After buffering for most of the day, Bai Xuemei's milk supply has actually come down.
Bai Xuemei said it hurt, so Han Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it. What used to be soft now felt hard, obviously because he was holding back the milk.
But the uncomfortable thing is that although there is a lot of milk inside, the little one just can't suck it out.
Han Cheng tried to squeeze it slowly with his hands for a while, but still no juice came out.
The little guy who had peed a lot was hungry again, opened his mouth wide and cried.
Seeing the hungry baby crying, and then feeling the swelling pain in her chest, Bai Xuemei burst into tears, but she had no good way to deal with the difficulties in front of her.
"Stop crying, my son can't suck it out so let me come."
Han Cheng wiped away the tears on Bai Xuemei's face, stretched out his hand to rub her messy head, and said proudly.
Then he stood up, lowered the curtain in the inner room, closed the door, walked to Bai Xuemei, half sat on the kang, and without much hesitation, he leaned down and put his head in Bai Xuemei's arms.
There was no other way. There was no breast pump at this time, so Han Cheng, the father, had to do it manually.
Fortunately, he had done similar things before the child was born, and now he is very familiar with it and doesn't feel unfamiliar at all.
However, compared with before, this kind of purposeful behavior is much more tiring now.
Han Cheng's tongue felt a little painful and stiff from sucking.
"Boo~"
Amidst the child's crying, a unique voice suddenly sounded.
Han Dashenzi, who had exerted too much force, looked at the trembling mass in front of him with a rare expression of embarrassment.
After taking a short break and moving his numb mouth, Han Cheng moved forward again, this time using both hands to squeeze.
The hard work paid off. When Han Cheng felt that his tongue was extremely tired, some strange milky fragrance finally came from his numb mouth.
Han Chengcheng wanted to shut up, but suddenly felt a little bit at a loss.
I was so tired that my mouth was numb, why did I just take advantage of that little brat?
Therefore, Han Da Shenzi, who had no sense of shame, took a few more bites and saved a small mouthful before leaving.
Seeing Bai Xuemei looking at him and smiling, Han Cheng's old face turned red. He swallowed the unique milk and wiped the corners of his mouth pretending not to care...
Some people say that a woman’s first child is her husband. From this point of view, this sentence is not false at all.
Bai Xuemei took the crying little guy into her arms. After having something in his mouth and eating the food, the little guy snorted twice and soon stopped crying.
After feeding the little guy, Han Cheng's mouth recovered a lot. In order to spare Bai Xuemei from suffering, he worked tirelessly to find another job.
Children do the same things just to eat and survive, but adults often add a lot of complicated things to them.
After this operation, something in Han Cheng's heart was touched.
Turning around to look at the little boy who was fast asleep after eating, Han Chenggong started to feel dishonest...
Many times, Han Cheng is actually a very fair person and is unwilling to let others suffer.
Just like tonight.
After eating some of Bai Xuemei's sesame, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he also fed Bai Xuemei some of his sesame...
The child's cries reminded him of the child in the darkness, and Han Cheng, who had just fallen asleep for a short time, was woken up again.
Even if he wasn't angry when he got up, being tossed back and forth like this would be enough.
With his sleepy eyes, he didn't want to pay attention to it at first. He just wanted to let Bai Xuemei feed the little guy some milk.
But he couldn't resist the warm feeling under his body and the vague smell.
I got up in confusion, found the improved fire seal in the dark, pulled it out and blew it to light the oil lamp, and then I was in a rush, plus some nausea...
When Han Cheng woke up from his dream the next morning, he felt exhausted, confused and very listless.
I feel less energetic when I wake up than before after having sex once or four times.
Bringing up a baby is really not an easy job, it can be very tiring.
Complaints are complaints, he opened his eyes, and after having a seizure for a while, Han Cheng immediately looked at the little boy lying next to him.
The little guy woke up at some point, but he was quite good at the moment. He lay there with his head slightly tilted to one side and looked up with his dark eyes.
After this period of growth, the little guy's face has become much rounder, and he no longer looks so ugly.
Han Cheng kissed him gently on his tender face. Xiaojia grinned and blinked. Fortunately, he didn't cry.
Han Cheng stretched out a hand and waved it slowly in front of the little guy's eyes for a while before attracting the little guy's attention.
His black and white eyes slowly moved along with Han Cheng's hand, looking very amused.
However, as Han Cheng's hand gradually rose to a height of more than one meter, the little guy's eyes stopped following him.
The eyes of newborn babies are not yet fully developed and they cannot see very far.
Well, actually, it’s quite fun if the kids don’t make trouble.
We need to give the little guy a name. We can't just call him "baby, little cub, baby" all the time.
In later generations, when it came to Han Cheng's generation, they did not follow the arranged characters when naming.
Otherwise, his name should be added with the word "Shi" and he should be called Han Shicheng. Under the word "Shi" is the word "文", and his child should be named Han Wenx.
Han Cheng thought hard for a long time and felt that adding any word after "Korean" would not sound good, so he finally gave up the "Korean X" model.
In addition to being based on seniority, sometimes some words or radicals of words are taken from the parents' names to indicate that the child was born to the parents.
How about calling me Han Xue?
Looking at Bai Xuemei, who had also woken up, such a name suddenly popped into Han Cheng's mind.
Then he shook his head. This name was really too feminine, and he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be an actress with this name in later generations.
Han Bai? Han Mei? Han Yu?
Han Cheng scratched his head, these are all such messy names.
In addition to the two above, sometimes the name is also based on the weather at the time of birth and what happened.
Yesterday was a sunny day with some white clouds floating in the sky and no wind.
So it’s called Han Qing? Or Han Baiyun and Han Wufeng?
The place where he was born was not good either. It was directly in the toilet. If the fire had not passed away, he would most likely have fallen into the toilet.
Is it possible to call him Han Ce or Han Gang?
When the time comes when the little guy grows up and asks why he was given such a name, he tells him: "You were born in the toilet and almost fell into the toilet, so you are called Han Gang?"
This is more exciting than "Charlotte's life is miserable, and his father's whereabouts are unknown since he was born."
Han Cheng scratched his head in pain. As expected, naming a newborn baby is a very confusing and painful thing.
I always think of a name that has a very good meaning both in terms of its meaning and its superficial meaning, but it turns out that neither of them sounds very pleasing to my ears.
The painful Han Cheng glanced away and suddenly saw the copper ingot in the room, which happened to be born with the little one.
Korean copper?
This name is okay.
Han Cheng thought for a while and nodded. His nickname was Han Tong and his nickname was Wandou.
Make a copper pea that won’t be steamed or boiled...it will make a loud sound.
