guy to the world in almost an hour.
She was so tired that her eyes were dizzy and her sight was a little blurred. She only had time to look at the baby and fell asleep.
The last memory was a pink ball. When she woke up, it was late at night. She was awakened by the loud cry of children. When she opened her eyes, she looked at the tall song Mian holding their son and coaxing them carefully.
"Wake up, wake up, bring the child." Su Xiuling was the first to see her daughter wake up.
She brought the warm chicken soup next to her and fed it to her daughter: "eat quickly and feed the child. The child drank milk powder once and doesn't love it now."
Su Xiuling saw such a newborn for the first time. Yun thought about sleeping for more than four hours. She had to feed her child halfway. She drank milk powder once. Now she is hungry again, but he just doesn't eat milk powder.
Yun thought he was really hungry. He drank a bowl of chicken soup and ate three sugar eggs. When he was full, he asked song Mian to hold the crying child.
The little face was red when she was just born. As a result, she became even more red because she cried badly. There was some water light in her eyes that had not been opened. She looked at how pitiful it was, but she thought about the cloud and felt bad.
Cloud wanted to feed him, but Su Xiuling stopped him: "you haven't been fed yet..."
Before she finished, she took the crying child from Song Mian and winked at her son-in-law.
Cloud, who was a mother for the first time, thought about it. Later, he knew how the little guy's rations came. He blushed and dared not look at Song Mian. He bowed his head and focused on feeding the baby.
Although they are husband and wife, they still need their mother's instructions for this kind of thing. Yun's face gets hot when he thinks about it.
Only the little guy who was eating rations was the most satisfied. Looking at his cheeks, Yun thought that he was in a mess.
"What's our baby's name?" Cloud thought and asked.
They knew early in the morning that the child was a boy, but Yun thought he had never pulled song Mian to study what the child should be named.
It's because she thinks the Song family is a traditional family. Maybe the baby's name should be taken by song Chi. If she asked urgently, would song Chi change the rules and let her decide because she accommodated her, so she didn't ask.
She gave birth to the child, but she didn't have a strong desire for possession. The elder's name should be regarded as a blessing.
"I've already thought about it." Song Mian's eyes were gentle. "Look, it's Song Yun. It's simple and easy to remember. When he introduces his name in the future, it can be said that his father's surname is song and his mother's surname is Yun. He is the crystallization of his father's and mother's love, so his name is Song Yun."
At first glance, I was a little surprised to hear such a simple name, but when I think about it, I think it's good.
"I think it's good." Cloud thought about it without refuting, but said, "I thought you need to find an expert to calculate your family's name, or ask your elders to take it, so I haven't asked you."
"I still have to count, but I'm not old enough to have to be taken by my elders." Song Mian then knew why Yun thought about never mentioning the child's name. "You don't have to worry too much in the future. The family should accommodate each other. Even if you really open your mouth, your father should accommodate you. You can accommodate your father in other ways."
In this way, there will be future and future, mutual respect, and the feelings will become deeper and deeper.
Cloud thought and nodded, "you're right. By the way, where's the child's nickname?"
"He was born six kilograms and six Liang." Song Mian's fingertip gently poked his son's small face, "it's called 66."
Six six Dashun, six six infinity.
Using 66 as a nickname not only has commemorative significance, but also catchy, but also implies excellent meaning.
Yun was very satisfied when she thought about it, but she thought of another thing: "he is our first child. His name is Song Yun and Liu Liu. How can we name his younger brother and sister in the future?"
Song Mian's hand stroked Yun's forehead: "there has never been a pregnant woman who just gave birth to a second child."
His wife is a brave and strong woman.
No matter how smoothly a woman gives birth to a child, it hurts to death. No matter how much she likes a child or doesn't reject a second child, she basically won't think about the second child on the first day of birth, so she has to slow down.
Song Mian thought of Yun. He tried his best to bear it during production, highly cooperated with the doctor, and his heart hurt slightly.
"Didn't we agree to have at least two children so that they won't be alone." Cloud thought that her face was still a little pale. She smiled weakly and softly, "what's more, with me, I don't feel afraid of anything."
He is her dependence. As long as there is his breath, she can face the knife mountain and fire calmly.
"Don't think about such a long-term thing now." It's not too late to think about it later.
Just as the little guy finished drinking milk, song Mian picked up his son, patted his back, bowed his head and thought to Yun, "take a break and I'll cook some rice porridge for you."
Yun thought about lying down slowly. Song Mian wrapped up the little guy who had enough to eat and drink and put him in the crib beside her bed. She could see it from her side. Looking at the small ball, Yun thought that life was really magical.
As a mother, Yun thinks about looking for happiness in his son's changing every day. 66 is a particularly lovely baby. He doesn't toss his mother in his stomach. He is also clever after birth. Except for waking up for the first time after childbirth, Yun thinks he hasn't heard him cry.
When you're hungry, you'll hum and wriggle. As long as you find him in time and fix him, you'll be quiet.
Three days later, the little guy opened his eyes. Yun thought he saw his deep purple black pupils, almost intoxicated in his son's eyes.
Too clean, too bright, magnificent, like a bright and deep gem.
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Yun always thought that her baby would be born on June 6 of the new calendar, just like his father's Lunar birthday.
But in the children's festival on June 1, the little guy seemed to feel the call of the festival atmosphere and couldn't wait to be born.
The omen of production came unexpectedly. Fortunately, all the things that should be prepared had been prepared. Song Mian accompanied her and specially invited obstetric experts to tell her a lot about the process of giving birth. She was not flustered at all.
Song Mian changed into sterile clothes and accompanied her all the way. Because of her good health, Yun thought about it and chose natural childbirth.
This is a process of pain accumulation, probably with sufficient psychological preparation. Although the pain is very painful, it is within the range that Yun can bear. In particular, song Mian has been with her and talking to her distracted her attention.
Even if it was the first child, Yun thought he was born very smoothly. He brought the little guy to the world in almost an hour.
She was so tired that her eyes were dizzy and her sight was a little blurred. She only had time to look at the baby and fell asleep.
The last memory was a pink ball. When she woke up, it was late at night. She was awakened by the loud cry of children. When she opened her eyes, she looked at the tall song Mian holding their son and coaxing them carefully.
"Wake up, wake up, bring the child." Su Xiuling was the first to see her daughter wake up.
She brought the warm chicken soup next to her and fed it to her daughter: "eat quickly and feed the child. The child drank milk powder once and doesn't love it now."
Su Xiuling saw such a newborn for the first time. Yun thought about sleeping for more than four hours. She had to feed her child halfway. She drank milk powder once. Now she is hungry again, but he just doesn't eat milk powder.
Yun thought he was really hungry. He drank a bowl of chicken soup and ate three sugar eggs. When he was full, he asked song Mian to hold the crying child.
The little face was red when she was just born. As a result, she became even more red because she cried badly. There was some water light in her eyes that had not been opened. She looked at how pitiful it was, but she thought about the cloud and felt bad.
Cloud wanted to feed him, but Su Xiuling stopped him: "you haven't been fed yet..."
Before she finished, she took the crying child from Song Mian and winked at her son-in-law.
Cloud, who was a mother for the first time, thought about it. Later, he knew how the little guy's rations came. He blushed and dared not look at Song Mian. He bowed his head and focused on feeding the baby.
Although they are husband and wife, they still need their mother's instructions for this kind of thing. Yun's face gets hot when he thinks about it.
Only the little guy who was eating rations was the most satisfied. Looking at his cheeks, Yun thought that he was in a mess.
"What's our baby's name?" Cloud thought and asked.
They knew early in the morning that the child was a boy, but Yun thought he had never pulled song Mian to study what the child should be named.
It's because she thinks the Song family is a traditional family. Maybe the baby's name should be taken by song Chi. If she asked urgently, would song Chi change the rules and let her decide because she accommodated her, so she didn't ask.
She gave birth to the child, but she didn't have a strong desire for possession. The elder's name should be regarded as a blessing.
"I've already thought about it." Song Mian's eyes were gentle. "Look, it's Song Yun. It's simple and easy to remember. When he introduces his name in the future, it can be said that his father's surname is song and his mother's surname is Yun. He is the crystallization of his father's and mother's love, so his name is Song Yun."
At first glance, I was a little surprised to hear such a simple name, but when I think about it, I think it's good.
"I think it's good." Cloud thought about it without refuting, but said, "I thought you need to find an expert to calculate your family's name, or ask your elders to take it, so I haven't asked you."
"I still have to count, but I'm not old enough to have to be taken by my elders." Song Mian then knew why Yun thought about never mentioning the child's name. "You don't have to worry too much in the future. The family should accommodate each other. Even if you really open your mouth, your father should accommodate you. You can accommodate your father in other ways."
In this way, there will be future and future, mutual respect, and the feelings will become deeper and deeper.
Cloud thought and nodded, "you're right. By the way, where's the child's nickname?"
"He was born six kilograms and six Liang." Song Mian's fingertip gently poked his son's small face, "it's called 66."
Six six Dashun, six six infinity.
Using 66 as a nickname not only has commemorative significance, but also catchy, but also implies excellent meaning.
Yun was very satisfied when she thought about it, but she thought of another thing: "he is our first child. His name is Song Yun and Liu Liu. How can we name his younger brother and sister in the future?"
Song Mian's hand stroked Yun's forehead: "there has never been a pregnant woman who just gave birth to a second child."
His wife is a brave and strong woman.
No matter how smoothly a woman gives birth to a child, it hurts to death. No matter how much she likes a child or doesn't reject a second child, she basically won't think about the second child on the first day of birth, so she has to slow down.
Song Mian thought of Yun. He tried his best to bear it during production, highly cooperated with the doctor, and his heart hurt slightly.
"Didn't we agree to have at least two children so that they won't be alone." Cloud thought that her face was still a little pale. She smiled weakly and softly, "what's more, with me, I don't feel afraid of anything."
He is her dependence. As long as there is his breath, she can face the knife mountain and fire calmly.
"Don't think about such a long-term thing now." It's not too late to think about it later.
Just as the little guy finished drinking milk, song Mian picked up his son, patted his back, bowed his head and thought to Yun, "take a break and I'll cook some rice porridge for you."
Yun thought about lying down slowly. Song Mian wrapped up the little guy who had enough to eat and drink and put him in the crib beside her bed. She could see it from her side. Looking at the small ball, Yun thought that life was really magical.
As a mother, Yun thinks about looking for happiness in his son's changing every day. 66 is a particularly lovely baby. He doesn't toss his mother in his stomach. He is also clever after birth. Except for waking up for the first time after childbirth, Yun thinks he hasn't heard him cry.
When you're hungry, you'll hum and wriggle. As long as you find him in time and fix him, you'll be quiet.
Three days later, the little guy opened his eyes. Yun thought he saw his deep purple black pupils, almost intoxicated in his son's eyes.
Too clean, too bright, magnificent, like a bright and deep gem.
Yun always thought that her baby would be born on June 6 of the new calendar, just like his father's Lunar birthday.But in the children's festival on June 1, the little guy seemed to feel the call of the festival atmosphere and couldn't wait to be born.The omen of production came unexpectedly. Fortunately, all the things that should be prepared had been prepared. Song Mian accompanied her and specially invited obstetric experts to tell her a lot about the process of giving birth. She was not flustered at all.Song Mian changed into sterile clothes and accompanied her all the way. Because of her good health, Yun thought about it and chose natural childbirth.This is a process of pain accumulation, probably with sufficient psychological preparation. Although the pain is very painful, it is within the range that Yun can bear. In particular, song Mian has been with her and talking to her distracted her attention.Even if it was the first child, Yun thought he was born very smoothly. He brought the little guy to the world in almost an hour.She was so tired that her eyes were dizzy and her sight was a little blurred. She only had time to look at the baby and fell asleep.The last memory was a pink ball. When she woke up, it was late at night. She was awakened by the loud cry of children. When she opened her eyes, she looked at the tall song Mian holding their son and coaxing them carefully."Wake up, wake up, bring the child." Su Xiuling was the first to see her daughter wake up.She brought the warm chicken soup next to her and fed it to her daughter: "eat quickly and feed the child. The child drank milk powder once and doesn't love it now."Su Xiuling saw such a newborn for the first time. Yun thought about sleeping for more than four hours. She had to feed her child halfway. She drank milk powder once. Now she is hungry again, but he just doesn't eat milk powder.Yun thought he was really hungry. He drank a bowl of chicken soup and ate three sugar eggs. When he was full, he asked song Mian to hold the crying child.The little face was red when she was just born. As a result, she became even more red because she cried badly. There was some water light in her eyes that had not been opened. She looked at how pitiful it was, but she thought about the cloud and felt bad.Cloud wanted to feed him, but Su Xiuling stopped him: "you haven't been fed yet..."Before she finished, she took the crying child from Song Mian and winked at her son-in-law.Cloud, who was a mother for the first time, thought about it. Later, he knew how the little guy's rations came. He blushed and dared not look at Song Mian. He bowed his head and focused on feeding the baby.Although they are husband and wife, they still need their mother's instructions for this kind of thing. Yun's face gets hot when he thinks about it.Only the little guy who was eating rations was the most satisfied. Looking at his cheeks, Yun thought that he was in a mess."What's our baby's name?" Cloud thought and asked.They knew early in the morning that the child was a boy, but Yun thought he had never pulled song Mian to study what the child should be named.It's because she thinks the Song family is a traditional family. Maybe the baby's name should be taken by song Chi. If she asked urgently, would song Chi change the rules and let her decide because she accommodated her, so she didn't ask.She gave birth to the child, but she didn't have a strong desire for possession. The elder's name should be regarded as a blessing."I've already thought about it." Song Mian's eyes were gentle. "Look, it's Song Yun. It's simple and easy to remember. When he introduces his name in the future, it can be said that his father's surname is song and his mother's surname is Yun. He is the crystallization of his father's and mother's love, so his name is Song Yun."At first glance, I was a little surprised to hear such a simple name, but when I think about it, I think it's good."I think it's good." Cloud thought about it without refuting, but said, "I thought you need to find an expert to calculate your family's name, or ask your elders to take it, so I haven't asked you.""I still have to count, but I'm not old enough to have to be taken by my elders." Song Mian then knew why Yun thought about never mentioning the child's name. "You don't have to worry too much in the future. The family should accommodate each other. Even if you really open your mouth, your father should accommodate you. You can accommodate your father in other ways."In this way, there will be future and future, mutual respect, and the feelings will become deeper and deeper.Cloud thought and nodded, "you're right. By the way, where's the child's nickname?""He was born six kilograms and six Liang." Song Mian's fingertip gently poked his son's small face, "it's called 66."Six six Dashun, six six infinity.Using 66 as a nickname not only has commemorative significance, but also catchy, but also implies excellent meaning.Yun was very satisfied when she thought about it, but she thought of another thing: "he is our first child. His name is Song Yun and Liu Liu. How can we name his younger brother and sister in the future?"Song Mian's hand stroked Yun's forehead: "there has never been a pregnant woman who just gave birth to a second child."His wife is a brave and strong woman.No matter how smoothly a woman gives birth to a child, it hurts to death. No matter how much she likes a child or doesn't reject a second child, she basically won't think about the second child on the first day of birth, so she has to slow down.Song Mian thought of Yun. He tried his best to bear it during production, highly cooperated with the doctor, and his heart hurt slightly."Didn't we agree to have at least two children so that they won't be alone." Cloud thought that her face was still a little pale. She smiled weakly and softly, "what's more, with me, I don't feel afraid of anything."He is her dependence. As long as there is his breath, she can face the knife mountain and fire calmly."Don't think about such a long-term thing now." It's not too late to think about it later.Just as the little guy finished drinking milk, song Mian picked up his son, patted his back, bowed his head and thought to Yun, "take a break and I'll cook some rice porridge for you."Yun thought about lying down slowly. Song Mian wrapped up the little guy who had enough to eat and drink and put him in the crib beside her bed. She could see it from her side. Looking at the small ball, Yun thought that life was really magical.As a mother, Yun thinks about looking for happiness in his son's changing every day. 66 is a particularly lovely baby. He doesn't toss his mother in his stomach. He is also clever after birth. Except for waking up for the first time after childbirth, Yun thinks he hasn't heard him cry.When you're hungry, you'll hum and wriggle. As long as you find him in time and fix him, you'll be quiet.Three days later, the little guy opened his eyes. Yun thought he saw his deep purple black pupils, almost intoxicated in his son's eyes.Too clean, too bright, magnificent, like a bright and deep gem.
