After a year of careful care, Zhuo Qianyu's body has recovered well.

Except...the belly that is difficult to shrink back after giving birth, and the "patterns" on the belly.

Although she works out very hard and uses all kinds of skin care products, her swollen belly still stubbornly hangs around her waist.

It is impossible for her to count grains of rice every day and starve herself into ribs like female stars do - firstly, her severely weakened body does not allow such waste, and secondly, she has to study, exercise, and take care of her children every day.

High-intensity work also requires physical strength.

For this reason, she never wanted to get too close to Feng Moyan, let alone reveal herself in front of him.

Even if there is an occasional intimacy that cannot be avoided, she will definitely ask her husband to turn off all the lights in the room, and even leave no gaps in the curtains.

Everything was done in darkness, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and so dark that you couldn't see the expressions on each other's faces.

After it was over, she would put her pajamas back on before her husband turned on the light, and then go to the bathroom to clean up alone.

Feng Moyan had actually enlightened her on this point many times.

He had gone online to learn about the appearance of a woman's abdomen after giving birth, especially after giving birth to multiples. The belly would be wrinkled and there would be obvious pigmentation. From a visual impact alone, it was indeed uncomfortable.

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But no conscientious husband would dislike his wife for this reason, right?

As a man, after knowing all this, he should feel more sorry for his wife's sacrifice and dedication, be more gentle and considerate, and use all the love for the rest of his life to heal his wife's wounds.

He had actually seen the appearance of his wife's abdomen before.

When she was still in the hospital last year, she was unable to move around for a long time after waking up and could only stay in bed and be cared for by others.

Although he hired a very professional confinement nanny to take care of him, he still tried his best to do it himself after learning from the confinement nanny.

He thought that he couldn't bear the pain for her, so at least he could do something to make him feel better, and also let his wife feel his feelings and feel warmer.

At that time, the incision on her abdomen had not yet grown, and there was a scar across the wrinkled, dark and dark skin. When he first saw that, his heart felt like a heavy blow, and he burst into tears.

It burst out of my eyes uncontrollably.

I wonder if Qianqian misunderstood her reaction that time. From then on, she tried to avoid exposing her abdomen.

When he was discharged from the hospital and arrived at the confinement center, there were more people to serve, so Qian Qian firmly stopped him from doing anything himself.

Every time she waited for body care, she would find various excuses to take her husband away.

Feng Moyan quickly understood, fearing that she would be psychologically burdened, so he consciously retreated.

He thought that when his wife recovered, she would slowly feel relieved about this matter.

Unexpectedly, a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and she is still brooding about her "flaws."

Although he explained it several times inadvertently, he still could not open up his wife's heart.

This point also troubled Feng Moyan.

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Going downstairs, Zhuo Qianyu could feel the excitement in the restaurant before he even walked over.

Today is the weekend. The three eldest children do not have to go to school. Although they all have their own courses, it is still early, so the older brothers and sisters automatically take over the responsibility of taking care of their younger siblings.

However, it is not that easy to handle twins who have just turned one year old.

For example, Lao Wu, the youngest son, was smearing fruit and vegetable puree on the table, slapping and pulling it with his hands quickly and happily, causing the fruit and vegetable puree to splash everywhere, and none of his brothers and sisters were spared.

"Zhuo Junlang! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!" The eldest sister Feng Yuxi looked at the pureed vegetable jam on her beautiful skirt and got angry and threatened her younger brother.

But Zhuo Junlang was only one year old, and he had grown up surrounded by thousands of favors. He was at the age of the little devil in the world, so how could he understand what his sister's threat meant.

He didn't even pause, his hands were still waving rapidly on the table, and Huhu's little face was laughing.

Then, the fourth child, Zhuo Junqing, probably thought it was funny, so he suddenly poured out the porridge in the bowl, patted it with his little hands, and also giggled.

When Qianyu walked into the restaurant, she happened to see her little daughter holding up the bowl with both hands clumsily. Her face changed drastically and she quickly stepped forward to stop her, but it was still a step too late.

When the little daughter's hand smacked down, the brothers and sisters quickly turned around and dodged. Qianyu also instinctively ducked sideways, but her clothes felt hot and when she looked down, she saw that there was soup and water splashing in front of her.

Why……

She sighed in her heart, it was so difficult to have five children...

Even though there is a nanny, a chef, a nanny, and my husband is not absent, and my biological father often comes to help, every day is still like a war!

She misses her days at work so much and looks forward to returning to the workplace as soon as possible and freeing herself from her status as the "King of Children".

When Xixi turned around and saw her mother coming, she immediately complained: "Mom, look at them, they are so naughty! They are all spoiled by their father!"

Well……

The old father who was still catching up on his sleep upstairs was innocently shot.

The younger one was still ignorant, so Qianyu had to quickly comfort her eldest daughter: "Okay, okay, it's the younger brothers and sisters who are at fault. Don't worry about them. Have you finished eating? If you haven't finished, take the breakfast to the living room to eat."

Xixi was very angry, "I haven't even started eating yet. It's my brother's fault. My sister was very obedient at first, but when she saw her brother being naughty, she followed suit. It's easy to learn well but hard to learn bad."

"Well, my brother is too naughty. Mom will teach her a good lesson. Go and eat quickly - don't you have classes at half past nine?" Qianyu was clearing up the mess in front of her younger daughter while diverting her eldest daughter's attention.

Xixi wanted to leave, but she didn't want to leave her sister, so she asked, "My sister and I will go to the living room to eat."

She wanted to hug her sister, but her sister was sitting in a dining chair. With her strength, there was no way she could lift her up.

Aunt Rong had been protecting the children. When she saw this, she quickly stepped forward to help and took little Qingqing out of the dining chair.

Little Qingqing, who had just turned one year old and had just learned to walk, pushed Aunt Rong as soon as she got off the dining chair, shouting with her rosy little mouth: "Sister, sister..."

She can only speak two simple words, which are soft and waxy, as cute as her round little face, and endearing to people's hearts.

Xixi knew what her sister meant, and quickly caught her in Aunt Rong's arms, complaining worriedly and dotingly: "Oh, you are just like my second brother, a snack foodie, you are so fat, what will you do if you can't lose weight in the future...

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Aunt Rong was afraid that Xixi wouldn't be able to hold her, so she bent down and put Qingqing down. She didn't let go until her sister held her firmly.

"Aunt Rong, I'll take my sister over there, please help us get some breakfast again."

"Okay, then be careful."

In the restaurant, before Zhuo Qianyu had finished cleaning up, the servant came forward to take over.

She looked at her three sons with a big head. After sitting down, she looked at the eldest and the second: "Eat quickly and leave the younger brothers alone."

Xiaozhou looked at his younger brother with a look of disapproval on his face, "Mom, Xixi is right, my younger brother was spoiled by his father. Look at how he looks like he deserves a beating! If I hadn't seen him...

For my brother's sake, I can beat such a naughty kid three times a day."

Qianqian: "..."

Xiaoyu glanced at his elder brother, "It's like you were more obedient when you were a child."

Xiao Zhouxiong said confidently: "At least I won't waste food!"

Zhuo Qianyu couldn't help but laugh, and said something fair: "This is true. You have never wasted a grain of food since you came into contact with complementary foods. My brother is indeed not as good as you in this regard."

"Did you hear that? My brother just doesn't beat him enough." Xiao Zhou, who received the compliment, looked at his brother proudly.

Xiaoyu: "..."

The youngest, who had finished making fruit puree, saw her mother sitting across from her and started to knead the moth again.

He opened his little hands, stretched out towards his mother, opened his mouth and started humming, obviously asking for a hug.

It's interesting to say.

Obviously when he was born, his brother weighed much more than his sister, and his body organs were better developed than his sister.

But as she grows taller, her sister weighs more than her brother, and her development in all aspects is lagging behind his brother's.

For example, my elder sister is already able to walk, but the youngest is still unable to stand firmly and can only hold on to things and play tricks. As soon as she leaves the support, she starts crying like a coward.

In terms of language, my elder sister can speak a lot of words, and can call out dad, mom, brother, and sister; but the youngest can only say ah ah ah (please bring in the four tones automatically), and occasionally can call out mom,

It sounds more like a mispronunciation of haha.

But how to put it - as parents, we all know that a bowl of water should be balanced and not partial.

But when everyone found that the youngest was lagging behind in all aspects, they couldn't help but put more energy and care into him.

Maybe it’s instinct to sympathize with the weak?

At this time, Zhuo Qianyu also knew that this little son did tend to be spoiled, but when he opened his hands and asked for a hug with his face covered with fruit puree, she still couldn't be cruel and ignore him.

So, I got up and picked up the youngest.

"Look at the mess you made all over the table. If you do this again next time, your brothers and sisters will beat you up. Mom will just watch the show to see if you will correct it!" Qianyu picked up her youngest son pretending to be disgusted, and Qianyu freed one of her children.

Wiping my son's face with my hands.

The nanny came forward and said, "Madam, let me take the young master to take a bath and change his clothes."

Before he finished speaking, and before the nanny's hands were stretched out, Zhuo Junlang protested violently. While waving his hands to resist the nanny's approach, he quickly arched into his mother's arms and screamed even more eagerly, as if

He was saying: No, no, I don’t want to be separated from my mother.

Qianyu didn't hold her children many times this year. When her youngest son suddenly threw her into the air, her arms nearly lost strength and she couldn't catch her, so she had to quickly put her arms around her son.
To be continued...