novellhall Chapter 6 This son-in-law was worth raising!
Chapter 6 This son-in-law was worth raising!
The days passed by in the midst of breastfeeding, sleeping, and listening to gossip.
Several months later, Chen Lang's vision was finally fully developed.
The pixelated quality has been upgraded to standard definition.
He was finally able to see clearly what his wet nurse, who had been feeding him for several months, actually looked like.
Although I've seen many of them in videos and photos in my past life.
But this was the first time I had observed it so closely.
really beautiful.
It is a gentle beauty, imbued with the charm of the Jiangnan water towns.
She has fair skin, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a gentle temperament.
Even though she had just given birth and her face still showed some fatigue and weariness, her natural beauty was undeniable.
No wonder she was able to give birth to a daughter like a fairy.
He finally got a clear look at the little baby lying next to him, An Feng, whose nickname was Qianqian.
A tiny, exquisitely crafted figure.
Big eyes, long eyelashes, and a small mouth that's always unconsciously pouting.
Although her facial features haven't fully developed yet, you can already see a hint of the ethereal, otherworldly beauty she will become in her future eyes and brows.
Chen Lang became more and more familiar with Liu Xiaoli's scent.
It was a scent that blended the aroma of milk, sweat, and maternal love.
For him, this is the taste of his mother.
In the months they spent together, she gave him everything that was most important in his life.
Food, warmth, and a sense of security.
Chen Lang's memories of his biological father, Shen Jingfang, are already very vague.
He hadn't even seen what the man looked like.
All I remember is the strong smell of smoke on him and the sad and helpless sigh he let out when he left.
He vanished as if he had disappeared into thin air.
Every month, An Shaokang would receive a thick envelope from a person in a postal uniform.
Inside the envelope were money and all sorts of tickets.
Meat coupons, cloth coupons, grain coupons, industrial coupons...
These things enabled the already wealthy An family, and their adopted son, to live a life far more affluent than that of ordinary people in an era of relative scarcity.
This is the only trace Shen Jingfang left behind.
And his wife, Xiao Anfeng, finally got to know her little brother who always stole her food.
Perhaps it's just a habit.
They ate together, slept together, and bathed in the same tub, their bodies absorbing each other's scent.
When Chen Lang was put back in Liu Xiaoli's arms for dinner, she only hummed a couple of times and no longer cried as loudly as before.
Sometimes, she would reach out her chubby little hand and curiously poke Chen Lang's face.
According to the hospital's birth schedule, Chen Lang was actually born a little bit earlier than An Feng.
He is the older brother.
But there was nothing he could do; he was born prematurely, and when he was born, he looked like a kitten—thin and small.
An Feng was born at full term, fair-skinned and chubby, with a strong voice.
With the two being compared, he was naturally assumed by everyone to be the younger brother.
Chen Lang was too lazy to bother with these matters.
Hello, little brother!
The emperor loves his eldest son, while the common people love their youngest son.
The younger brother can be taken care of by his older sister and feel at ease being helped.
Aside from the risk of getting beaten up, everything else is an advantage.
However, his status as a grandson-in-law did not seem to fully satisfy Grandma An.
The old lady's obsession with carrying on the family line was deeply ingrained.
Even with a well-behaved and adorable grandson-in-law, he doesn't actually bear the surname An.
Therefore, her attitude towards her daughter-in-law Liu Xiaoli remained the same; she continued to complain as usual.
The atmosphere at home became increasingly tense.
Time passed day by day.
Autumn goes and winter comes.
The weather is getting colder and colder.
The atmosphere at home, like the weather, is getting colder and colder.
As winter vacation approached, An Shaokang went home even less often.
Liu Xiaoli's smiles became fewer and fewer.
The friction between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has also turned from whispering behind each other's backs into open arguments.
The cause of arguments is often some trivial matter.
"Why are you dressing the child so lightly again? What if he gets cold!"
"Mom, it's warm inside, not cold."
"I said it's cold, and it is! How can you, as a mother, not care about your child at all!"
"She's my child, don't I feel any remorse?"
"You just don't understand! All you do is dress up all day for who's to impress? You're not acting like a mother at all!"
Whenever this happened, Chen Lang and Qianqian were used as tools of war.
Meanwhile, the little baby, Xixi, was still giggling without a care in the world.
A chubby little hand was still gripping Chen Lang's face tightly.
His little finger had poked into his nostril, and he cried out in pain.
In this day and age, taking a bath in winter is a real hassle.
The house didn't have the convenient water heaters of later generations.
To take a bath, you first have to boil water on a coal stove, then carry the boiling water in kettles to the bathroom, and add cold water to adjust the temperature.
The process was tedious and arduous.
To save time, Liu Xiaoli always washed her two children together in a large wooden tub.
Chen Lang floated in the warm water, looking at the pink and tender little body next to him.
Her little arms and legs were pink and tender.
He was certain of one thing.
This is absolutely a genuine, real baby girl.
In her past life, the most rampant negative rumors about Liu Yifei on the internet were the so-called transgender rumors.
At this moment, Chen Lang, as a firsthand witness, can responsibly say something.
Song Zude, I curse your grandmother!
Bullshit!
The two little ones were washed and dried.
Wearing a layer of undershirt, a layer of cotton clothing, a sweater, and then an overcoat, I was wrapped up like a ball.
Both of them were wearing open-crotch pants with thick cotton diapers underneath their bottoms.
In those days, there were no high-end products like disposable diapers.
Used diapers should be hand-washed, dried, and then reused.
Chen Lang possessed the soul of an adult, and naturally, he would never do something as undignified as defecating in his pants.
Whenever he feels something, he will hum a few times in advance to alert the adults.
But the fairy sister is obviously still a normal baby.
Her physiological reactions were entirely voluntary.
Sometimes she would poop, but she wouldn't feel anything, and she wouldn't cry or make a fuss.
But Chen Lang, who was sleeping next to her, was in trouble.
That indescribable smell would instantly wake him from his sleep.
Then, he would shout at the top of his lungs, using all his strength, to help the perpetrator cry out.
"Wow—Wow wow—"
As soon as the crying started, Liu Xiaoli or her grandmother would rush over immediately.
Upon inspection, it was discovered that it was Sisi who had diarrhea.
Then I hurriedly changed her diaper and cleaned her bottom.
At this moment, Chen Lang's crying would suddenly stop.
It was as if the person who had just been crying so loudly wasn't him.
After several repetitions, the adults were all amazed.
"Oh my, look at our Langlang."
Grandma held him and marveled at his appearance.
"He really dotes on his wife!"
"When Sisi pulled him, he was more anxious than anyone else and immediately called for help."
"This son-in-law is a good son-in-law! He's so young and already knows how to take care of his wife!"
Chen Lang rolled his eyes inwardly.
I just don't want to sleep in the smell of poop.