After laughing, Mrs. Du got up to say goodbye, and Song Zixun naturally took the responsibility to send her mother-in-law out.

"Rong Zhi, this child is stubborn, I was always afraid that she would have a tendon, and she would go on a rampage and not know how to be flexible, which made the elders dislike, but now I see that your old lady and several ladies are kind people, I can rest assured." Mrs. Du said with a smile.

"Mother-in-law is serious." Song Zi hurriedly said, "Rong'er is very good." Gentle and humble, down-to-earth and generous, from grandmother to younger brother, they are full of praise for her, and I am also very satisfied with her-" Song Zixun paused before saying with a straight face, "I am also very satisfied." ”

Although Song Zixun's words were not very beautiful, Mrs. Du knew that he had always been like this, so she didn't care too much, so she just nodded and said, "I look at it today, and I also feel that Rong Zhi has really grown up...... You can also think more about others when you encounter problems. Mrs. Du said, sighed, and said with a wry smile, "Say something that is not afraid of my uncle's jokes: this girl is out of nature and has always been the most unhiding, but now she can be so obedient...... It's really because of my uncle. ”

Song Zixun's face was hot, although he was happy, but he didn't know how to respond, and he was hesitating, when he heard Mrs. Du continue, "I know that she doesn't care about many things, but she hides them in her heart...... Please let my uncle be more considerate of her. ”

Song Zixun was silent and said solemnly, "Mother-in-law, don't worry. ”

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Du Rongzhi was woken up by her daughter's crying.

She was crying in her father's arms, her little face wrinkled together, her hands and feet were still struggling, and tears were rolling down from her eyes that had not been opened, looking so pitiful.

Song Zixun held her very patiently and shook her gently. "Guan'er is good, Guan'er doesn't cry, Daddy hugs ......" His posture is still rusty and stiff, like a marionette, every time he is hard, but his tone is unprecedentedly gentle and gentle.

The sunlight shone in through the pane, and it fell on the father and daughter, who were surprisingly warm and peaceful.

Du Rongzhi's eyes were slightly sour, and she only took a deep breath and coughed lightly.

Song Zixun noticed that she was awake, her face suddenly turned red, and she explained crampedly, "I just heard her crying a little hard, and I want to coax her to ......."

But instead of working, it got worse.

"Could she be hungry?"

The round-faced, plump nurse on the side hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The slave maid has just been fed." Miss Sun played by herself for a while, but somehow she suddenly cried, and she couldn't coax her......"

Du Rongzhi smiled lightly and said softly, "Give me the child." ”

Song Zixun hesitated, but still carefully sent his crying daughter into her arms.

The little thing cried a little hard, and its body trembled, as if it had exerted enough strength, and its thin little face was suffocating.

Du Rongzhi was also a little distressed, hugging her and coaxing her softly, over and over again, until the little guy finally quieted down slowly, only snorted a few times aggrievedly with a thin mouth.

The nurse was about to come up to hug her, but Du Rongzhi took her into her arms, "You go down first...... Come back when it's time to feed. ”

The nurse glanced back at Song Zixun in embarrassment, and saw that the latter nodded slightly, and then retreated to the two of them.

Song Zixun lifted his robe and sat down on the pestle next to the bed, and glanced at the daughter in Du Rongzhi's arms who was still squirming, "It seems that she still kisses you." There was a little loss in his tone.

Du Rongzhi also noticed.

She lowered her head and rubbed her nose on her daughter's little face, and said softly, "My daughter is my mother's little padded jacket, so she is naturally closer to the concubine." She said and smiled slyly at Song Zixun, "You can't be jealous if you're jealous." ”

Du Rongzhi has been raised for two days, although her face is still not very good-looking, at least she is not as haggard as she just gave birth, but there is a kind of indescribable delicateness, which makes people feel distressed.

Song Zixun glared at her angrily, cleared his throat and said, "Guan'er will give you rare first." I'll take it away later—so that Mama Ann will have to nag when she looks back. ”

In fact, he also knew that Du Rongzhi should be allowed to rest more now, but he couldn't help but want to talk to her...... Paradoxical.

Du Rongzhi was stunned, "Guan'er? ”

Song Zixun nodded proudly, "I thought about it, our daughter's nickname is Guan'er - Guan'er's Guan." He used to call the second lady in Jinghuiyuan to tease, but now he is embarrassed to say that he gave such a name because his daughter smiled at him.