"Grandma, this is my own idea. Don't blame my mother. Jun Bo and I will also have children in the future. It's just right to have a little baby now to gain some experience in raising babies. When the police find out his identity and find him
His family will naturally return him to his family."
Mu Qing held back her anger so she didn't lash out at her grandma. She held the little guy close to her side and said, "Grandma, look at how cute he is."
"Grandma, I'm raising him temporarily because I think he has the same fate as me. I was also picked up by a bad guy and thrown on the roadside. Fortunately, my dad picked me up. Otherwise, how could grandma see me again? I'm like this
It’s also a good relationship.”
The old lady looked at Xiao Longting. The child was plump and had excellent facial features. He was just a little fat. A little thinner would make him look even better.
The little guy suddenly smiled at her.
old lady:"……"
Mu Qing had already said that Long Ting was who she was back then, and that she was raising Long Ting now to build good relationships and accumulate virtue. No matter how her elders tried to persuade her, she insisted on raising Long Ting, so everyone had no choice but to give up.
In this way, Long Ting temporarily stayed in the Lan family manor and was raised by Mu Qing and his wife.
That night, when Mu Qing was learning to help a little baby take a bath, she accidentally discovered that Long Ting had a dragon totem tattooed on his back.
Who tattooed the dragon totem on the back of such a young child?
Mu Qing gently touched the dragon totem, and Long Ting immediately turned around and sat up, not letting Mu Qing touch it. Maybe it was because the pain when he was forced to get the tattoo was too unforgettable, and the little guy didn't like having his back touched anymore.
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"Jun Bo, what do you think Long Ting's identity is? Someone got a dragon totem tattooed on his back at such a young age. Could this be a symbol of his family?"
"His background is probably not very simple. Let's wait for the police screening results."
Ye Junbo gently pinched the little thing's fleshy face and said, "The water is ready, can you help him bathe? Otherwise, I will do it."
"Speaking as if you have experience."
Ye Junbo smiled and hugged the boy and said, "I have no experience, but I can learn. I have accumulated experience in raising babies. If we have another baby, I will raise it, so you won't be too tired."
He was preparing to gain experience in being a baby daddy from raising Long Ting.
"Let's go, let's take a shower."
Ye Junbo carried the little guy into the bathroom.
With more contact, the little guy no longer resists Ye Junbo's closeness.
Long Ting took a bath peacefully, but he refused to wash his hair. I helped him wash his hair and cried like a butchered pig.
It was a pity that he was weak and had little strength, so Ye Junbo forcefully washed his hair.
"This kid's hair is a bit long. Let's take him to get a haircut tomorrow and shave his head. Anyway, he refuses to wash his hair. If he shaves his head, just wipe it with a towel and it will be fine."
Mu Qing brought some small clothes. They were not new ones. Her mother rummaged through the cabinets and found Lan Zheng's childhood clothes and put them on Long Ting.
The couple were both novices, so it was easy to help the child undress. But when it came to putting on clothes, the couple seemed clumsy. Besides, Long Ting was still restless while lying on the bed, turning over constantly, or crawling on the bed naked.
Climbing around.
Every time Ye Junbo grabbed his little feet and dragged them out, he would quickly turn over and crawl in.
After struggling for a while, the couple finally helped the boy put on his clothes.
"I'm going to make milk powder."
Mu Qing felt that the child looked really cute, but felt scary while carrying it around.
She quickly went to prepare milk powder and left Long Ting in Ye Junbo's care.
The little guy fell asleep quickly after drinking the milk powder.
However, he needs to be held in his arms before he sleeps, and can only be put back on the bed when he falls asleep.
"Husband, let's have a baby in the future."
Looking at the sleeping little guy, Mu Qing said with emotion, "Bringing up a baby is so tiring."
Ye Junbo hugged her and said, "Let me toss you from now on."
He hugged her and fell on the bed, his voice hoarse: "Wife, let's make a baby."
"Didn't you say you won't have children for the time being?"
"I don't have to have children for the time being, but I really like the process of making babies."
Mu Qing: "..."
After a storm, Mu Qing fell asleep.
Ye Junbo waited for her to fall asleep, and then he stood up gently. He saw Long Ting kicking off the quilt, and his hand was still being pressed by Mu Qing. Neither one nor the other knew that the two of them were sleeping more deeply than a pig.
He laughed, covered Long Ting with the quilt, and gently pulled Long Ting's little hands out from under Mu Qing's body. For someone who has never been a mother, she is not used to sleeping with a little one all of a sudden.
I also forget that there is a little guy next to me.
Ye Junbo thought about buying a crib tomorrow and letting Long Ting sleep in the crib to avoid being crushed by him and Mu Qing.
I heard that some new parents rolled over at night and crushed their children to death.
"Qingqing, you go to bed first, I'll go out and do something."
Ye Junbo whispered something into Mu Qing's ear, pressed a kiss on her forehead, covered her with the quilt, and slipped out of the room quietly.
As soon as I left the room, I saw my dear uncle standing not far away, smoking a cigarette.
When he saw him coming out, the way his uncle looked at him felt very familiar to Ye Junbo. When he and Qingqing became a real couple, Mu Zhiyuan looked at him with this look.
He and Mu Qing were both an old couple, so it was normal for them to be intimate.
Thinking like this, Ye Junbo straightened his waist, walked up to Lan Zheng as if nothing had happened, and said in a low voice: "Smoking less in the future, we have children at home."
"The child was not born to Qingqing."
Lan Zheng muttered, "If Long Ting were your and Qingqing's child, let alone not being able to smoke at home, even if I can't play with my mobile phone at home, I can do it."
Nowadays, in an era where everyone has a mobile phone, very few people can have a mobile phone in their hand and not play with it.
"When are you and Qingqing going to have a baby? I have long wanted to be an uncle. I used to think that you could give me a niece, but now I have changed my mind and give me a nephew. You have pigs around you.
Who knows if I will give my niece the cabbage in the future, or give birth to a nephew."
Ye Junbo: "...Brother, you are really thinking long term. Once Long Ting's family is found, he will return to them."
"Qingqing and I also want to live together for two years and not be in a hurry to have children. If you like children, you can get married early and have as many children as you want."
"Other people's children are fun. When you are in a good mood, you can play with them and have fun. If they make you cry, I can pat them on the butt and leave. But if it is my own child, I have to comfort them if they cry."
Lan Zheng put out his cigarette and said in a low voice, "Let's go, Dad is waiting for us in the study."
Ye Junbo looked defensively at the room where the old couple lived.
Lan Zheng also took a look and said calmly: "I put a small amount of sleeping pills into the milk they drank before going to bed to keep them asleep until dawn."