Chen Yiming rushed back and saw Yao Zhiyue sitting quietly on the swing on the balcony, Yunyun in his arms was already asleep, his long eyelashes were damp, and he obviously looked like he had cried.

Hongxia came out of the kitchen to greet Chen Yiming, and said to him with a worried face: "Mrs. has been sitting there with Yunyun in her arms since she came back in the afternoon. ”

Chen Yiming was stunned, didn't his wife go to work today? He looked at Hongxia's expression as relaxed as usual, and wondered, "Why did you come back so early today?" ”

"Yunyun cried so much that my wife brought us back early." After a pause, his eyes swept over Yao Zhiyue's figure, and said cautiously: "Mrs. is in a very bad mood today. ”

Chen Yiming changed his shoes, walked to the balcony, and said slowly: "My son is asleep, I'll take him back to bed and sleep." ”

Yao Zhiyue came back to her senses, but her eyes were still a little empty, and she handed the Yunyun to Chen Yiming. Chen Yiming took the child, looked at his wife's red and swollen eyes, seemed to have cried, and said worriedly: "What's wrong?" ”

Yao Zhiyue's tears swirled in her eyes, and the thick sense of guilt and contradiction in her heart rose again, and she choked up: "Yiming, am I wrong?" ”

Chen Yiming held his son in one hand and wiped away Yao Zhiyue's tears with the other, looked at her with a look of pity and asked with concern: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I am here." ”

Yao Zhiyue told Chen Yiming what happened today, and couldn't help but doubt herself: "I thought I could take care of it, but I was slapped by the facts." ”

Chen Yiming frowned slightly, and said with a solemn face: "Actually, I also suggest that when Yunyun is a little older, it is better for you to re-enter the workplace." ”

Yao Zhiyue glanced at Chen Yiming deeply, the depression on his face added a little anger, and he raised his voice slightly and retorted: "You said it lightly. Yunyun is our child, why after the child is born, only I need to face so many changes, try to balance everything, but I can't do my best. And you, nothing has changed. Why? ”

Chen Yiming was worried that his son would be woken up, and he didn't want to quarrel in front of outsiders, so his face was serious, and he simply responded: "I'll take my son in." ”

By the time Chen Yiming returned to the balcony, Yao Zhiyue's mood had calmed down, and it seemed that it had taken her a lot of energy to make this decision, and she only heard her say weakly: "From tomorrow, I will officially become a full-time mother." ”

Chen Yiming knows how difficult it is for his wife to make this decision, but this is also a relatively practical approach at present.

He walked over and hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in a slightly tired tone: "Yueyue, I know I have wronged you." But I never wanted you to bear all this alone, I tried hard to give you a happy life for your mother and son. ”

Yao Zhiyue's body was next to Chen Yiming, her expression was relieved, and she said apologetically: "I know, I was too excited just now, but I was really afraid of falling too far behind you, afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch up with you, and even be abandoned by you because of this." I don't know when I became the Yao Zhiyue I used to be, so unconfident. ”

Chen Yiming turned Yao Zhiyue around, looked at her eyes seriously, and said word by word: "Fool, I have already handed over my person and heart to you." ”

The second day of Yunyun's red buttocks, he suddenly had a fever, and no matter how Yao Zhiyue physically cooled him down, Yunyun always had a fever repeatedly. Yao Zhiyue called Chen Yiming and asked him to come back quickly and take his son to the hospital.

The doctor prescribed medicine to Yunyun and instructed: "It is normal for the child to have just been weaned, and the immunity is declining, so it is important to ensure balanced nutrition when adding complementary food, and let the child maintain sufficient sleep." ”

Yao Zhiyue's heart was wrenched by guilt, Yunyun has been eight months now, and she has already reached the stage of eating complementary food. However, because it is really difficult to steam outside, I still only drink milk powder, and I am afraid of the change of environment every day, so I can sleep peacefully.

After returning from the hospital, Yunyun took antipyretic medicine and quickly lost her fever and finally slept peacefully. Chen Yiming and Yao Zhiyue's hearts finally lagged behind their stomachs, and they were full of distress when they looked at the offended children, and they couldn't wait to bear all the pain for the children.

Since Yunyun's successive situations, Yao Zhiyue finally let go of the last bit of unwillingness, and honestly began to adapt to life as a full-time mother, but fortunately, Hongxia stayed in the end, and she was not in a hurry.

A month after Yao Zhiyue became a full-time mother, Yunyun's face gradually became ruddy, her little face finally looked fleshy, and her spirit was better than before. Seeing her son getting healthier and smiling day by day, Yao Zhiyue finally felt that it was worth giving up her job.

It was a weekend, and Chen Yiming was rarely at home. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yao Zhiyue finally had time to meet Song Lingling. The two of them walked around the mall in high spirits before finding a dessert shop to sit down and chat.

After quieting down, Yao Zhiyue looked a little lonely, Song Lingling looked at her, her eyes bloomed with envy, and said with a smile: "When do you think I will be able to live a comfortable life like yours?" ”

Yao Zhiyue smiled bitterly, "I envy your lifestyle, you can accompany your children without having to give up your job." Unlike me, although I hired a nanny, but there was no old man around to help me, I was not at ease after all. ”

"Hey, some elderly people are physically relaxed with children, but mentally they are not relaxed at all. You don't know the difficulty of being caught in the middle, although you understand that the elderly will inevitably pamper their granddaughters and grandchildren, but that degree is always ungraspable. They are not happy to say it, and it is easy to cause conflicts. Not to mention, I'm afraid that the child will not be educated well. You take care of the children alone, plus you have a nanny to help, how to raise the children is up to you alone, saving a lot of trouble with many people. ”

Yao Zhiyue nodded thoughtfully, but she couldn't help but pour out her distress, "I don't have many friends, and now that I have become a full-time mother at home, my social circle is even narrower." Forget it, I am most afraid that my self-growth will stagnate. ”

Song Lingling nodded sympathetically, and said very sympathetically: "I can fully understand your worries, now this society's requirements for women are constantly improving, both to take care of children and make money." Although everyone keeps saying that women are not forced to earn money to support their families like men, women's contributions to the family are not included in the social production income. The most terrifying thing is that the people around you unknowingly turn full-time housewives into marginalized people in society. ”

"yes. During these days, my heart was often tormented. In the past, I also thought that as long as women worked hard, they could still take care of family and work at the same time. However, since my son was so tormented and out of trouble, I have understood that I really can't do both. ”

Song Lingling looked at Yao Zhiyue's resentful appearance, and said with relief from the bottom of her heart: "Don't worry, in fact, the child grows up very quickly, and in the end, we will think that we have too little time to spend with the child." Try to calm your anxiety now, treat spending time with your children as your job, and use a state of enjoyment. As for work, it's not that I don't have back pain when I stand and talk, and two or three years off won't make much of a difference. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Lingling's mobile phone rang, she glanced at the caller ID, frowned unconsciously, pressed the answer button, and her tone suddenly became respectful, "Mom, I'm already on the way back." ”

Yao Zhiyue pursed her lips and smiled, got up and stood up, and asked with a smile, "Did your mother urge you to go back and take the baby?" ”

Song Lingling took the bag and stood up, looking indescribable, "My mother is reluctant to work with the baby seamlessly, and the phone call just now was from my mother-in-law." Since Erbao spoke out, Wenwen has almost been handed over to my parents. The first four adults in the family took the small one, and it was rare that this weekend, Leizi was also at home, and he called me back, and I was reluctant to let me rest for one more minute. ”

Yao Zhiyue walked out of the mall with Song Lingling, Song Lingling had already adjusted her mentality, grinned greatly, and said: "Complaining is complaining, but I usually go to work, and I have relatively little time to take care of children and do housework." It's rare to have a weekend, and the head of the family, Lafayette, has to give himself two days off. ”

Yao Zhiyue returned home and saw Chen Yiming and his son Yunyun sitting on the climbing mat in the living room to build blocks.

Looking at the moment when the father and son got along warmly, Yao Zhiyue suddenly felt that the knot that had been stuck in her heart seemed to gradually dissipate.

Just when she was silently watching this scene with a smile on her face, her son Yunyun suddenly saw her, the smile on her little face became even happier, revealing two small baby teeth, fluttering her little hands at her, and bursting out two words incoherently, "Mom." ”

Yao Zhiyue was stunned for a moment, and then the surprise on her face was endlessly magnified, her eyes turned red, and she ran over excitedly, picked up her son and hugged her in her arms lovingly, and said happily: "Yiming, did you hear that?" Yunyun will call my mother. Oh my God, how can my son be so smart, he will call Mommy! It was the first time he called his mother. ”

Chen Yiming also looked happy, but pretended to be unhappy and said, "Little guy, Dad has been with you all day, and you actually shouted your mother first." Come, call Daddy. ”

Yao Zhiyue smiled and threw Chen Yiming a roll of his eyes, "What's the hurry, our family Yunyun will call you dad sooner or later." ”

Yao Zhiyue listened to Song Lingling's words, the depression in her heart was slightly resolved, and she heard her son call herself mother sweetly, she seemed to see the happy side of her life.