"It's so early." Song Zhiwen, who was sleeping in the living room, woke up early in the morning to the sound of Yang Guoping, who was busy in the cubicle, and sat on the sofa sleepily and listlessly.

Yang Guo slept later than him yesterday, and actually got up earlier than him in the morning. He didn't know, in fact, Yang Guo got up in the middle of the night to get food for Qiqi, when he slept like a pig, and Yang Guo didn't wake him up lightly.

The energetic Yang Guo got up at five o'clock, and he went to a neighborhood park near the community to practice boxing for an hour, and then bought vegetables and breakfast before coming back. Usually, Yang Guo rarely makes breakfast by himself, and the market sells steamed buns, dim sum, soup, powder, fritters, etc., so he can only cook noodles by himself, and cooking porridge is more time-consuming.

Although it was said that the breakfast was bought, Qiqi's breakfast still had to be made by herself, and the sound of Yang Guo boiling water and scalding the bottle woke Song Zhiwen up.

"If you still want to sleep, go to my room and sleep." Yang Guo poked his head out of the compartment.

"Don't sleep!" Song Zhiwen stretched his waist, rolled up the towel and stood up from the sofa, like a glutinous rice roll, and muttered, "Is there anything delicious?" I'm dying of hunger. ”

Yang Guo said while making milk powder: "Preserved egg and lean pork porridge and fritters, as well as bean paste and custard buns, are all on the table, you can do it yourself." ”

Song Zhiwen's eyes lit up, there were fritters! He threw off the towel quilt, threw it casually and hurriedly rushed into the toilet to wash, and without looking at the towel quilt, half of it was thrown on the sofa, and half fell to the ground.

Yang Guo weighed the bag of milk powder, and felt that there were only about two days left, and it seemed that Qiqi had eaten a little too much! At that time, when he was in the hospital, a meal of two spoonfuls of milk powder, as a result, Qiqi was hungrier than other babies, and Yang Guo later asked the nurse for permission to add half a spoonful.

Qiqi eats so much, I don't know if she will get fat, Yang Guo is very worried. At that time, he glared at the nurse when he asked such a question, the child is so young and said that he is fat, how can there be such a father! The nurse explained to him that some babies have good physique and strong metabolism, so they will eat a little more, and Kiki's food consumption is considered a normal range.

However, in this way, the milk powder will be consumed much faster, and it seems that it will cost four more red tickets.

After eating breakfast, Song Zhiwen glanced at Yang Guo, this peer who used to play crazy with him was now breastfeeding his daughter with a warm face, looking at that expression, he was so sweet that he could almost pinch out the honey. Nothing to do with himself, Song Zhiwen was ready to pack up his laptop and go home.

At this time, Yang Guo answered a phone call, and after hanging up, he hurriedly stopped Song Zhiwen, who was about to push open the door and go back.

"Wait, mosquito, do you have anything to do this morning?"

"No, I'm just going home." Song Zhiwen shook his head and said, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Yang Guomei smiled and said, "Then you can stay in my house, you will be fine anyway." Yang Guo explained, it turned out that the head nurse Jiang had just called and asked him to hurry up and apply for a birth certificate. Originally, it should have been done when he was discharged from the hospital yesterday, but Yang Guo didn't think of Qiqi's name yet, so he delayed it for a day. Yang Guo didn't plan to take Qiqi out again, after all, the baby was relatively small, and it was not a good thing to blow too much wind. It just so happened that Song Zhiwen was at home and could help take care of it.

Song Zhiwen looked at the child with a small face and small eyes who was lying quietly in Yang Guo's arms, his scalp was a little numb, and he said hesitantly: "I can't look at the child, you see that I am clumsy." ”

Yang Guo smiled: "It's okay, I'll leave after I coax her to sleep, haven't you seen it yesterday?" ”

"Okay......" Song Zhiwen reluctantly agreed, he took out the installed computer and reconnected it.

Half an hour later, Qiqi fell asleep, Yang Guo held her in the crib, covered with the quilt, and did not close the door when she came out. He pulled down Song Zhiwen's headphones and said to him: "Bear with me, don't play games with headphones, pay attention to the movement in the house, and call me if there is any situation." ”

Song Zhiwen leaned on the computer desk and answered weakly.

Yang Guo took all the documents and went out.

It is very troublesome to apply for a certificate in China, but Yang Guo is led by Nurse Jiang, and the green light is all the way, which is also very smooth.

After getting the birth certificate stamped with the big red seal of the Ministry of Health, Yang Guo took a look, and it was less than an hour after he came out, and he decided to go to the largest children's product store in the city as mentioned on the Internet.

This store is not too far from the hospital, Yang Guo is two stops away by bus.

Walking into the store, Yang Guo thought to himself, he deserves to be the biggest in the city! The area is similar to that of a medium-sized supermarket, and the layout and decoration look many times better than the one near the previous community.

The shopping area has a complete range of goods, from baby milk powder to baby clothes, from cribs to strollers, clothing, food, housing and transportation, as long as Yang Guo can think of it, it seems that it is sold here. Yang Guo also saw the parent-child activity area, where many mothers and children were reading children's books and playing games, and they looked happy under the warm lights.

Yang Guo still appreciates its unstinting investment to please those young mothers, and after capturing the hearts of these young mothers, do you still need to worry about customers? Hearing that the baby market is particularly profitable, Yang Guo thought to himself, this store is simply a big gold mine!

The milk powder in the store here is more varied and cheaper than the one at the entrance of the community, Yang Guo re-chose an imported milk powder from the Netherlands, which happened to be on sale, and he bought two packs at once.

Yang Guo also found the microphone in his impression, and found that people didn't call it a microphone at all, it was a "baby monitor" with a well-known name. It looks very well made, and the power jack is still a more complex roundabout design, which also takes into account the problem of worrying about the baby touching it by mistake. Yang Guo is very satisfied with this baby monitor, although it is a bit expensive, but he still bought it.

Before going back, Yang Guo passed by the display area of the baby stroller and remembered that there was no such thing at home, and it was not very convenient to do anything with Qiqi in his arms. After looking at the price, Yang Guo was stupid all of a sudden, more than a thousand yuan a piece!

There are also more than 200 pieces next to it, but in comparison, the more than 200 pieces look too silky, not to mention simple, and the structure looks particularly insecure.

The steel frame of the car is much thicker, it is very strong to the touch, and the fabric is softer and more comfortable. The design of the trolley is also very ingenious, the protective buckle is in place, the roof can be put away like a top sports car, and the whole car can be folded up when not in use. After hesitating for a moment, Yang Guo gritted his teeth and chose more than a thousand yuan.

When he paid the bill, Yang Guo's heart was broken, and he spent money on Qiqi like water in the past few days, a total of about 5,000 yuan, and his savings shrank by nearly one-third at once. If they don't work hard to make money, the father and daughter will probably have to drink the northwest wind.

On the bus, Yang Guo received a call from Song Zhiwen.

As soon as the phone was connected, Yang Guo heard Qiqi's loud cry, and his heart was panched immediately.

"Mosquitoes, what's wrong? Did something happen to Kiki? Yang Guo asked anxiously.

Song Zhiwen said hesitantly: "No, it's not a big deal, it's just that she seems to be, it stinks." Why haven't you come back yet? She's awake now, crying, and I don't know what to do. ”

Yang Guo said: "I'm in the car, don't panic, I'll be there in fifteen minutes." ”

The bus staggered, stopping to pick up passengers once after a stop, Yang Guo, who was usually calm, was anxious at this time, and he couldn't wait to throw the driver out and drive it himself.

When he finally returned, he heard Kiki's cry from a distance, and Yang Guo stumbled up the stairs, only to find that the door was open!

Yang Guo, who thought that something had happened again, didn't take off his shoes, and rushed in with his things.

Hearing the voice, the people in the bedroom turned their heads to look at him.

Yang Guo saw his neighbors Liu Guilin and Fang Wenjing and his wife, and Fang Wenjing was changing Qiqi's diaper when Yang Guo came in.

"Whew." At this time, the stone in Yang Guo's heart fell to the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old fruit ......," Song Zhiwen scratched his head and greeted.

Fang Wenjing smiled: "Yang Guo, you're back." We just heard a child crying on the other side, so we came over to take a look. ”

Yang Guo gasped slightly, and said a little embarrassedly: "It's too troublesome for you, I also received a call from mosquitoes and hurried back." Sister Fang, let me come, it's so dirty. ”

Fang Wenjing said: "Look at what you said, what is dirty, don't you just clean up and change diapers for the child, I didn't serve the child when I gave birth to Xiaodong." ”

"That's okay, I'm sorry to trouble Sister Fang, I'll clean it up first." Yang Guo said with a smile.

Liu Guilin's voice was like a bell, and he said: "If you say that it is troublesome or not, neighbors have to help each other." ”

Song Zhiwen chimed in beside him: "Yes, what Brother Guilin said makes sense." ”

Yang Guo packed up his shoes and carried the diapers and clothes and pants that Kiki had changed to the toilet. Qiqi asked Fang Wenjing to pick up the ground dry and refreshing, and finally broke into laughter.

If Song Zhiwen, who was granted amnesty, refused to stay longer, he hurriedly said goodbye and went home.

Yang Guo poured water, he took Qiqi, and asked Liu Guilin, who had helped a lot, to sit down with Fang Wenjing.

Fang Wenjing asked curiously, "Yang Guo, what's the matter with this kid?" Song Zhiwen didn't make it clear just now. ”

Yang Guo had no choice but to tell what had happened again. Liu Guilin and Fang Wenjing were both embarrassed when they heard it.

The husband and wife are from Nanhu and came to Guangzhou early to work hard, and now they have opened a bottled mineral water shop next to the market. In the past, Fang Wen was quietly guarding the shop, and Liu Guilin delivered water, which was very hard, but later the business did well, and he signed a school order, and Liu Guilin hired a few small workers, so he didn't have to go out in person.

Usually Yang Guo has a good relationship with them, Liu Guilin and Fang Wenjing are very responsible and enthusiastic people, and they usually share some Yang Guo if there is anything delicious at home. Sometimes Yang Guo has to work overtime until late, and when he makes a phone call, they help heat up the meal and wait for him to come back to eat. Their Xiaodong is more than five years old today, and he often comes to Yang Guo's house to play on weekends, because Yang Guo can cook mouth-watering delicacies like Coke chicken wings, and he also has a computer that allows him to play games to his heart's content.

Yang Guo asked, "Brother Liu, didn't you go back to your hometown in Nanhu during the May Day holiday?" When did you come back? ”

Liu Guilin said with a smile: "I just arrived at noon today, and I will resume opening tomorrow." ”

Yang Guo counted, yes! Today is May 2nd. I'm so busy these days that I've lost track of time. The May Day holiday is almost over, which means that I have to go to work again tomorrow!

Yang Guo found that he had overlooked a big problem: if he went to work, what would Qiqi do?