Chapter 88

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The child landed safely, and everyone felt relieved.

Originally, Lu Zheng'an and Song Huaishu wanted to let Song Lan come over to take care of the child for a while after the child was born? Now that the old lady of the Ji family and the two stable wives were here, Song Lan couldn't get involved at the moment, so she stayed at Lu Zheng'an's house until the evening and then went back.

Song Huaishu, who was exhausted, slept until the afternoon before waking up. Looking at the little girl beside him who was well fed and sleeping soundly, Song Huaishu felt mixed emotions in his heart. He pinched the little girl's little fist and put it to her mouth and kissed her, then raised her head and looked at Lu Zheng'an.

"What time is it? You haven't slept all night, are you going to rest?"

Hearing Song Huaishu's concern, Lu Zhengan smiled and nodded. "When I had nothing to do in the afternoon, I went to sleep for two hours. Don't you know? This girl can eat so much. She ate three meals in one afternoon. I don't know why she has such a big appetite. I won't eat in the future. I really can't support her if I earn more."

Lu Zheng'an's words made Song Huaishu couldn't help laughing, but the next moment, the smile on Song Huaishu's face froze.

Noticing that Song Huaishu's expression was strange, Lu Zhengan thought he was feeling unwell. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong? Yes? No? What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Song Huaishu blushed and shook his head. Looking up and seeing that there was no one else in the room, Song Huaishu said softly to Lu Zhengan: "I seem to be a little incontinent again. Can you get me a pair of pants?"

After listening to Song Huaishu's words, Lu Zhengan hurriedly took out a clean pair of underwear from the cabinet. After closing the door, he quickly helped Song Huaishu clean up and changed his clothes.

"I asked Qin's mother specifically before, and she said that after giving birth, the lochia will be discharged, and it may be uncomfortable for a few days. When you fell asleep, I had already helped you with some cushioning. Layer a small cushion? If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

Facing Lu Zheng'an's attentiveness, Song Huaishu was deeply moved. Thinking that he would not be able to go out or take a shower for the next month, Song Huaishu couldn't help but worry that the smell on his body was too strong, which would offend Lu Zhengan.

"Otherwise, let's sleep in separate beds. You have to do housework and take care of the children during the day. What if you and I can't sleep well?"

Lu Zhengan put the clothes he had changed for Song Huaishu into the wooden basin behind the door. Hearing what he said, he refused without even thinking about it.

"How can I not sleep well? There is not much work to do at home. Aunt Zhang and the others can help with the housework, and I don't have to worry about it. And I know your character very well. I don't want to trouble others or let others do anything." I can't worry about taking care of you?"

With that said, Lu Zheng'an came to the bedside, sat down beside the bed, reached out and touched his daughter's red face, and asked: "Do you want to go to the toilet? It's not good for you to go out now. Feng, I lifted Gongtong into the house. If you want it convenient, I can carry you down."

Song Huaishu drank a lot of brown sugar water before going to bed, and he really wanted to go to the toilet. However, when I heard Lu Zhengan say that he wanted to use the toilet in the house, he couldn't help but feel a little resistant.

Lu Zheng'an looked at him with his eyes lowered and said nothing. How could he not know what he was thinking? He stretched out his hand to help him put his hair behind his ears, and persuaded him: "You can't go out now, otherwise, you will have the root of the disease in the future. You will suffer the consequences, and I will also feel bad for you. Don't have any mentality. Burden, you suffered such a big sin for the sake of your child?, and for me, what I can do is not as good as yours."

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