Lin Zijin gritted her teeth, and she could feel the stitches passing through the flesh and pulling them together.

"Director, don't laugh, that place doesn't need to look good, you hurry up and sew it for me, I hurt." ”

"That's not right, who said that this place shouldn't be good-looking, and it has other uses after giving birth!" The director spoke, but under his hand was threading the needle and sewing quickly: "Sew it smoothly, it will look good and be easy to use in the future, otherwise you will be very idle, and you will come to sew it for you in person, isn't it because you are a military family, and you suffer more than others." ”

Woo woo, dirty, the director is dirty!

The director of obstetrics, who was nearly half a hundred years old, drove the car unexpectedly, and it was all for her good, Lin Zijin could only smile bitterly.

After giving birth, she had to stay in the hospital for a few days as usual, and in view of Jing Jian's failure to come back, he was worried that Zheng Guihua would not be able to take care of her, so Cheng Xincai proposed to let Cheng Jing take a few days off to help Zheng Guihua take care of Lin Zijin.

I can't tell why, Zheng Guihua is actually a little stunned in her heart.

The daughter's cheap sister-in-law seems to be very polite, but there always seems to be something hidden under that politeness, and her eyes are always inexplicably cold and defensive.

She didn't want Cheng Jing to stay - staying might not help much, but it made her very awkward, she couldn't let go of anything she did, and she had to pay attention to Cheng Jing's attitude all the time.

But Zheng Guihua is not easy to refuse the kindness of others, after all, they want to help her take care of her daughter. Fortunately, Lin Zijin was happy and refused straightforwardly.

"It's enough to have my mother take care of me," Lin Zijin, who was pushed out by the nurse, said to Cheng Xincai and Cheng Jing: "It's not a caesarean section, and it's not troublesome to care, and my sister still has children at home, so I don't have to stay." ”

Cheng Jing breathed a sigh of relief, there was a lot of commotion in the maternity ward of the hospital, she couldn't eat or sleep well, and she actually didn't want to stay in the hospital to take care of Lin Zijin.

Cheng Jing said a few polite words, and Lin Zijin was resolute, so it was just right.

Fortunately, the next day, Jing Jian also returned.

Bearded, dusty, and sour with sweat on his body, Jing Jian was led by the nurse and swept into the ward like a gust of wind, looking at Lin Zijin, and then at the baby in the cot next to him, with a mixture of happiness and apology on his face.

"Doctor Lin, your family has come to see you," the little nurse said jokingly to Lin Zijin, and then turned to Jing Jian: "Comrade Jing, wash your hands before holding the child." ”

"Okay, okay. Jing Jian agreed, looked at Lin Zijin, then at the baby, and finally stopped at Lin Zijin.

The nurse knew the inside story, and she also felt sorry for the long-lost couple, so she left after saying a word.

Jing Jian didn't dare to get too close to the hospital bed, standing not far away and looking at Lin Zijin, his eyes were apologetic and distressed: "I'm sorry daughter-in-law, I'm late to come back." ”

Lin Zijin smiled, she didn't seem to be angry, but she broke her skills in a second: "Can you go take a shower and change your clothes first, you want to smoke me to death!"

Zheng Guihua happened to come in and was startled when she saw such a bearded man standing in the ward, and it took a few seconds to recognize it as Jing Jian.

Isn't it because her daughter gave birth to a daughter, she immediately blamed Lin Zijin: "Look at how you talk to Xiaojing, come and come to Xiaojing, sit down and drink saliva." ”

"Mom, I won't sit down, I just came back, come over to see Zijin and the child first, and then come back when I go home and change my clothes." ”

Jing Jian said, looking at his mother-in-law gratefully: "Mom, you've worked hard these days." ”

Zheng Guihua still felt that she didn't give birth to a son to Jing Jian, and her daughter was a little sorry for others, she waved her hands together: "It's not hard, it's not hard, it's right," Zheng Guihua was a little embarrassed, and said in the future: "Zijin gave birth to a daughter." ”

Jing Jian didn't realize what Zheng Guihua meant, so he replied casually: "My daughter is good, my daughter is good, as long as the mother and son are safe." ”

Zheng Guihua breathed a sigh of relief, carefully looked at her son-in-law's face, and made sure that he was not pretending, and put down most of the stone in her heart.

"Xiaojing, you don't want to go back and change your clothes, you can go, I'm here. By the way, you have the house key, right?"

Speaking of this, Jing Jian really hasn't, he has experienced too many hardships in the past few months, and his key has long been lost.

Getting the key from Zheng Guihua's hand, Jing Jian smiled apologetically at Lin Zijin, said I will come back to see you in a while, and left in a hurry.

As soon as he left, Zheng Guihua breathed a sigh of relief: "Oops, it seems that Xiaojing is not angry with you, thank God." ”

Lin Zijin knew Zheng Guihua's thoughts, and he didn't bother to change her mind, so he said: "It's okay Mom, if he dislikes me and my daughter, I will move out with my daughter, and whoever leaves will not survive." ”

"Phew, what nonsense, what is inseparable, you still have reason to give birth to a girl, hurry up and drink porridge, don't talk about those who have it or not. ”

Zheng Guihua snorted twice, put out the millet porridge and poached eggs, stirred them with brown sugar, sat on the edge of the bed, and fed Lin Zijin spoonful by spoonful.

Lin Zijin felt uncomfortable after taking two sips, so he reached out to serve the bowl: "Mom, don't feed it, I'll drink it myself." ”

"Don't dare!" Zheng Guihua pushed her hand away, and changed it to a soft voice as if she remembered something: "You can't carry heavy things in the confinement field, especially in the first week, if you carry heavy things, you will have a problem in the future, and your wrist hurts, and there will be times when you cry." ”

Lin Zijin couldn't cry or laugh, the bowl was actually not big, only half a bowl of porridge was held, and she didn't know if there was half a catty even if the bowl with porridge was added, so her mother was so mysterious that she was not allowed to serve it.

Also, her mother, who has always been hot and loud, why is it that her voice is so gentle, her teeth are sour when she hears it, and goosebumps stand all over her body.

"Mom, can you please not speak in this tone, I panicked. ”

Zheng Guihua glared, and then remembered something: "What do you know, my mother is also for your good, you can't talk too much during the confinement, you can't be too noisy, others can't talk to you loudly, otherwise your ears will be broken." ”

Well, Lin Zijin had to take Zheng Guihua's hand, and in her mother's rare soft voice, she finished half a bowl of porridge with goosebumps.

"Well, let's eat so much, you can't eat too much in one meal during the confinement, it will break your stomach. ”

Seeing that Lin Zijin was about to speak, Zheng Guihua hurriedly made a gesture: "Don't talk too much, it's not good for your voice, and your voice will be easy to get hoarse in the future." ”

"Don't sit all the time, it's not good for your waist......"

"Oops, how did you take the cotton out of your ears, beware of leaky air......"

"Can't brush your teeth......"

"Don't wash your face......"

"Don't comb your hair...... either"

"Just wipe your hands with a hot towel, but don't wash your hands. ”

"Hey, I'll put your socks on, I'm worried about my heel pain in the future......"

"Can't drink hot water......"

"Oh, you can't drink cold water......"

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, Lin Zijin is about to collapse: "Then what do I drink?"

"Don't talk loudly, beware of bad throats. Zheng Guihua said softly, and brought over half a jar of warm water: "I've already dried it for you." ”

Lin Zijin began to regret that Cheng Jing should have been left behind, at least Cheng Jing was younger and didn't pay so much attention.

When Jing Jian took a shower and changed his clothes, Lin Zijin was eating his third meal of the day.

"You can't drink too much, this half bowl is just right, drink the soup first and then eat the noodles, you can't eat the noodles first and then drink the soup. Zheng Guihua held half a bowl of rice and said softly.

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