As I walked home, my thoughts raced.

I have always believed that there are three times when people's minds are the most rational and stable, and the things that can be thought about are also the most far-reaching. One is when you are walking quietly on the road alone or sitting in the car watching the scenery slowly retreating from the side of the road, one is when you stare at the dark ceiling before going to bed, and the other is when you are alone listening to a song.

Basically, at this time, people's minds are very active, and they can think of a lot of problems and think deeply.

And on the way back, the heat on my face blown by the night wind turned into a little cold, and my mood gradually calmed down.

When my mind was calm, I began to think about the future.

What should I do with this baby girl and bring her home is an established fact, and it is impossible to change. Then there are only two possibilities left, one is to give her away, whether it is to send her to an orphanage or to her parents, and the other is to raise her yourself. But the second possibility is that there are too many problems, not to mention that my country's law has a provision that the age gap between the two parties to the opposite sex adopts abandoned babies is more than 40 years, and other factors alone will cause headaches, such as my time and financial resources, and then there is the possibility of concealing my father, as well as the world's eyes and my ability.

In terms of time, as a high school student, it is absolutely impossible for me to be distracted to take care of a baby girl.

In terms of money, I also calculated, I have lived for 16 years, not counting the property that my father may inherit for me in the future, just my own savings, counting pocket money and some previous New Year's money, it is probably only more than 8,500. I'm afraid I can't afford to raise a child unless I find a job on my own, but I'm still underage, and I haven't even graduated from high school, so it's impossible to have an income at all, unless I ask my dad for money, but once or twice maybe, but if I have more, my dad will definitely doubt me, and I'm afraid I'll have to leak at that time.

Then there's the ability, and now I'm very skeptical about my ability to take care of the baby on my own.

And then my dad, if he knew everything I did...... I can't even think about it.

No matter how you look at it, it seems impossible for me to raise this actress with possibility.

Possibility...... It's sour 10 million times, and it's also 0.

Are you sure?

Thinking about it, my heart was getting heavier and heavier, but it was almost home at this time, and I looked at my watch, and it was just over 7 o'clock for 2 minutes.

As soon as I walked into the house, I heard a baby crying at the staircase on the first floor.

I quickened my pace and ran to the third floor, which was the floor where my bedroom was located.

After rushing into the room, the baby's crying was even more deafening, and I quickly lifted the blanket from the baby girl to see how she was doing.

It's just okay not to look at it, but it scares me out of the sky when I see it.

I saw that the surface of the baby's originally fair and tender skin actually grew red and purple marks one after another at this moment. Hands, arms, neck, body, feet, and even ...... All of them were full of dazzling redness and swelling!

Looking at the redness and swelling on the baby girl's body, I stood on the spot. I have never seen such a horrible scene in my life, I was really overwhelmed at that moment, but the next moment I realized that it was caused by the electric blanket, and hurriedly stepped forward to unplug the electric blanket, so that Hou hurriedly took the baby girl out of bed and put it on the pillow.

The baby girl was still crying, and I was also frightened, looking at the red strips on the baby girl's body, my whole heart hung in the air.

Damn, what should I do? Will something happen to the baby girl? I can't afford to pay for it.

I looked at the red patches on the baby girl's body with some alarm, and saw that the red patches looked a bit like herpes, made up of tiny red patches that looked like charcoal black on pencil paper.

The first thought that came to my mind when I looked at the red patches was that I should take her to the doctor immediately.

But the thought of going to the doctor made me hesitate.

When a high school student goes to a diagnosis with a baby girl in her arms, how will the doctors and patients in the hospital look at me?

After much hesitation, I still couldn't muster up the courage, but I just planned to wait and see if the plaques would go away on their own. According to my guess, these patches should be due to the electric blanket, and the baby's skin is very tender and brittle, and the slightest irritation may cause allergies. I felt a little relieved at this thought, and then I turned around and went to the bathroom to get a clean towel, damp it slightly, and dipped it in the toilet water in the bedroom, and came back to wipe it on the baby's face.

Actually, I don't know if the toilet water has any effect, but I just know from my past experience that the toilet water is very cool when rubbed on the body, and maybe it can cool down.

I just had the mentality of giving it a try, and then I used a white towel dipped in flower water to wipe the baby's face, neck, arms, thighs and calves.

The baby girl was still crying, but after I wiped it for a long time, her crying gradually stopped, and she seemed to be asleep, and her little tender nose whirred out, which was very cute.

Seeing the baby girl sleeping, I also wiped a handful of sweat, at that time I thought the baby girl was dead for a short moment, and I was relieved to see her snorting.

After the baby girl stopped crying, my room was quiet again, and this scene was in stark contrast to the commotion just now, which made me a little uncomfortable.

Then I thought about the milk powder I had just bought, and that this baby girl should have been hungry for a while, so I planned to make some milk powder to feed her first, and then talk about the rest.

According to the instructions on the milk powder bag, 30 ml of water is added to a spoonful of milk powder, and the bottle I bought is 120 ml, so I added 4 full spoons of milk powder to the bottle as standard, and then put the bottle under the taxable base tap to connect with hot water.

Watching the bottle gradually fill up, I was a little distracted, and when the bottle was almost full, I suddenly realized that the water in the bottle was too hot and the baby girl would definitely be hot, so I hurriedly added some cold water to cool down.

After the bottle was completely filled, I covered the nipple and swung it casually, shook the milk powder evenly, and slowly walked to the baby girl lying on the bed.

Rub, this is the first time in Lao Tzu's life to breastfeed.

I was actually quite emotional.

Remembering the images I had seen in public of women feeding their babies with bottles, I first shook the sleeping baby girl, and the apostle woke her up.

Who knew that when I shook it like this, this guy didn't react. I shook it again, still asleep. It seems that babies are not usually awakened when they are sleeping. At that time, I had no idea that newborn babies were basically asleep for at least 20 hours a day, 24 hours a day, and they could not be easily woken up at all.

It's just that at that time, under my insistence and noise, the baby actually woke me up. Although I didn't open my eyes, when the baby girl was woken up by me, she coughed, and then she started crying, and the sound was so amazing how amazing it was.

I was surprised and delighted to see that I finally woke her up, and hurriedly stuffed the pacifier tape into her mouth.

"Holy!"

The situation was beyond my expectations, because the baby girl was just crying, I stuffed the bottle into her mouth like this, and actually choked her, the result can be imagined, only to hear a "plop" sound, a large mouthful of milk choked out of the baby girl's mouth, and there was a sticky white everywhere on the side of the mouth and neck of the stream.

My eyes widened.

What a failure I am.

At that moment, I understood why women had to shake their babies before feeding, and soothe them first.

When I saw the baby girl's mouth full of milk, I also regretted why I didn't think of spreading a few tissues around my neck before feeding. It seems that I am just a layman after all, and I am still a man with five big and three thick inside, and it is really impractical to do delicate work such as breastfeeding that can only be done by women.

The baby girl choked for a while before she recovered, and continued to cry again, crying intermittently, while I took a few napkins and wiped the milk off her face and neck.

I was helpless to see the baby girl crying, so I had no choice but to pick up the baby like a woman and shake it from side to side in my arms.

It's just that the more I shake, the more I feel that the posture of holding the baby is wrong, stiff to death, and the range and angle of action are all wrong, it feels like masturbation, the rhythm is there, but the feel is too soft, very similar to the feeling of a tumbler being punched.

Nima's, I've really become a daddy. I was in my heart.

Although the movement was so stiff that it was unbearable, it still seemed to have some effect, and the baby girl's crying stopped under my shaking, so I immediately seized the opportunity to pick up the bottle and carefully stuff it into her mouth, and then pressed my right hand against the bottom of the bottle, so that the bottle was at an angle of about 60 degrees.

How do I know that my bottle just pressed against the baby girl's small mouth, her little mouth just cooed, chirped and sucked, this action seems to be completely instinctive, I have long heard that the little kitten can rely on instinct to find ** sucking milk when the eyes are not open, and now it seems that people are the same, and the shape of the pacifier is similar to the human **, so as soon as the pacifier enters the baby's mouth, it stimulates her instinct to let her suck. And looking at how hard she worked, it seemed that she had already been hungry.

However, because the baby girl's mouth is very small, it is naturally impossible to drink as much as I usually drink when sucking, although the baby girl drinks very hard, but the amount of drink is not much, and the milk in the bottle is only one-third less in half a day.

The whole process took me about 4 or 5 minutes, and after the milk in the bottle was less than half of it, the baby girl didn't move anymore as if she was asleep, and her little nose was exhaling, how she looked like she was asleep.

I wanted to pull out the pacifier when I saw this, but just as I was about to pull it out, the baby girl seemed to wake up again and start sucking again. And when I saw this, I had to continue to drag the bottle for her to suck.

I'll you, how much do you want to drink?

This time she drank almost a quarter of it and then fell asleep again. It's just that just when I thought she was really asleep and was about to stop, she started sucking again.

Looking at this greedy little guy, I also smiled helplessly. But the next moment, the words "sperm-sucking girl" flashed in my gloomy brain.

Damn, how could you think of this.