Ma'am, give me a baby

When eating the next morning, Ye Banrong came to see his grandson. The little guy had just had milk, and his whole body exuded a fragrance of milk. Ye Banrong walked around outside with the baby in his arms, smiling tease him.

After Mo Ziqing fed Qian Ling, he went outside to look for Ye Banrong, and wrote the child's name with pen and ink for Ye Banrong to read. The latter glanced at it and said with a smile, "It's a good name."

"Young minister got it." Mo Ziqing lifted his chin proudly, and he was more happy than anyone else when he heard Liu Shaochen being praised.

Ye Banrong sat down with a smile, "I'm proud of you."

The two were talking, but Qian Ye in Ye Banrong's arms suddenly burst into tears. After coaxing him for a long time, he couldn't coax him well. In desperation, Ye Banrong carried the child to the inner room and put it next to Liu Shaochen, "Hurry up and coax him!" , Ouch... My heart was broken when I cried."

Liu Shaochen carried the child into his arms, and before he started to coax him, the child stopped crying and looked at Liu Shaochen with big wet eyes, innocently as if he wasn't the one crying just now.

"I still want to kiss you." Ye Banrong sat down beside the bed, "Is your body feeling better?"

"It's much better." Liu Shaochen replied while covering Qianye's small body with the quilt.

Ye Banrong sighed, "Thank you for your hard work. When you recover, let Ziqing take you to have fun. I haven't traveled far for so long. I really feel sorry for you."

"Mother, how do you say such a thing? There is no grievance. I am so grateful to you for treating me so well." For more than ten years, only here has he been able to experience family affection. How can there be grievances?

Ye Banrong talked to him a few more words, and finally touched Qian Ye's little face before going back.

"When you recover, I'll take you to eat all over Yecheng." Mo Ziqing sat back on the bed, took off his shoes and went to bed, "Leave the child to parents, let's go out to play."

"What are you talking about?" Liu Shaochen patted him, "how can I eat so much?" Mo Ziqing raised his hand and scratched his nose, and said fondly, "Who is arguing for fried tofu these two days?" of?"

"How can there be..." Liu Shaochen covered his nose, and muttered embarrassedly: "I'm just talking about it, it's just a mouthful."

"Okay, it's what you say."

In the next few days, people who had been blocked by Mo Ziqing were finally able to come in to visit Liu Shaochen. Every day, several people came, Ye Banrong came almost every day, and everyone came with a bunch of gifts. The small warehouse in the garden is almost full.

After being raised for half a month, Liu Shaochen was finally able to get out of bed and walk around. The first thing he did was to go out to get some air. The past half a month had suffocated him.

Little Qianye looked the same every day, and his wrinkled skin grew, making him a lot cuter. Liu Shaochen hugged him every day and refused to let go.

Mo Ziqing went outside today, and when he came back, he brought a lot of snacks that Liu Shaochen liked to eat, but most of them were bland ones.

"Fried tofu, only eat half of it." Mo Ziqing handed him a pair of chopsticks, and told him again.

Liu Shaochen nodded, took the chopsticks and started eating. Halfway through eating, he stuffed another piece into his mouth while Mo Ziqing was not paying attention, and finally looked at Mo Ziqing innocently, causing a burst of helpless laughter.

Qian Ling ate her share, and settled the rest of Liu Shaochen, and finally left with a small bag of candy, probably to see her brother again.

There was a lot of food on the stone table, Liu Shaochen ate a little of everything, but he was satisfied.

Mo Ziqing didn't dare to let him eat too much of these things. Seeing him put down his chopsticks, he hurriedly urged him to go back to his room to rest.