Chapter 1757: 1757
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Bao'er, holding the baby who was born just seven months ago, followed Chu Yunyao and said in a low voice: "this child has been born for several days, and there is no name. Anyway, let the eldest lady give the child a name first."
Chu Yunyao took the child from bao'er and held it in her arms. She looked down at the child's small face: "the child looks like Ling Wei. She must be a beauty when she grows up. I hope she doesn't meet a man like her father like her mother."
When I got to the bamboo yard, I stepped into the door of the bedroom, and a low cough came from inside.
Chu Yunyao strides to the edge of the bed and looks at Mo Lingwei, who is too thin to be an adult. She puts her child on her side and reaches for her neck to feel her hands full of sweat.
Seeing this, bao'er rushed to the ear room to get hot water. She was about to scrub Mo Lingwei, but Chu Yunyao stopped her: "it's enough for you to wash her face and hands. Her body is full of sweat. She can't get a little wind. I'll wipe her sweat with a dry towel first."
Mo Lingwei gasps, looks at Chu Yunyao and bao'er, and looks at her daughter lying beside her. Her thin face shows a smile that seems to be nothing.
Chu Yunyao asked softly, "cough affects the wound. Does it hurt?"
Mo Ling Wei shakes her head, weak back: "fortunately, as long as the child was born safely, it's enough."
Chu Yunyao tucked in the horn and said, "you can't always call a child. She has been born seven days and should have a name. You can marry her a name."
Mo Lingwei is silent.
The child can't be surnamed Feng, he can only be surnamed mo.
Chu Yunyao also said: "at least you were born with all your might. Although you will be raised in my name in the future, you are her mother after all. Please give her a name."
Mo Lingwei's voice is low: "good."
Chu Yunyao see her this appearance, some don't have the heart, "then you think about it, there are still some things outside, I'll come back to see you later."
With that, he went out with bao'er and left the child beside Mo Lingwei.
The edge of the caesarean section on her stomach had been sutured, but it still didn't recover. She was lying on the bed, and it hurt badly when she moved.
Mo Lingwei looks at the baby lying on her side, who has already had enough to eat and drink. She reaches out her slender hand and caresses the baby's face carefully.
Although there are still some red and wrinkled ones, the baby's appearance has expanded a lot compared with that of the newborn. Her skin is pink and tender, and her facial features are delicate and lovely.
It's the same as her.
Waiting for the full month, I don't know how cute it is.
She's in a state of disrepair and doesn't know if she can watch her children grow up.
Mo Lingwei's finger flicked from the baby's cherry like lips, and she laughed bitterly: "what should I call you? It's my mother who is sorry for you... "
she murmured:" at that time, I used to wear new makeup. Now, the flowers are scattered.
With the wind. The evening wind.
Bamboo outside the solitary root, still with the path.
Look back. No news. Yuling is dark and blue.
The jade trace is startled. Love for leaving. But the water is far away and the sky is wide.
Over the years, the fragrance of plain clothes has never died. This heart is infinite, who says.
The night is long. It's a long way to go. In front of the pillow, the sound of the flute is cold...
let me call you mo Xiangyi. "
Mo Xiangyi, Mo Xiangyi!
Those tangled past events, buried in her life, ferment with time and then rot away, do not involve her daughter.
Mo Lingwei saw the child move for a while, afraid to wake her up, she quickly took back her hand, "Yi'er, my mother hopes you will be as happy as Siyu forever."
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Bao'er, holding the baby who was born just seven months ago, followed Chu Yunyao and said in a low voice: "this child has been born for several days, and there is no name. Anyway, let the eldest lady give the child a name first."
Chu Yunyao took the child from bao'er and held it in her arms. She looked down at the child's small face: "the child looks like Ling Wei. She must be a beauty when she grows up. I hope she doesn't meet a man like her father like her mother."
When I got to the bamboo yard, I stepped into the door of the bedroom, and a low cough came from inside.
Chu Yunyao strides to the edge of the bed and looks at Mo Lingwei, who is too thin to be an adult. She puts her child on her side and reaches for her neck to feel her hands full of sweat.
Seeing this, bao'er rushed to the ear room to get hot water. She was about to scrub Mo Lingwei, but Chu Yunyao stopped her: "it's enough for you to wash her face and hands. Her body is full of sweat. She can't get a little wind. I'll wipe her sweat with a dry towel first."
Mo Lingwei gasps, looks at Chu Yunyao and bao'er, and looks at her daughter lying beside her. Her thin face shows a smile that seems to be nothing.
Chu Yunyao asked softly, "cough affects the wound. Does it hurt?"
Mo Ling Wei shakes her head, weak back: "fortunately, as long as the child was born safely, it's enough."
Chu Yunyao tucked in the horn and said, "you can't always call a child. She has been born seven days and should have a name. You can marry her a name."
Mo Lingwei is silent.
The child can't be surnamed Feng, he can only be surnamed mo.
Chu Yunyao also said: "at least you were born with all your might. Although you will be raised in my name in the future, you are her mother after all. Please give her a name."
Mo Lingwei's voice is low: "good."
Chu Yunyao see her this appearance, some don't have the heart, "then you think about it, there are still some things outside, I'll come back to see you later."
With that, he went out with bao'er and left the child beside Mo Lingwei.
The edge of the caesarean section on her stomach had been sutured, but it still didn't recover. She was lying on the bed, and it hurt badly when she moved.
Mo Lingwei looks at the baby lying on her side, who has already had enough to eat and drink. She reaches out her slender hand and caresses the baby's face carefully.
Although there are still some red and wrinkled ones, the baby's appearance has expanded a lot compared with that of the newborn. Her skin is pink and tender, and her facial features are delicate and lovely.
It's the same as her.
Waiting for the full month, I don't know how cute it is.
She's in a state of disrepair and doesn't know if she can watch her children grow up.
Mo Lingwei's finger flicked from the baby's cherry like lips, and she laughed bitterly: "what should I call you? It's my mother who is sorry for you... "
she murmured:" at that time, I used to wear new makeup. Now, the flowers are scattered.
With the wind. The evening wind.
Bamboo outside the solitary root, still with the path.
Look back. No news. Yuling is dark and blue.
The jade trace is startled. Love for leaving. But the water is far away and the sky is wide.
Over the years, the fragrance of plain clothes has never died. This heart is infinite, who says.
The night is long. It's a long way to go. In front of the pillow, the sound of the flute is cold...
let me call you mo Xiangyi. "
Mo Xiangyi, Mo Xiangyi!
Those tangled past events, buried in her life, ferment with time and then rot away, do not involve her daughter.
Mo Lingwei saw the child move for a while, afraid to wake her up, she quickly took back her hand, "Yi'er, my mother hopes you will be as happy as Siyu forever."
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Bao'er, holding the baby who was born just seven months ago, followed Chu Yunyao and said in a low voice: "this child has been born for several days, and there is no name. Anyway, let the eldest lady give the child a name first." Chu Yunyao took the child from bao'er and held it in her arms. She looked down at the child's small face: "the child looks like Ling Wei. She must be a beauty when she grows up. I hope she doesn't meet a man like her father like her mother." When I got to the bamboo yard, I stepped into the door of the bedroom, and a low cough came from inside. Chu Yunyao strides to the edge of the bed and looks at Mo Lingwei, who is too thin to be an adult. She puts her child on her side and reaches for her neck to feel her hands full of sweat. Seeing this, bao'er rushed to the ear room to get hot water. She was about to scrub Mo Lingwei, but Chu Yunyao stopped her: "it's enough for you to wash her face and hands. Her body is full of sweat. She can't get a little wind. I'll wipe her sweat with a dry towel first." Mo Lingwei gasps, looks at Chu Yunyao and bao'er, and looks at her daughter lying beside her. Her thin face shows a smile that seems to be nothing. Chu Yunyao asked softly, "cough affects the wound. Does it hurt?" Mo Ling Wei shakes her head, weak back: "fortunately, as long as the child was born safely, it's enough." Chu Yunyao tucked in the horn and said, "you can't always call a child. She has been born seven days and should have a name. You can marry her a name." Mo Lingwei is silent. The child can't be surnamed Feng, he can only be surnamed mo. Chu Yunyao also said: "at least you were born with all your might. Although you will be raised in my name in the future, you are her mother after all. Please give her a name." Mo Lingwei's voice is low: "good." Chu Yunyao see her this appearance, some don't have the heart, "then you think about it, there are still some things outside, I'll come back to see you later." With that, he went out with bao'er and left the child beside Mo Lingwei. The edge of the caesarean section on her stomach had been sutured, but it still didn't recover. She was lying on the bed, and it hurt badly when she moved. Mo Lingwei looks at the baby lying on her side, who has already had enough to eat and drink. She reaches out her slender hand and caresses the baby's face carefully. Although there are still some red and wrinkled ones, the baby's appearance has expanded a lot compared with that of the newborn. Her skin is pink and tender, and her facial features are delicate and lovely. It's the same as her. Waiting for the full month, I don't know how cute it is. She's in a state of disrepair and doesn't know if she can watch her children grow up. Mo Lingwei's finger flicked from the baby's cherry like lips, and she laughed bitterly: "what should I call you? It's my mother who is sorry for you... "she murmured:" at that time, I used to wear new makeup. Now, the flowers are scattered. With the wind. The evening wind. Bamboo outside the solitary root, still with the path. Look back. No news. Yuling is dark and blue. The jade trace is startled. Love for leaving. But the water is far away and the sky is wide. Over the years, the fragrance of plain clothes has never died. This heart is infinite, who says. The night is long. It's a long way to go. In front of the pillow, the sound of the flute is cold... let me call you mo Xiangyi. " Mo Xiangyi, Mo Xiangyi! Those tangled past events, buried in her life, ferment with time and then rot away, do not involve her daughter. Mo Lingwei saw the child move for a while, afraid to wake her up, she quickly took back her hand, "Yi'er, my mother hopes you will be as happy as Siyu forever." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
