When I opened my eyes, I went back to the night when I forced my husband to give birth to a son.

Su Xiaowan looked at the child who fell asleep in her arms in a short while, and couldn't help but say, "It may be that the child is insecure, why don't you let him sleep next to you, it should be better this way."

If such a young child is always making a fuss but does not feel uncomfortable, it is likely that he lacks a sense of security.

As long as the baby sleeps next to his mother, he can generally sleep more soundly.

Although Ji Yuelan said this, after all, it was her own child, and she couldn't hide her heartache, "Then put it down and let me see."

Su Xiaowan put the child next to Ji Yuelan. As soon as she put him down, the little guy started crying loudly.

"Don't cry, baby. Come to sleep with mommy."

Ji Yuelan patted his body gently and coaxed him softly. The crying child closed his eyes and fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.

"It's true." Ji Yuelan was shocked.

"All children have this tendency. I guess he wants to be close to you. I'm afraid this kid will be very attached to you in the future."

Su Xiaowan has been a mother in two lives and has her own views on children. Such children are typical high-need babies.

"I didn't treat them differently, why is this happening?" Ji Yuelan was puzzled.

"Enen wasn't like this when she was little. Although she cried and made a fuss, she wasn't this noisy."

Song Nancheng couldn't help but complain, "That's because you think so. When Enen was little, she also made noises at night, and you just fed her and didn't take care of anything else."

Every time he fed, Ji Yuelan did it with his eyes closed. He almost crushed the baby several times, and he was the one who discovered it.

Ji Yuelan was confused, "Really?"

"Of course, you don't remember these. Anyway, you are responsible for giving birth to the children, I will take good care of them, and you just need to take good care of yourself during the confinement period."

Song Nancheng was reluctant to let her suffer any more. Although the two births were very smooth, Ji Yuelan had always been afraid of pain. But when she gave birth to these two children, she didn't say a word.

"Yue Lan, you must take good care of yourself during this period. If you don't plan to have another baby in the future, you must take good care of yourself during this period so that you can cure some of your bad health problems."

Su Xiaowan knew very well how much suffering she would suffer if she didn't take good care of herself during the confinement period.

"That's for sure. I have already hired an aunt. Yue Lan's mother will also live at home to help take care of her."

At first, Song Nancheng felt that it was unnecessary and just let his aunt take care of her. He tried his best to bring work back home and spend more time with her.

"That's fine too. Aunt Ji can accompany Yue Lan, so she won't be too bored at home. Otherwise, she'll go crazy after the confinement period."

Ji Yuelan hurriedly said, "Xiao Wan, when I am in confinement, you must come to see me often, otherwise I will really be suffocated to death."

She goes crazy thinking about the one-month confinement period; it's too tormenting.

"Okay, I will definitely go. If you want to eat anything, just call me and I will make it and send it to you."

Su Xiaowan understands that feeling too well, especially when she doesn’t have to take care of children and all she does is eat and sleep.

"I knew you were the best." Ji Yuelan hugged Su Xiaowan's arm and acted like a child.

Song Nancheng looked at her like this, feeling somewhat helpless, "So I am not okay?"

"No matter how good you are, you can always accompany me. Besides, can the food you cook be as delicious as Xiaowan's?"

Ji Yuelan had a look of disgust on her face. She used to think that the food Song Nancheng cooked was delicious, but now she didn't like it at all.

"That's not what you said before."

Song Nancheng felt a little aggrieved, and held the little girl in his arms and put her in the stroller, "Yuelan, you always said that you like the food I cook the most."

He had been working hard to improve his cooking skills, fearing that she would dislike him one day. He didn't expect that day would come so early.

"That can't be helped. I'm a picky person. I just like Xiaowan's cooking. How about you learn from her?"

Ji Yuelan really hopes that Song Nancheng can learn how to cook like Su Xiaowan. She really doesn't like the flavors of his dishes.

"Okay, I'll learn. I'll learn all the dishes you want to eat from Xiaowan."

Song Nancheng felt helpless and doting.

Looking at the appearance of the two, Xiao Beiguo couldn't help but laugh and said, "You two really look exactly alike."

They are both afraid that the other person may not like them, but neither of them expresses it, and uses their own way to hide their inner worries.

"Beiguo, you can only say that if Xiaowan hadn't been so devoted to you, you would not be able to stand here and talk so calmly."

Ji Yuelan doesn't spoil him, but she also envies their relationship. No matter what happens, their relationship is so indestructible.

"That's because no matter if it's me or Xiaowan, we both trust each other."

Xiao Beiguo was so confident that Song Nancheng was envious and wanted to learn from him.

"Yes, yes, I know you have a good relationship. Stop showing off here. Are you going to let others live?"

Ji Yuelan looked unbearable, and said to Su Xiaowan, "Xiaowan, when I am out of confinement, I will hold a full-month banquet for the two children. Come over early then."

"Okay, I'll definitely go there early."

After looking at the two children, Xixi walked up to Ji Yuelan and said, "Auntie, the brother and sister are so cute. Xixi likes them so much."

"Then Xixi, can you help aunt teach her younger brothers and sisters in the future?"

"Sure, I will definitely teach them well in the future and tell them to love Auntie and Uncle Song."

Ji Yuelan was so happy, "Xixi, you are really great. Auntie likes you very much."

"Xixi likes auntie too."

In the blink of an eye, it was Ji Yuelan's baby's full month celebration, and Su Xiaowan took the children there early in the morning.

When she got there, Ji Yuelan was already waiting. When she saw her coming, she pulled her into the room.

Su Xiaowan looked at her anxious face and couldn't help asking, "Yue Lan, what's wrong with you?"

"I want to ask you, how did you feed your two children before? I found that I was breastfeeding every day and it was too tiring."

Song Nancheng was just carrying soup in. Hearing this, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Wan, please help me persuade Yue Lan not to breastfeed the child. She is too tired and can't rest well."

Su Xiaowan was also shocked to see that Ji Yuelan had lost a lot of weight in just one month.

"Yuelan, if the child is not full, it's probably because you don't have enough milk. This will make you tired and the child won't grow well. Just let them drink milk powder."

"But isn't breast milk better?"

Ji Yuelan felt really distressed when she thought about her two children having to eat milk powder at such a young age.

"It doesn't matter. As long as the child is healthy, the nutrition in the milk powder is enough."

She remembered that when Xixi was little, because she had no milk, Xiao Beiguo bought her milk powder, which did a better job than breastfeeding.

Later, because she was considered a little girl, she was stopped from drinking milk powder early and was allowed to eat rice and drink porridge instead.