"Yiping, look, the baby's eyes are open!" Huang Jingping suddenly shouted.

"Really?" Feng Yiping ran over to take a look, and sure enough, the little guy finally opened his eyes, he looked good, he should be bigger than his own, and he was turning horizontally at this time.

The first word you can think of when you see those eyes is pure! Incomparably pure, not stained with a trace of dust, just like the blue in the sky far away on the plateau.

"I wonder how far she can see now?" Feng Yiping kissed her little face, which was already a little stretched, "I'm your father,"

How could she see it so closely.

Huang Jingping didn't pay attention to this, "It's a single eyelid," she was a little disappointed, and then immediately shouted, "No, it's a double eyelid, at least an inner double, you see,"

Indeed, "Also, her eyelashes are so long," Feng Yiping also said with a little envy.

The little one seemed to have better hearing than eyesight now, and as the two of them spoke, she struggled to roll her eyes, and she didn't know what her parents looked like in her eyes now.

"Come, baby, follow me," the child's imitation ability is the strongest, Feng Yiping lowered his head, first opened his mouth several times, but there was no response, he stretched out his tongue a few times, well, this time there was a reaction, the little guy's mouth was flattened, as if he was going to cry.

Feng Yiping slapped him, "Look at you, scare her!"

"Wait," Feng Yiping ran to the pile of gifts, put together a long red building block, and dangled it in front of his eyes, sure enough, she was much more sensitive to this, and her eyes would follow in a small range.

Just this small reaction also made the two of them happy for a long time.

"Better than your skin," Feng Yiping reached out and touched her little face. Anyway, now she can only touch her brain and face, and her little hands and feet are now wrapped.

To wrap or not to wrap, when Feng Yiping was a child, this was not a problem, because everyone would be wrapped. Later, the opposition gradually increased.

Those who oppose it believe that the purpose of doing so is wishful thinking to correct or avoid the child's looped legs, which is an unreasonable old habit of the older generation, which has no effect at all, and will affect the child's development.

Those who agree believe that newborns have a response called the "hug reflex" and that they will be heard from the outside world for a number of reasons. Or it is a spasm of the body, etc., which leads to two hands in the air to grasp and dance, and then wake himself up, thus affecting his sleep.

For newborns, adequate sleep is a guarantee for their healthy development.

It is also said that when the child is in the mother's womb, it is wrapped, and it is wrapped when it is born. It will give him a sense of security.

Feng Yiping agreed with the wrapping, but his main reason was. The little guy will be too soft, and the skin is very delicate, very difficult to hold, even if you have been careful, it is still easy to leave a red mark on her body that makes you look at the heartache.

Fortunately, Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping grew up in a similar environment when they were children, otherwise they would quarrel over this issue.

"Touch her more. Talk to her more and let her get familiar with us," Feng Yiping patted lightly outside the quilt.

"How do you know better than me?" Huang Jingping sang a lullaby softly, and the well-fed little guy slowly closed his eyes, these days. She can sleep up to 20 hours a day.

"By the way, there is one thing I forgot, I remember that in my hometown, after the child was born, he would give him a little coptis chinensis, why don't you go to the city again?"

In this hospital, because of her classes, Huang Jingping is very familiar with Western-style parenting methods, but she really doesn't have a comprehensive understanding of some practices in her hometown.

"That's really not necessary," Feng Yiping said with a smile, "That's mainly for the treatment and prevention of jaundice, you look at her, it's fine, there are no symptoms of jaundice,"

In fact, there is also a moral for the hometown to do that, that is, let these little guys who are not too conscious now, and are more dependent on instinct, taste what is bitter, and then be grateful and cherish what is not bitter.

Feng Yiping was very skeptical that this would have any effect, and it would be better to wait for this education later.

Then he felt that it was really necessary for her to know what bitter things were, because after tasting her mother's milk, she would never drink the milk powder she liked to drink yesterday.

But her mother's system had just been put into use, and the production capacity of the meeting was not very stable, so she went up and sucked it for a long time, only tasted a few drops, and immediately cried.

Feng Yiping soaked several kinds of milk powder brought, she only tasted one bite of each, and then refused to take a second bite, you fed it hard, she didn't swallow it, and choked until she cried, "What should I do?" Huang Jingping looked at her crying daughter, a little helpless, and looked like she wanted to cry.

"I'm afraid I'm not particularly hungry," Feng Yiping hugged the child and circled around the room, "I'll feed her some water or sugar water later, don't be nervous, the more nervous you are, the less likely it is to have milk,"

The little guy's temper is really not very good, Feng Yiping carried her from the inside to the outside, seven or eight minutes passed, she was still sobbing, and finally attracted the nurses over, not to mention, professional is professional, or she has held many children, the little guy can feel it, she hugged and comforted a few times, and the little guy quickly quieted down.

"Actually, from now on, we have to try to establish a rule that she can't feed when she cries, and it's best to feed every two to three hours at regular intervals," the nurse told them.

"But what if she keeps crying like this?"

"Then let her cry, let her realize that crying doesn't work, she won't make trouble, so you will save a lot of trouble in the future,"

"Huh?" Huang Jingping screamed, and then immediately covered her mouth.

This kind of treatment, Feng Yiping, who used to be a father, can't accept it, such a pink little guy, sometimes crying so much that he can't breathe, ignore it?

Girls, they all say that they want to be rich, so when they are young, let's be accommodating.

However, on the whole, the little one was still relatively well-behaved, and then, the supply from the mother returned to normal, and after she was full, she slept soundly and did not cry for no reason.

She basically can't move anything now, turning her neck, it has to be two or three months, and as for turning over, it is even later, so what it looks like to put her on the cot, she has always been like this, at most she just moves her mouth.

Huang Jingping touched the thin membrane of her fontanelle, "What a weak little guy,"

The little guy seemed to have encountered something difficult in a dream, the corners of his eyes and mouth drooped, and he showed an expression that looked like crying and laughing, but in less than a second, he stretched out again, and after a while, like this, Huang Jingping couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong with her? Is she dreaming?"

"Yes, it's just dreaming, and you'll often hear her laughing in your dreams in the future,"

"But she's not going to laugh yet,"

"How can anyone laugh so quickly, it's normal to laugh within one or two days," said Feng Yiping, a person who came over.

But this little guy seems to be against her!

On the fourth day, when they were discharged from the hospital, Huang Jingping hugged the little guy wrapped in a thin quilt, surrounded by doctors and nurses, just walked out of the hospital gate, and before she got into the car, she suddenly shouted, "Yiping, look, she smiled!"

Feng Yiping ran over to take a look, and sure enough, the little guy grinned silently, looking straight at her mother, that smile was very beautiful, like an epiphany blooming, that smile was very sweet, so sweet that it was ...... people's hearts.

"Congratulations," said the old professor who hadn't gone back yet, "the sooner the child laughs, the smarter he is, it seems that this must be a smart child."

"Thank you!" they love to hear, if they were in China, they would have to hand over another red envelope, but now they have saved this expense, "Come, baby, laugh again," (to be continued.) )