After receiving the certificate, her husband turned out to be an invisible rich man

The newborn baby who was still sticky was being held and wiped by the nurse.

According to the regulations, the newly born baby should be carried by the doctor to ask whether it is a boy or a girl.

But Bai Shuruo's delivery room is a super vip, she is the only mother on the whole floor, and there are more than a dozen doctors watching. The doctor only wants to eat after seeing the mother, and the father only wants to feed the mother, so they don't bother them.

Han Yangting took a look and saw a little doll with handles all over her body.

But he just took a look and came over, then held Bai Shuruo's hand and said, "It's a little brother."

Bai Shuruo couldn't help beaming with joy: "Okay, that's great, Xiaofeng has a little brother."

Which parent doesn't want their children to be perfect.

When Bai Shuruo recovered, the nurse brought the baby over again and placed it beside Bai Shuruo. The nurse said, "Mrs. Han, do you want to feed the baby?"

If Bai Shu knows, this is to let the baby suck first, so that more milk will be produced later.

"Okay, let's inhale for a while." Bai Shuruo said.

The male doctors in the delivery room have already left, and now there are only female doctors and nurses, and there is Han Yangting, so Bai Shu didn't care about so much, and opened the neckline to let the baby suck.

Han Yangting watched from the side very sad.

There is no delivery room yet, and my wife will be tortured like this.

He originally wanted to have four or five children, but now he regretted it and wanted two, never more.

After observing in the delivery room for an hour, after making sure there was nothing wrong, Bai Shuruo was pushed back to the VIP ward.

For the sake of safety, Han Yangting still thinks that Bai Shuruo should stay in the hospital for two days first, and then take him home when he recovers.

Nanny can be brought in in the VIP ward, Han Yangting arranged for two or three babysitters to be held in turn when the baby cries, and Bai Shuruo must be given a full rest.

……

Ling Feng, who was far away in Baoshan County, looked through Moments this day, and saw that Han Yangting, who hadn't posted on Moments for a long time, actually updated.

The accompanying picture is a newborn baby, and the text reads: The child has worked so hard.

When Ling Feng saw it, he was as happy as if he was his own child.

He immediately sent a message to Han Yangting: Congratulations brother, remember to treat me to the full moon wine.

After waiting for three hours, Han Yangting replied: Get ready for the big red envelope.

Ling Feng smiled silly.

When he returned to the homestay that day, he invited Mou Lili out for a barbecue.

While eating, he said excitedly: "That little doll looks so cute, pink and tender, it will look good no matter whether it looks like a father or a mother when it grows up."

Mu Lili said impatiently: "Okay, okay, you have been talking about it for a day, do you want it yourself? If you want you to find someone else, you have to."

Ling Feng looked at her and didn't dare to say any more.

If he wanted to have a baby, he had to find a life.

No, he was just happy for Han Yangting, not really wanting a child of his own.

Children should be born with love and blessings, so that they can live happily in the future.

Seeing that Ling Feng suddenly stopped talking, Mu Lili couldn't help but reflect on herself.

Was the me just now too fierce?

Why interrupt him, just let him continue, and he won't lose a piece of meat when he listens.

But she really has never seen a man who is so happy to see other people giving birth, as if he gave birth to himself.

It's also possible that they really have a brotherly relationship.

……

After Mu Lili went back, she went to watch the backstage of the short video.

There are no new songs uploaded in the past few days, and the oranges are almost sold out.

So her life suddenly became easier again.

But the video still needs to be updated frequently. Once it is not updated, it is easy to lose followers.

Fortunately, she met a lot of friends in music during this period. Some friends released new songs, and there was no place to promote them. The singers would help each other cover and promote.

Mu Lili also received requests from several pen pals who wrote songs, hoping that she would help play and sing for publicity.

Mu Lili contacted them, and when she got the sheet music, she closed the doors and windows, played and sang in the room.

Wearing a mask does affect the tone, so she doesn't record her face, but only the part below the neck.

She sang very devotedly, and she didn't hear anything outside the window.

But Ling Feng next door heard it.

He walked to her door and listened quietly to her singing inside.

Her smokey voice always has a hint of melancholy, which makes people intoxicated quickly.

Even if it is a song written by others, she can sing her own taste.

After listening, Ling Feng returned to his room in silence.

After waiting for half an hour, he saw that her video account had been updated, and it was the song she was playing and singing in the room just now.

Ling Feng lay on the bed, repeating the cycle again and again until he almost memorized the lyrics.

After Mu Lili recorded the song and uploaded it, she went to check the backstage information.

Someone saw that her ip belonged to your province, so she left a message asking her to participate in the provincial top ten singer competition.

This competition requires singers to sing their own songs. The songs must have local characteristics and integrate local ethnic customs, which is equivalent to a propositional composition.

Mu Lili is usually not interested in such activities, but she suddenly thought of the children she brought.

If you can create a song, let the children participate in the performance together, and then take it as an opportunity to take them to the city, this is a rare experience for the children, and it is worth remembering for a lifetime.

Mu Lili made a decisive decision immediately.

Seeing that there were still 5 days before the deadline for registration, she signed up decisively.

Anyway, there is still half a month before the competition day, and she believes that she can write a song.

……

However, writing songs is based on inspiration, and sometimes the creation is done deliberately, but the work is mediocre.

Mu Lili endured for a few days, but her mind was still in a mess.

It is okay to write songs, but it is not easy to write songs with local characteristics. She feels that the things she writes are rubbish, not tall at all, like saliva songs.

Forget it, anyway, after half a month it will be audition, if you can't write it, you won't go.

Seeing that Mu Lili was always in a state of distress these days, Ling Feng wanted to share the burden for her, but he was an idiot in music, he couldn't play or sing, so he couldn't help at all.

But Ling Feng was quick-witted, and he knew how to help Mou Lili find material.

When I was working as a supervisor that day, I heard from the villagers that the next village was going to hold the annual Lusheng Festival.

Lusheng, the local people regard it as a sacred musical instrument, and it must be played every year and festival.

Ling Feng asked the time, which happened to be the day after tomorrow.

For such a grand festival, not only the villagers from the neighboring villages will participate, but also the villagers from the nearby towns and villages. Everyone will wear traditional national costumes, sing and dance, and celebrate this festival together.

Ling Feng immediately told Mu Lili the news.

Mu Lili's eyes brightened.

Maybe, going to the Lusheng Festival will get inspiration.