Han Xin looked for an opportunity to talk to her daughter.
"Yunyun." She wanted to speak but stopped.
Song Yunyun said, "Mom, what do you have to say, just say it."
Han Xin was so hesitant, mainly because she was taking care of Song Yunyun's emotions, afraid of hurting her self-esteem.
"Although it's a bit late to hold a wedding now, you have to prepare."
Song Yunyun played with her eldest son while replying, "Didn't Jiang Yaojing say he will deal with it? I don't need to do anything."
Han Xin had no choice but to say directly, "You always have to be a beautiful bride, right? It's okay if you go out to cover it up, but it's going to take a long time in the future."
Song Yunyun reached out and touched the scar on her face, and her eyes drooped.
Han Xin continued, "Although Jiang Yaojing doesn't dislike you now, it's not good-looking at all."
"If he is a fickle person, ruthless and unrighteous person, even if I am a beautiful fairy, he will still be tired of that day."
Han Xin held his daughter's hand, "You are right, appearance doesn't matter. Will you work or at home in the future? If you are at home, then nothing is wrong. If you are at work, it's not good to carry such scars."
Song Yunyun heard this and left in his heart.
Although she has two children now and is still young, with Han Xin and Wu Ma around, she doesn't want to give up her career.
"I'll go to the hospital tomorrow."
Han Xin nodded, "I'm for your own good, too."
Song Yunyun said, "I know."
Of course she understood her mother's painstaking efforts.
“Wow…wow…”
The little baby on the bed suddenly started to cry.
Song Yunyun put down his eldest son and went to hug his younger son.
It turns out that I will cry only after I get tired.
Han Xin went to pick up hot water.
Song Yunyun took off the cotton diapers, put them aside, and gently washed the child's butt. When he felt comfortable, he stopped crying.
After packing up, Han Xin went to wash the diapers and Song Yunyun soaked the milk powder.
Taking advantage of this skill, the young man cried again.
Song Yunyun turned around with the bottle and saw Shuangshuang bit her little feet.
Song Yunyun picked up her son to coax her. She looked at her eldest son, "How can she bite her younger brother?"
Shuangshuang said, "He doesn't wear socks."
Forehead?
Song Yunyun didn't understand.
After his eyes fell, he saw his son's little feet, one with socks and one without.
"He always acted." Shuangshuang said softly.
Song Yunyun understood and asked, "Do you want to wear socks for your younger brother?"
Both nodded like pounding garlic.
"My little brother is still young, and he doesn't know anything."
Both blinked their eyes in a vague way.
Song Yunyun touched the top of his head, "From the future, my little brother will let you protect you."
Shuangshuang grinned, "Little brother."
Song Yunyun picked up his eldest son, asked him to sit on his other lap, and gave him the bottle, "Can you feed your brother?"
Shuangshuang finds it fun and happy.
He held the bottle in both hands and fed his younger brother.
The baby's milk powder went to bed before he finished eating it.
Some are left.
Song Yunyun wanted to let go, and both took it and drank it.
Shuangshuang also ate milk powder when she was a child.
So I like this taste.
Song Yunyun put down his sleeping youngest son and picked up his eldest son.
She did not breastfeed these two children and suffered when she was a child.
Thinking about it, I feel so indebted!
"Mom." Shuangshuang asked her obediently, "You gave birth to my brother."
Song Yunyun replied yes, but he was wondering why he suddenly asked this question.
"Why did Shuangshuang suddenly ask this?"
Shuangshuang turned the elf's eyes, "Grandma told me, he said that my brother and I both crawled out of my mother's belly."
Song Yunyun, “…”
...
At night, 8:30.
After Song Yunyun took a shower, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at the scars on her neck.
When she heard the door ringing, she sorted out the collar and turned around!