"Whether it's for my uncle or my little brother, you can't let yourself go blind, right?"

Nangong Xi was a little bit amused and didn't know what to say. Xiaoxiao's way of persuading people was really annoying.

"I'm just a little excited, Xiaoxiao, I haven't met your brother yet!"

Nangong Xi said as she held Xiaoxiao's hand, "Can I see her?"

Xiao Xiao sighed like an adult and comforted her, "Aunt, don't worry now. I'll ask my beautiful master later. If possible, I will definitely bring my brother out for you to see."

“It seems that my beautiful master knows you better.

She said you must be willing to breastfeed, so she even prepared the tools!"

The little girl waved her hand, and suddenly a few strange things appeared on the bed.

"These are all for milking. The usage is ..."

The little girl repeated what she heard from her master. She didn’t quite understand it at the time, but who could blame her for having a good memory?

Nangong Xi blushed and glared at Dongfang Feiyang, "Get out first!"

"I am your husband and the father of our son, so you must need my help!"

Yu Xiaoran cooked the chicken soup and brought it in while it was hot, "Xier, drink it quickly while it's hot!"

"I'm telling you, women must drink some soup or water after giving birth, so that they can produce milk."

Nangong Xi's cheeks turned even redder. Seeing her like this, Yu Xiaoran smiled and joked, "Everyone had to go through this back then! Many wealthy families hire wet nurses, but I don't think it's a good idea. I'd rather feed the baby myself. Don't worry, the baby will be close to you!"

Speaking of this, Yu Xiaoran looked at Dongfang Feiyang with a self-blaming expression, "Son, you are right..."

Yu Xiaoran felt extremely guilty towards Sheng Yuhua about her two children because she had not been with her when they were young.

But the one who blamed herself more was Dongfang Feiyang. The child had left her since birth, and she didn't even know that her son was still alive.

"Mom, let's not talk about the past. I have never blamed you. I know it was not your fault!"

Especially yesterday, when Dongfang Feiyang saw Nangong Xi giving birth with his own eyes, his heart was in a knot the whole day.

When Nangong Xi finally gave birth to the child, she fainted.

At that time, he was wondering if it was the same when he was young and gave birth to him. He wasted half his life and finally gave birth to the child, but he couldn't hold on any longer. When he woke up, he was told that the child was dead.

No one can accept it.

The only thing to blame is the person who was chosen in the first place. Sheng Yicheng was not a good person.

"Okay, no one will tell this story anymore!"

Yu Xiaoran put the chicken soup away and carefully served a small bowl, "Xier, I'll feed you!"

Nangong Xi lowered her head. She was still a little uncomfortable with being served by her mother-in-law.

"Mom, let me do it!"

Dongfang Feiyang stepped forward and took the bowl of chicken soup naturally, "I'll do it!"

Yu Xiaoran laughed, "Yes, yes, yes! You are the most suitable person to come!"

Yu Xiaoran didn't go out immediately, and also saw the things on the bed, "What is this?"

"Breast pump!"

The little girl tilted her head back and couldn't help licking her lips.

That chicken soup smells delicious.

"Breast pump?" It was the first time Yu Xiaoran heard this name.

The little girl repeated the usage, and Nangong Xi's face turned even redder.

"Ah, so that's it!"

Yu Xiaoran is still experienced. "Then Feiyang has to wait on the side. At the beginning, the child doesn't have much strength and it is easy to get blocked milk. With his help, Xier will suffer less!"

Nangong Xi...are you going to let people live?

Yu Xiaoran noticed the little girl's expression, walked to Xiaoxiao, and gently stroked her head, "Do you want to drink chicken soup too?"

The little girl hesitated, "But isn't this specially made for my aunt?"

Yu Xiaoran smiled and said, "There are some outside, that one is more suitable for you to drink!"

"Your aunt is taking care of the kids now, so the chicken soup they drink is very bland. Why don't you try a sip? I don't think you'd be able to get used to it!"

Dongfang Feiyang scooped up a spoonful and brought it to the little girl's mouth.

The little girl opened her mouth and had a somewhat conflicted expression as she swallowed.

"This smells good, why doesn't it taste good?"

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