Cui Zhiduan was not annoyed even after being teased. He made all kinds of weird tricks towards his sister, amusing the whole room, but not his sister. Only then did he finally believe that his mother really didn't lie to him.
My sister didn't cry when she woke up, and soon fell asleep again. Cui Zhiduan simply brought the drawing board and rice paper over and started painting directly.
Not long after, Ye's father and Ye's mother also came back from their sleep. Aunt Cui carefully avoided them, and Ye Dayong finally had the chance to see his daughter.
As a parent, the first thing you care about is your daughter's health.
Ye Dayong was as taciturn as ever, but his concerned eyes were enough to make people feel his inner affection. In comparison, Ye's mother was much more nagging.
The babble was full of instructions and instructions. Although Ye Zhenzhen had heard her say it countless times, she still listened patiently, nodded obediently, and agreed: "Okay, I will listen to you, you must have experience."
Mother Ye was so satisfied that she even complained to her daughter: "You are much more obedient than Peng Peng. That girl didn't listen and secretly rubbed herself during confinement. Don't imitate her."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
She had also been involved in this kind of thing when she was born in Zhi Duan. But she didn't dare to say it because if she did, she would be scolded.
"It was hot and uncomfortable during Pengpeng's confinement period. She probably couldn't bear it anymore so she secretly wiped her body. Fortunately, she's fine. Please stop talking about her."
"You have to endure the discomfort."
Mother Ye gave Ye Zhenzhen a warning look: "You are not allowed to imitate her."
"Oh, mother, I'm a little hungry. I haven't eaten anything since I woke up."
Facts have proved that the method of changing the subject is not successful. When Ye Dayong heard that his daughter had not eaten yet, he immediately glared at his wife: "Okay, okay, you have said these words countless times, and you keep saying them, delaying my daughter's meal.
Already."
Aunt Cui muttered, but did not continue talking, but ordered the servants to bring the food quickly.
The confinement meal was no different from the last time. Although Ye Zhenzhen was mentally prepared, she still frowned because of the bland food.
"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?" Ye Dayong asked with concern.
“It has no taste and doesn’t taste good.”
"You have to eat even if it doesn't taste good to nourish your body." Ye Mu persuaded in a good voice: "If you don't take good care of yourself during the confinement period, you will get the root cause of the disease. Doctor Yu said, you have to take good care of yourself this time.
.I will be staying at your uncle's house this month, so I have to keep a close eye on you."
Ye Zhenzhen's face turned bitter: "Mom, you don't care about dad anymore?"
Ye Dayong smiled honestly: "It doesn't matter to me. Your body is the most important. If your mother takes good care of you, I can rest assured."
Ye Zhenzhen felt that the food in her mouth was even more difficult to swallow. Just thinking about the future life with two mountains above her head, she felt that the sun and the moon were dim. However, as a mother who had no freedom in life, she had no right to speak at all.
Mother Ye tapped her head: "Don't make trouble, the child is watching."
Cui Zhiduan, who was painting his sister, blinked and looked over with a strange look on his face. He must have never seen his mother being disciplined.
Ye Zhenzhen was embarrassed, she did look a bit unworthy of a mother.
She had no choice but to involuntarily relax in front of her parents. Fortunately, she didn't go too far and her son wouldn't laugh at her.
