When the nurse comes to check the ward, it means you have to sleep.
Rong Shu didn't want to be urged by the nurse to take a rest, so she immediately nodded in agreement.
After that, the man took her off the bed and walked to the bathroom.
Rong Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "What are you doing? Put me down quickly. It's not like I can't walk by myself."
She's just in bad health, and she's not really disabled and can't walk.
There was no need for him to hold her.
However, the man just hugged her and refused to let go. Instead, he said seriously: "But I want to hug you."
"You haven't recovered yet, so why do you need to hug me?" Rong Shu rolled her eyes at him.
The man chuckled, "It doesn't matter. It's just a few steps away. It won't affect me. Okay, wash up quickly."
He put Rong Shu on the floor in front of the dressing table and handed her the toothbrush.
Rong Shu rolled her eyes at him, took the toothbrush and started brushing her teeth.
Fu Jingting also stood beside her, brushing her teeth and washing with her.
This has become their daily routine. They usually brush their teeth and wash together. From the beginning, they were not used to it, but now they have accepted it calmly.
Of course, only Rong Shu had experienced this change process. Fu Jingting was so shameless, but there was nothing he was not used to.
After washing, Fu Jingting took Rong Shu out of the bathroom and back to the hospital bed.
This time Rong Shu didn't ask him to let her go. After all, she knew very well that it would be useless to say so.
And seeing that his body was not affected at all after being hugged all the way, she just let him go.
Rong Shu was lying on the bed. Fu Jingting held her in his arms, then took a book and opened it.
Rong Shu raised her eyebrows, "What are you reading?"
"Fairy tale." Fu Jingting showed her the cover generously.
She was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Jing Ting, why didn't I know when did you like to read fairy tales?"
Sorry, I saw him, a grown man, reading a fairy tale that even five- and six-year-old children don’t like to read. Why is this scene so funny?
Forgive her for not being able to hold back her laughter.
"It's not that I like to watch it." Fu Jingting took his hand back, "I'm telling it to our children."
"Huh?" Rong Shu blinked, "Telling it to the baby?"
She touched her belly, feeling a little confused.
Fu Jingting raised his chin noncommittally, "Yes, the book says that children need prenatal education from an early age. Prenatal education is very important. You can listen to more music and tell more stories to your children. Music is okay, but what kind of
Children like stories, but I didn’t know. I asked my subordinates and they said that fairy tales are suitable for children, so I asked him to buy a few books to try."
The corner of Rong Shu's mouth twitched, "Please, even if we need prenatal education, we have to wait until the baby can move. It's so early now."
She was a little dumbfounded, "Besides, the baby won't understand what you're saying, and fairy tales are generally liked by four or five-year-old children. How do you know that babies like to listen to them?"
"I don't know, so I gave it a try." Fu Jingting also touched her belly with his big hand, "And our baby must be a genius. Even if he is still young, he can definitely understand it."
Seeing the determined expression on the man's face, Rong Shu raised her forehead in a funny way, "Okay, then you tell me, and the kid's mother will also listen."
"Okay." Fu Jingting nodded in agreement, then turned to the first page and started talking, "Snow White..."
The rhythm of his story-telling is very good, just right, and his words are clear and smooth, which makes it very comfortable to listen to.
Rong Shu couldn't help but close her eyes.
However, the next second, the man suddenly stopped reading.
She opened her eyes suspiciously, and saw the man frowning tightly, staring at the book in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
"What's wrong?" Rong Shu asked puzzledly.
The man turned back a few pages of the book in his hand, his handsome face darkened, "This book is not good."
"Why not?" she asked puzzledly.
Fu Jingting said with great disgust on his handsome face: "This is obviously a fairy tale, but the queen is jealous of her stepdaughter and wants to kill her stepdaughter and dig out her heart and liver. Is this still a fairy tale? Isn't it a dark murder novel?
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"Ah, this..." Rong Shu's mouth twitched, never expecting that the reason mentioned by the man was such a reason.
But listening to what he said, it seemed like this fairy tale was a bit dark.
Fu Jingting flipped through the content at the back and said: "There is also a post saying that the queen couldn't kill her stepdaughter, so she poisoned her stepdaughter with a poisonous apple. How could such a snake-hearted behavior appear in a fairy tale and be shown to children?
Haven't they ever thought that when children are learning, aren't they afraid that they will imitate the above behaviors? Even if they don't imitate the above behaviors, aren't they afraid that they imitate the queen's vicious and jealous look?"
"This..." Rong Shu was speechless by what the man said.
It's really a bit inappropriate.
"There are other stories later. After the mother passed away, the father married his stepmother, then he put his biological daughter aside and reduced his biological daughter to a servant to serve their family. Is this also suitable for a child? Aren't you afraid that those things are also there?
Is the stepmother’s child afraid? In other words, the stepmother was originally good to the child, but after the child saw this, he suddenly became hostile to the stepmother, so can the stepmother continue to be good to that child in the future?”
Looking at the man who kept finding fault with fairy tales, Rong Shu shook her head in amusement, "Husband, are you thinking too much?"
"No." Fu Jingting replied seriously: "If this story doesn't work, it just won't work. In addition to promoting these bad things, the rest is all about promoting love and love. Can children watch this? What if they
What should I do if I fall in love at a young age?"
When he thought about the possibility that Rong Shu had a daughter in her belly, Fu Jingting could not accept that his daughter was abducted by other brats at a young age.
That way, he will go crazy.
Snapped!
Fu Jingting closed the fairy tale in his hand expressionlessly and threw it aside, "I can't tell this story anymore, so as not to spoil our children. I'll buy some other story books tomorrow. It's best not to have these inexplicable evil deeds and love."
, these are not suitable for children.”
Rong Shu smiled again, "That line, since it's not suitable, then I won't read it, so as not to make myself angry."
"Well, stop reading and go to sleep." Fu Jingting lay down and put his arms around her waist.
Rong Shu leaned against him, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.
Pregnant women are already sleepy, but Feng’s mother also said that after a while, she will sleep more.
Listening to the gentle sleeping breathing of the woman in his arms, Fu Jingting's brows and eyes were so gentle that he seemed to be drowning.
He lowered his head, kissed her red lips, then turned off the light and whispered: "Good night."
He held her in his arms and fell asleep himself.
The next day, when Fu Jingting woke up, Rong Shu was still sleeping.
He didn't wake her up, got out of bed gently, ate the breakfast prepared by Feng's mother, said hello to Feng's mother again, and left the hospital.
In the parking lot, Assistant Zhang saw him coming and quickly put out the cigarette in his hand, "Mr. Fu."
Fu Jingting smelled the smell of cigarette smoke and frowned, "Don't smoke in front of me in the future. If the smell of cigarette smoke gets on me, do I have to take it back for my wife to smell?"
Assistant Zhang touched his nose knowing that he was wrong, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I didn't consider this for a while."
"What's wrong?" Fu Jingting looked at him and asked, "You have never smoked in front of me before. Are you in a bad mood?"
