"Wife, you're finally awake!" Ling Tian came up with a bowl of medicine, and when he saw that she was touching the baby, he immediately felt relieved.

"Did I sleep for a long time?" Mo Yan smelled a smell of medicine, and she frowned.

"You've slept for two days, but I'm dying."

"What did the baby eat in the past two days?" She tried to sit up, but the pain made her teeth clench.

"Don't move, the baby has something to eat, what are you anxious about?" He sat on the bed and stretched out his hand to help her for the first half of the season: "Come, drink the medicine, I'll go and serve you pheasant soup." ”

"What kind of medicine is this?" Before Mo Yan could resist, he took a big sip and fed it to her.

"This is a medicine specially prepared for you by a Taoist priest."

"What? You're not afraid that he's mistaken, what if you poison me? ”

"No, I know herbs too!"

"It's bitter." Mo Yan wiped his mouth: "I'm already well, I don't need to drink this medicine." ”

"Wait, I'll go get you a pot of pheasants."

Mo Yan looked at the little man beside him, his eyes looked like his father, his nose, and his mouth were like him, which was simply a miniature version of him.

It is said that the newborn child is ugly, but her child is full, although it is premature, it has no effect on him, and he is still playing with his eyes open.

"Baby, come, look at Mommy!" She reached out to touch his little face, and then to pull at his clothes, trying to see if it was a man or a woman.

"Wife, lie down, don't move?" Ling Tian came up and put the chicken soup away: "It's time for the baby to eat, I'll carry him down first." ”

"Hey, I haven't seen enough!" Mo Yan didn't want him to take it away.

"When you're well, you can look at it however you want." Ling Tian came up and was busy feeding her, and went down to fetch hot water to wipe her body and change her clothes.

"Husband, my stomach hurts a little after drinking the medicine just now, is it a mistake with the medicine?"

"No, it won't!" He put his arm around her, put one hand on her stomach and rubbed it gently: "Maybe the medicine is working, I'll help you rub it." ”

Mo Yan yawned and fell asleep, indeed, it was much better to be rubbed by him.

The Taoist priest was busy outside, steaming wild eggs and making fish soup to feed the baby.

Hadron caught several female pheasants and came back to raise them in captivity, so that they did not have to go outside to find eggs, and they could breed again.

"Wife, confinement takes a month, and you go outside before half a month, and you will have a headache when the wind blows." Ling Tian carried her back to the wooden house.

"Didn't you go out to breathe when there was no wind today?" Mo Yan hadn't taken a bath for thirteen days, she endured it, but she didn't let her go out, she couldn't help it.

"Such a big bed is not enough for you to lie on, a month, hold on for more than ten days, and it will be a full moon."

"I'm getting bed bugs all over me, I'm going to bathe in the river."

"Then I'll go get hot water, you wipe your body, I'll change the sheets again, I can't go to the shower, why do you want to wait a month."

Ling Tian didn't know how many good things he had said in the past half a month, since she took medicine, when he saw that she couldn't move, he blamed himself in distress, and finally saw that she was better, and she didn't want to lie in bed again.

If he really would rather give birth to himself than give birth to her, is it easy for him for most of the year?

Not only do you want to have tea, but you also have to keep an eye on her at all times and not bump into her.

gave her food every day, and finally hoped that their mother and son would be safe, and the confinement also broke his heart.

However, looking at her sleeping face, he felt that he had done too little for her.

She once said that when a woman is willing to have children for a man, that woman truly loves the man and pays for him.

"Wife, thank you, thank you for giving birth to a son for me, it's hard work."

"Didn't you say it was a daughter?" Mo Yan listened to his words in a daze and opened his eyes.

"When you wake up, I'll make fish soup for you."

"Don't go, pick up the baby, I'm going to see it myself."

No wonder every time she wanted to hold the baby, he refused for various reasons, and also gave the baby to the Taoist priest to raise.

"Wife, you just gave birth to a son and your body is weak, so you follow your wishes, just say it's a daughter, don't be angry, you still have five days to go before the full moon, and being angry will hurt your body."

Mo Yan got up and pushed him away, and when he got out of the wooden house, he saw the baby sleeping on a small bed, where the Taoist priest and Qiangzi lived, and built a canopy.

"Mo Yan, why did you run out again?" The Taoist priest is stewing fish.

"I'll look at the baby." She walked over and looked at the person sleeping in the cot, and her heart melted.

Reaching out and lifting the clothes covering his body, it was a boy with a handle.

I remember that when he was first born, he was red and hairy, but now he is white and pure, red and puffy, and fleshy.

"Oh......" the baby opened his eyes and looked at her, and the sound came out of his mouth.

"Baby, wake up, is it okay for mom to hug it?" She reached out to pick him up and couldn't help but kiss his little face.

Ling Tian saw her holding the baby, forgot to be angry, and hurriedly went to fill a bowl of stewed fish soup.

"Baby, give mommy a smile." She held him high.

"Giggle......" the baby laughed.

Qiangzi, who was chopping wood, ran over, and the Taoist priest even put the wooden sword that never left his hand on the table.

"Hey, this little guy, when he sees his mother, he's getting older!" Hadron smiled innocently.

"yes, it's been almost a month, and this is the first time he's laughed." The Taoist priest also smiled.

"Is the baby happy?" Mo Yan lifted him high again.

"Giggle......

"By the way, the baby hasn't been named yet!"

When she was first pregnant, Ling Tian said that it was a son, and she said that it was a daughter, so she put it down.

"His father's name is Ling Tian, just call him Ling Di!" The Taoist priest finished speaking seriously, and was blinded by everyone.

"It's terrible to be uneducated."

Mo Yan curled his mouth at him: "It's called Ling Junjie, well, this name is good." ”

"Poof......" Qiangzi couldn't help but burst out laughing, stealing the name of the star and being knowledgeable.

"The name of the singer, don't." Ling Tian didn't rely on her this time.

"Who gave you the surname Ling, this surname is not easy to choose."

Mo Yan glared at him angrily: "Otherwise, forget it with my surname Mo." ”

"What is a good name for your surname?"

It doesn't matter what the surname is, the main thing is that the son is his species.

"It's called Modi." As soon as the Taoist priest spoke, he quickly covered his mouth.

This Mo Di seems to be accented with the cemetery, so he keeps his mouth shut and doesn't speak.

"Mo Yungao." Mo Yan thought the name was pretty good.

"It's called Ling Shijie!" Ling Tian hammered his voice: "That's it." ”

"Hey, you just said that your surname is Mo?"

"That's what you're talking about!"

"Uh......"

Mo Yan thought for a while, it seemed that she brought it up, but he didn't object!

"Mo Chaoyun, this name is good!"

"Not good."

"What about Mo Yunlong?"

"It's so cheesy."

"Mo Yunhui, this is always okay, right?"

"Nope."

"Hey, you call you Ling Shijie, I call me Mo Yunlong, Mo Yunhui."

In order to choose a name for the baby, he went from discussion to argument and continued until the evening.