"Smelly son! Stop talking now!" I bet their son is a foodie. He just had diarrhea because of his greedy mouth yesterday, and today he couldn't wait to stuff the doll's head into his mouth.
Several parents worked together to rescue the doll. Qiu Yixian immediately asked: "Dad, is Haochen's condition better?"
"The doctor gave him water, so it shouldn't be a big deal." Although Qiu's father was not happy about his daughter's reunion with Qin Yishu, he was not as violent as her mother. "His condition is much better today. He is once an hour in the morning.
, then it was once every two hours.”
Qin Yishu sat next to him. Thinking of being baptized by this stinky boy's "gold" twice yesterday, he suddenly touched his little hair angrily: "Smelly son, look at how greedy you are!"
Little Qiu Baozi was robbed of his stuffed doll and had nothing in his mouth. He was scolded by his father and his mouth suddenly curled up.[
Qiu Yixian put the pacifier into her son's mouth at the right time to stop him from crying.
Then he told his parents: "Mom, Dad, Yi Shu and I will take care of Haochen tonight. You have worked hard all day and are tired."
"Not tired, not tired." Qiu's father immediately shook his head, how could he be tired? It must be her and Qin Yishu who are tired, right? Besides, Haochen had diarrhea because they didn't pay attention, and he immediately felt extremely guilty.
On the other hand, Qin Guozhong, during the day when they and the old guys were around, he had been looking at the computer and doing business. However, Qiu's father and Qiu's mother would automatically change gears whenever something urgent came up.
Although they dislike each other, their love for Qiu Xiaobaozi is still the same.
"Dad, you are tired too. Go back and rest first." Qin Yishu saw Qin Guozhong standing aside and said immediately.
"Okay." Qin Guozhong was very conscious. When he stood up and was about to leave, he looked at Qiu Yixian's belly with meaning -
Then, he left without saying anything.
In the evening, after the nurse changed the medicine for Qiu Xiaobaozi, Qiu Yixian went to the bathroom. After taking a casual shower, when he walked out, he saw Qin Yishu leaning next to his son's little bed, holding a storybook, and
Read a story to my son: "A long time ago, in a far away country..."
"Why are you still telling stories?" Qiu Yixian just spoke, and his son's little head looked at his mother, his big eyes rolling.
"This stinky son just pooped again. I changed his diaper, but he couldn't sleep. I didn't dare to let him play, so I had to read him a story." Qin Yishu shrugged helplessly. Qiu Xiaobaozi couldn't listen.
When he heard the story, his little paws immediately waved. He had no choice but to continue telling: "There was a king and a queen who loved each other very, very much."
Qiu Yixian walked to him and took the book naturally: "You go take a bath, I will tell the child a story."
Qin Yishu nodded, and the two people handed over the baton very naturally.
When she came out again, the sounds outside had stopped. Qiu Yixian touched her son's sleeping face and kissed his forehead.
Qin Yishu, on the other hand, walked over quietly, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her gently behind her ear: "Is the brat asleep?"
"Well, it looks like the diarrhea is gone." Qiu Yixian nodded. She couldn't understand it in the past, but since her son was born, everything she has focused on her son.