Yun Xiangxiang always thought that her baby was going to be born on the sixth day of June in the new calendar, which happened to be the same as his father's birthday on the lunar calendar.

But the little guy seems to sense the call of the festive atmosphere on June 1st, a children's festival, and can't wait to be born.

The omen of childbirth came unexpectedly, but fortunately, all the things that should be prepared have been prepared, and Song Mian accompanied her again, and specially invited obstetric experts to tell her a lot of the process of giving birth, so she was not flustered at all.

Song Mian changed into a sterile suit and accompanied her throughout the whole process, because she was in good health, Yun Xiangxiang chose to give birth naturally.

This is a process of accumulation of pain, probably with sufficient psychological preparation, although the pain is very painful, but it is within the range that Yun Xiangxiang can bear, especially Song Mian has been by her side, talking to her distracted her.

Even if it was the first child, Yun Xiangxiang gave birth very smoothly, and brought the little guy into the world in about an hour.

She was so tired that her eyes were dizzy, her vision was a little blurry, and she only had time to look at the little baby before she fell asleep.

The last memory was a pink and pink mess, and when she woke up, it was already late at night, and she was awakened by the loud cry of a child, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the tall Song Mian holding their son and coaxing them carefully.

"Wake up, wake up, bring the baby over." Su Xiuling was the first to see her daughter wake up.

She brought the warm chicken soup next to her and fed it to her daughter: "You eat quickly, eat and feed the child, this child will drink milk powder once, and he will not love it at this time." ”

It was the first time Su Xiuling had seen such a newborn, Yun Xiangxiang slept for more than four hours, and had to feed the child halfway, so he drank milk powder once, and now he is hungry again, but he just doesn't eat milk powder.

Yun Xiangxiang was indeed very hungry, so he first drank a bowl of chicken soup, ate three eggs in sugar water, and after his stomach was full, he asked Song Mian to carry the child who was still crying.

The little face was already red when he was born, but because he cried so much, he looked even redder, and his eyes that had not yet opened were a little watery, and he looked so pitiful and pitiful, but he felt distressed when he thought about it.

Yun wanted to breastfeed him when he thought about it, but was stopped by Su Xiuling: "You haven't breastfed yet......"

Before she finished speaking, she took the still crying child from Song Mian's hand and gave her son-in-law a look.

Yun Xiang, who was a mother for the first time, thought about it, but later learned how the little guy's rations came from, and he didn't dare to look at Song Mian with a red face, and lowered his head to concentrate on feeding the baby.

Although they are husband and wife, this kind of thing still needs to be instructed by their mother, and Yun Yun's face is hot when he thinks about it.

Only the little guy who eats the rations is the most satisfied, looking at his cheeks slightly agitated, Yun Xiangxiang's heart is so soft.

"What's our baby's name?" Yun Xiang asked.

They knew that the child was a boy for a long time, but Yun Xiangxiang never pulled Song Mian to study what name the child should take.

It's because she thinks that the Song family is a traditional family, maybe the baby's name should be taken by Song E, if she asks in a hurry, will Song Ei change the rules and let her be the master because she accommodates her, so she didn't ask.

The child was born to her, but she didn't have a strong sense of possessiveness about what to call it, and the elders named it as a blessing.

"I've thought about it a long time ago." Song Mian's eyes were gentle, "Let's see if it's good, it's called Song Yun." Simple and easy to remember, when he introduces his name in the future, it can be said that because his father's surname is Song, his mother's surname is Yun, and he is the crystallization of his parents' love, so his name is Song Yun. ”

At first glance, I was a little stunned when I thought about such a simple name, but after thinking about it carefully, I thought it was very good.

"I think it's good." Yun Xiangxiang didn't refute, but said, "I thought that you need to find a master to calculate the name of your family, or ask an elder to pick it up, so I haven't asked you." ”

"It's still counted, but it's not so old that you have to be taken by the elders." Song Mian then knew why Yun Xiangxiang never mentioned the child's name, "You don't have to worry too much about it in the future, the family has to accommodate each other, even if you really open your mouth, your father accommodates you, you should, you can accommodate your father in other aspects." ”

In this way, there are contacts and mutual respect, and the relationship will become deeper and deeper.

Yun Xiang nodded: "You're right, right, what about the child's nickname?" ”

"He was born with six pounds and six taels." Song Mian's fingertips gently poked his son's little face, "Let's call it Liuliu." ”

Sixty-six Shun, six-six infinite.

Using Liuliu as a nickname is not only commemorative, catchy, but also has an excellent meaning.

Yun Xiang was very satisfied, but she thought of another thing: "He is our first child, and his name is Song Yun, and his name is Liuliu, how can he choose a name if he has younger brothers and sisters in the future?" ”

Song Mian's hand stroked the forehead of Shangyun Xiangxiang: "There has never been a woman who has just given birth and thought about her second child." ”

His wife was a brave and strong woman.

No matter how much a woman gives birth to a child, no matter how smooth it is, it hurts to die, and no matter how much she likes the child or does not reject the second child, she basically will not think about the second child on the first day after giving birth, and she must slow it down.

Song Mian thought of Yun Xiangxiang's forbearance during childbirth, and he was highly cooperative with the doctor, and his heart tingled slightly.

"Didn't we say yes? Have at least two so that they are not alone. Yun Xiangxiang's face was still a little pale, and her smile was weak and soft, "What's more, with me, I don't feel afraid of anything." ”

He is her dependence, as long as she has his breath, she can face it calmly even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.

"Don't think about the long term right now." When you have it later, it's never too late to think about it.

Just as the little guy also finished drinking milk, Song Mian picked up his son and patted him on the back, lowered his head and said to Yun Xiangxiang: "You rest for a while, I'll go and make you some rice porridge." ”

Yun Xiangxiang slowly lay down, Song Mian wrapped the well-fed little guy and put it in the crib next to her bed, she could see it from the side, looking at the small lump, Yun Xiangxiang felt that life was really magical.

As a mother, Yun Xiangxiang looks for happiness in watching her son change every day, Liuliu is a particularly cute baby, he didn't toss his mother in his belly, and he is just as well-behaved after birth, except for waking up for the first time after giving birth, Yun Xiangxiang has never heard him cry.

When you are hungry, you hum and chirp, and when you pull it, you squirm your small body, and as long as you find him in time, you will obediently not make noise.

Three days later, the little guy opened his eyes, and Yun Xiangxiang saw his purple-black deep pupils, almost fascinated by his own son's eyes.

It's too clean, it's too bright, it's like a brilliant and deep gem.

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