Because the Chinese New Year was coming in two days, and Ni Yinghong and the baby were in good condition, Chu Heng discussed with Ni’s mother and the others and did not let them stay in the hospital longer. The day after the birth, they
I have completed the discharge procedures and am preparing to go home for the New Year.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, Ni Yinghong, who had just finished breastfeeding her baby, got dressed with the help of her mother and Yang Guizhi.
In order to prevent her from getting cold, the two of them put almost everything they could wear on her. First they had a set of shirts, then sweaters and woolen trousers, cotton coats and cotton trousers, and then a coat. She looked like a big person.
Like a bear.
Mother Ni still felt that it was not safe, so she wrapped her in the cashmere blanket that Chu Heng had brought back from abroad, leaving only a pair of eyes hanging out of her body.
Chu Heng looked at his wife's outfit and felt that it would be okay to take her to the minefields.
Xiao Ni also felt uncomfortable, struggling to hold up the heavy clothes on his body, and discussed with my mother with a grimace: "Mom, you don't need to wear so many clothes, right? I can hardly walk now, why don't you take off two pieces?"
"Why don't you take off your clothes!" Mother Ni immediately showed up to explain, using the tone of someone who had experienced it, she preached to her daughter with sincerity: "We women are no better than usual during confinement, so we have to be more careful and pay more attention. When I was young, your mother and I were all because of confinement."
I caught a cold and got sick all over my body, so just listen to your mother."
"Auntie is right, Yinghong, confinement is something you can't take lightly, otherwise you will regret it when you get older." Yang Guizhi glanced at the side and hugged the same three-layered inner and outer three layers.
Chu Heng, who was a daughter-in-law, stood up on tiptoes and put his mouth to Ni Yinghong's ear, and whispered a few more words.
I don't know what she said, but Ni Yinghong frowned, nodded reluctantly, and said: "Okay, let's go."
"That's right, come on, let me help you." Ni Yinghong stepped forward with a smile on her face and helped Ni Yinghong, who had difficulty moving, little by little out of the ward.
"Slow down, don't be anxious." Chu Heng hugged his daughter and followed her step by step.
Yang Guizhi followed behind carrying the two suitcases she brought yesterday.
After a while, a few people came downstairs.
Chu Heng had already parked the car by the door in advance and kept the engine on. The car was as warm as spring. Ni Yinghong felt stuffy as soon as she got in the car. She quickly opened the blanket wrapped around her and quickly unbuttoned her clothes.
He opened the door, then slumped down on his seat, shouting with a tired face: "Oh, I'm so exhausted. Going downstairs wearing this outfit feels more tiring than the Long March!"
"Hold on, just wait until we get home." Chu Heng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head, glanced at his unswaddled daughter, bared his big teeth and said, "Hey, my daughter is really worry-free, just eat when she's full.
Just sleep and eat when you wake up, without causing any trouble."
"Isn't it true that Chu Zhecheng was like this when he was a child? These two brothers and sisters both care about their parents. They will definitely be filial when they grow up." Yang Guizhi, who was holding the child, smiled, lowered her head, and kissed the little guy on the tender cheek.
One bite.
"That's the truth."
As Chu Heng put the car into gear, Volga started slowly and drove smoothly out of the hospital.
"Hey, Chu Heng." Ni Yinghong suddenly sat up and asked her husband: "What is our daughter's name? Have you thought about it?"
"I've thought about it, I've thought about it." Chu Heng, who had stayed up most of the night to decide on his daughter's name, said with a beaming eyebrow, "It's called Zhile, Chu Zhile, contentment and peace, what do you think?"
Ni Yinghong's eyes lit up: "I think it's pretty good. Not only does it sound good, but it also has a good meaning. That's it."
"Zhile...it's pretty good." After mumbling a few words, Mother Ni nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Hengzi is quite good at naming names. I remember that Huniu was the name you gave her, right? An
Bai, it sounds good too."
"Yes, he gave it to me, and so did the girl from Xu Damao's family, named Jingshu." Ni Yinghong said with a smile.
Chu Heng's heart trembled when he heard this, and he swallowed back the words as soon as they came to his lips because of a guilty conscience.
"Hengzi's book is not in vain. Educated people are better than uneducated people." Yang Guizhi said with emotion: "In our village, either the small ones are beautiful or the big ones are strong. Each one is more ugly than the other."
"I think if Chu Heng doesn't go to work in the future, he will starve to death if he goes to name people."
"Then he will definitely starve to death. With his mouth, he can talk about life and death. If he sets up a stall and tells fortunes, he might earn more than he does now."
"Hey, eldest sister, I don't want to talk about this. It's all feudal dross!"
"There are no outsiders."
The few chatted and laughed, and soon returned to Banchang Hutong.
After receiving a call from Chu Heng in the morning, Qin Jingru, who knew that they were coming back today, specifically asked for leave from her work unit, and invited several neighbors to help them decorate the Chu Heng couple's room into a confinement room, and then from time to time
He ran to the gate and looked around.
When they arrived outside the hospital, Qin Jingru happened to come out of the courtyard. When she saw this, she hurried out and congratulated Chu Heng who had just come out of the car with a smile on her face: "Congratulations, brother, you are blessed with a noble daughter."
"Ah hahaha, we are both happy and happy together." Chu Heng grinned with joy, his face full of smiles.
"Hey, Yinghong is back!"
"Oh, Aunt Zhao."
"Congratulations."
"Thank you."
"A girl or a boy?"
"Daughter."
"My dearest girl, you are such a considerate little cotton-padded jacket."
Some neighbors who happened to be in the alley also gathered around. After congratulations, many neighbors who heard the news came out of their homes, and then a crowd of people crowded around Ni Yinghong and her daughter into the hospital.
, they didn’t stop until outside the confinement room, including the women in the crowd.
Although the temperature has risen a bit now, it is still cold. They are all in the cool air. It is okay for a few people to go in. If they all go in, there will probably not be much heat left in the room, so none of them go in.
This group of neighbors did not enter the confinement room, so naturally Chu Heng could not enter. After watching his wife and children go in, he and Qin Jingru greeted everyone into the main room, took out wedding candies, and made tea to entertain the guests who came to congratulate them.
For a time, the Chu family compound was very lively.
Moreover, the excitement continued for a long time, with waves coming and going. It was not until lunch was almost over that the courtyard became peaceful.
Chu Heng, who had been chatting with others all morning, was so speechless that he was able to escape and go to the confinement room to see his wife and children.
"Squeak."
He gently opened the door, worried that he might be irritating his wife and children. After he came in, he stood at the door for a while, put his feet up and looked at Xiao Ni, who was holding a small porcelain basin and sipping black chicken soup, and asked
He said: "How's it going, wife? There's nothing uncomfortable about it, right?"
"No, it's pretty good." Ni Yinghong smiled and shook her head.
"Where is the child? Are you not making trouble?"
"I just finished peeing, cried a few times, changed the urinal ring, gave her some milk and then went to sleep. It saves her worries."
"That's good."
"father!"
Chu Zhe, who was also in the room, ran up to his father and asked expectantly: "When can my sister play with me? I want to take her to smoke!"
"Then you have to wait for two years." Chu Heng felt that his body temperature was almost gone. He picked up his son with a smile, and quickly came to Chu Zhile, who was sleeping soundly in the crib. He grinned and watched, feeling in his heart
