Chapter 839 Yang Xiaozhao's stomach is bloated? (2/2 Monthly Ticket)
"You helped me with so much work when you first came here..."
After moving into the bedroom and setting up the desk or his new toys, Dong Wenlei, whose excitement had subsided a bit, realized that he was not very competent as a master.
And you shouldn't do this when pursuing others. How can you ask others to work with you?
"It doesn't matter, I didn't actually do anything, I just helped."
Wu Lan didn't think this had anything to do with it.
She just took advantage of Dong Wenlei's testing of his electric lift table to take a cursory glance at his bedroom.
Unexpected, yet seemingly unexpectedly neat!
The reason why I said it was unexpected was because Wu Lan knew that many men didn't like to tidy up. They often left clothes and socks everywhere, the bed was messy, and there were even yellow-brown marks left by saliva on the pillow...
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In fact, it's not just men anymore, Wu Lan himself doesn't do much to deal with it.
Often, at the end of a week, her clothes would pile up on a chair, and then she would take a half-day or a full day's rest before taking them all to the dry cleaners for others to wash.
Of course, you still have to wash your underwear every day. Wu Lan is not so sloppy, and she is not naturally sloppy, but she really doesn't have time to take care of things in life.
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Dong Wenlei's bedroom is not like this! There are no clothes in his bedroom. The clothes should have been folded and placed in the closet - the reason why I say so is because Wu Lan saw his neatly folded quilts and sheets.
It's also pulled evenly.
The only thing that's a little messy is probably his original computer desk!
It should have been left behind by the previous landlord or tenant. It was a small table with computers and external keyboards piled on it, making it very crowded. In addition, there were also mouses, power supplies, power strips, etc.
However, these "chaos" can be solved. According to Dong Wenlei's plan when he just installed the new desk, he had already considered how to manage the cables. The new desk is large enough. If the computer is moved there, there should be enough space for other equipment.
The space can be arranged in an orderly manner!
"I'm not going to work on the computer for now. Let's go down to eat. I'll treat you to some pickled fish. There is a delicious pickled fish in Xingmao Plaza here."
Dong Wenlei reluctantly threw down the new desk, turned around and picked up the cardboard box and foam. While packing, he said to Wu Lan.
"Okay, do you usually eat out? Don't you cook for yourself?"
When going out, he passed by the refrigerator and water bar that Wu Lan saw for the first time, and Wu Lan asked casually.
If there is a refrigerator, I should be able to use it.
“I rarely cook for myself because I’m not very good at it, and I can’t cook enough for one person. I usually just cook noodles and fry an egg for breakfast. Other times, I basically eat out.
Or order takeout.”
Dong Wenlei said honestly.
There is nothing fresh in his refrigerator, only relatively clean and simple eggs, tomatoes, and ham. Of course, there are also a lot of fruits, and he can make milk tea and lemon tea by himself.
"By the way, I forgot! I should have made you a cup of coffee just now, or if you like to drink milk tea or lemon tea, I can also make it for you. The taste is guaranteed to be no worse than the milk tea shop outside!"
Seeing him anxiously wanting to show off his skills and win over his inability to cook, Wu Lan couldn't help but laugh.
"Forget it this time, next time I come, you can make me coffee. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to cook. I don't have to ask you to learn how to cook. Just go out to eat! It's not nice to enjoy other people's services.
Okay?"
Wu Lan smiled.
In fact, Wu Lan was happy when Dong Wenlei said he couldn't cook.
Because when I came to Dong Wenlei's residence today, Wu Lan discovered a problem. This Comrade Wenlei is a bit too virtuous!
Love to tidy up, love to organize, love to live!
Isn't this bad? Of course it's good. Wu Lan appreciates people like this very much.
But the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, and it felt exactly like Yang Qian!
Isn’t Teacher Yang such a person who loves tidiness, loves life, and takes care of his family?
Fortunately, Dong Wenlei doesn't like cooking, which is in sharp contrast to Yang Qian...
If this were not the case, there would be a hurdle in Wu Lan's heart that she could not overcome. She always felt that if she was with Dong Wenlei, she would be looking for someone just like Yang Qian.
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Yang Qian didn't know that Wu Lan was dating a boyfriend who was different from him except for his looks and industry, but his other habits were somewhat similar.
He doesn't have time to care about so many other people's private affairs. Yang Xiaozhao's affairs are enough to worry him.
"Why are you crying all the time?"
In the middle of the night, when she heard the noise coming from the master bedroom, grandma Hong Xiaoxia was worried, so she put on her clothes and hurried over.
Yang Xiaozhao is crying!
It’s not like I usually cry when I’m hungry and drink milk.
Because that kind of crying was short-lived, Sister Fen, the confinement nanny, went over to help. Dai Yuni fed the little one, and then she went back to sleep.
But today Yang Xiaozhao couldn't stop crying. He cried for more than ten minutes in a row, and his voice was almost hoarse.
In the master bedroom, under the light of a night light, confinement sister-in-law Sister Fen was circling back and forth in her arms, holding Yang Xiaozhao who had just been out of breath for a while.
Yang Qian and Dai Yuni, who had worried faces, followed back and forth, one holding a bottle filled with warm water and the other holding a pacifier.
"It may be that my stomach is bloated and uncomfortable, and I refuse to drink milk or water."
Seeing that his mother was worried and came over to check, Yang Qian explained to her.
"Fatigue? Is it because of the peanut soup?"
Hong Xiaoxia immediately thought of this.
Peanuts and soybeans are foods that are more likely to cause bloating. Hong Xiaoxia has heard from the elderly that these influencing factors will be passed on to children through breast milk, so she rarely wants to buy these for Yang Qian to cook.
Although confinement sister Fen said these are more nutritious and can easily promote milk secretion.
But after enduring it for more than half a month, Dai Yuni still wanted to eat it!
She wanted to drink pig tail stewed with peanuts. Yang Qian had made it before and she liked it very much.
So, she quietly told Yang Qian, and Yang Qian found her the peanuts he had bought before, peeled them with his own hands, and peeled a lot to make soup for her.
Yang Qian also checked and found that pregnant women can eat these and they will have no effect. Moreover, the claims on the Internet that soybeans and peanuts cause bloating in babies are unscientific.
Who knows? I don’t know if there is really a problem or it’s just a coincidence. Just after drinking peanut and pig tail soup tonight, Yang Xiaozhao felt uncomfortable in his stomach!
"Mom, don't think about holding her accountable. Let's find a way to make her feel more comfortable. Don't cry first."
Yang Qian persuaded his anxious mother.
"Would you like to go to the hospital?"
Dai Yuni was extremely nervous. It was the first time she encountered such a situation. In the middle of the night, the child cried like this.
"We don't need to go to the hospital yet. I'll give her a hug on the plane to see if she can feel better."
Sister Fen, the confinement sister-in-law, was relatively calm. She turned Yang Xiaozhao over, dragged the little guy's belly with her palms, and let her face rest in the crook of her arm.
Yang Qian has done this action many times when giving Yang Xiaozhao some sunshine!
"Would you like to give her a hug? I'll give her a hug on the plane."
Yang Qian thought that if he hugged her, her daughter would feel more at ease when she smelled her father's scent.
Of course, it might be better to hold Dai Yuni because her mother smells the best.
But Dai Yuni can’t exert too much force now!
As soon as Yang Qian finished speaking, Hong Xiaoxia also expressed that she wanted to hug her. Seeing her granddaughter crying with tears all over her face, the old man felt sorry for her!
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