Wang Bao himself has written songs before, but that's really the case. There is definitely no brilliance in the brilliant, anyway, there is no sensation when it is sung, it can only be said that it can barely be heard.

But now he wants to challenge, as the saying goes, if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you can't make poems and chant them. This is almost the case with Wang Bao now, he has participated in the production of songs too many times, and he has also consciously learned to compose and write lyrics in the past two years.

"I haven't written this kind of song, I don't know if I can write it well, but I will write it with my heart, because this is my first gift to my child!" Wang Bao didn't dare to say death, nor did he say that it was a gift for his son, because this song was still a gift for his daughter.

"Well, no matter what, this is your gift and emotion as a father, so we can not post this song, but we must write it!" Zhang Zichen also knew that this kind of song might not be able to be sung, so he didn't force Wang Bao to write a song with strong circulation.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll write it when I have an idea. "Writing songs is not like eating and, as long as you think about it, there will always be a little.

Writing a song requires inspiration, and maybe it's just an occasional opportunity to write a good song in one go.

The two were not discussing this matter, Wang Bao talked to Zhang Zichen again, and then let Zhang Zichen lie down and rest. As a mother, it is very hard to breastfeed.

The first is that small babies should be fed at least two hours a day, day or night. Secondly, when the mother sits up to feed, she will be left with back pain, so she should pay great attention to it. At night, even if there is air conditioning and heating in the room, and the seal is good, there will still be imperceptible winds. In this way, it is possible to leave the root of the disease to the mother, and if you don't get it right, you will have to take it for a lifetime.

Of course, Wang Bao and they definitely didn't say anything about the hardware conditions, so the rest is the software support, that is, the work of taking care of people.

Although there is a special person to take care of the confinement sister-in-law, Wang Bao is still very concerned, he can't help when he gives birth, and he has to do a little more and do a little better to take care of his wife after giving birth.

After Zhang Zichen fell asleep, Wang Bao looked at his son again, the young man slept soundly, so he didn't have to worry about it at all. So he took this time to go to the doctor's office and ask Zhang Zichen about his recovery.

Half an hour later, Wang Bao came out of the doctor's office, turned around to the door and said, "Thank you, Dr. Zhu, I know, I'll stew some bone broth when I go back." You stay, I'm sorry for you!"

The doctor, who thought that a middle-aged woman looked, nodded to Wang Bao with a smile, and then closed the door gently after Wang Bao left.

It turned out that Wang Bao asked Dr. Zhu and learned that Zhang Zichen was recovering well. Since it was a natural birth, the recovery was much faster than that of a caesarean section. But Zhang Zichen may exercise less, and he eats a little bit during pregnancy, and he is a little deficient in calcium. If the mother is deficient in calcium, the child will also be deficient in calcium when he eats breast milk, and his body will not be so tough, and he will grow a little slower.

Although these effects were not great, Wang Bao still consulted, and Dr. Zhu's advice was not to take medicine, but to stew some big bone broth to drink. This is not only not medicated, but also can help the mother to breastfeed while supplementing calcium.

Stew, Wang Bao is a professional, so he didn't say a word, and went back to the ward. Then I found Sister-in-law Jin and explained to her, so I didn't wake up Zhang Zichen, and went home to buy big bone stew.

There are many ways to make big bone broth, but considering that Zhang Zichen is a pregnant woman, Wang Bao made the simplest radish stick bone broth.

There are two big bones of pork sticks, and there should be a little bone meat, and the meat should not be too much, otherwise the bones will not be stewed thoroughly. First clean it, then use a machete to smash the stick bone to expose the bone marrow.

Then put water in the pot, put water over the bones at one time, and bring to a boil over high heat. Wait until the foam is skimmed off, simmer again, add the chopped white radish cubes for two hours, and then add a small amount of salt.

Because mothers can't eat spicy things such as onions, ginger and garlic, otherwise they will return to milk, so they don't put seasonings and spices. And it is better for the mother to have less salt, so the salt cannot be multifaceted.

However, in order to avoid that the bone broth has no taste and is too bland to taste, you can hang some thicker broth and put it in it to act as an MSG.

Of course, if you like kelp, you can also add some kelp, which can also play a seasoning role.

While waiting for the stew, Wang Bao pondered the song he wanted to write for the child. To be honest, he had no clue at all, and could only recall and slowly hum similar songs from his past life that he knew and remembered.

"My dear darling, I will go over the mountains to find the missing sun, to find the missing moon......"

“…… Honey, you will always be Daddy's baby. Kiss your cheek and let you sleep peacefully......"

“……”

……

Slowly, Wang Bao felt his feelings coming, he couldn't wait to pick up the pen and paper, and began to try to write lyrics and hum melodies.

Generally, when writing songs, you compose the music first, and then fill in the lyrics according to the song, so there is a lyricist.

But Wang Bao's method of writing songs is different from others, he decided that the lyrics can clearly express his feelings, and then the feelings are in place, and they can naturally be transformed into melodies. So he wrote the lyrics and hummed the tunes.

"You are a gift from God, people say that two people are destined to meet in the ninth reincarnation

So as your father, did I go through a thousand times to meet you in this life?

My darling, the moment you were born, Daddy felt like the world was lit up

For the sake of this light, I am willing to be your guardian for the rest of your life!

Protect your first rollover

Guardian you will climb for the first time

Guarding the first time you call your parents

Protect you until you grow up

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

You are a gift from God, as a father, and I am a little afraid that you will grow up

Because when you grow up, I start to grow old until you have a doll too

My baby, the moment you were born, Daddy felt the world warm

For the sake of temperature, I am willing to be your guardian for the rest of your life!

Protect your first adulthood

Protect your first time at school

Protect the first time you love her

Protect you until you get married

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

……”

Coherent!

After Wang Bao finished writing, he felt that his face was wet, and it turned out that he thought of his father. That stubborn old man didn't see himself getting married and having children, nor did he see what he was like now. But his love for himself, now that he thinks about it, feels very great!

People always say that if you don't raise children, you don't know the kindness of your parents, and Wang Bao really understands the meaning of this sentence now.

Now that he has a son and a daughter, he realizes how much his parents love him when he pours out his love for them. It's just that he couldn't feel it at that time, and when he remembered that he wanted to cherish this love, his parents were gone.

Each of us should cherish our parents and relatives who are still by our side, don't wait for their relatives to pass away, regret it!

Parents are the greatest people to their children! They love their children selflessly, and in order to protect them from growing up, even if they are weak, they must support their bodies, support their arms, and give their children a pure sky!

(End of chapter)