After all, Aunt Song has been serving in the Jin family for many years, and Aunt Song knows the eating habits of Yan Xiangnuan and others, and Aunt Song knows best.

Of course, because of the new person who served at home, Yan Xiangnuan was afraid that Xiaoqing would always appear and be discovered sooner or later, so he set up a hidden high-level charm for Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing can still wander around at home or out, but ordinary people can't see Xiaoqing's existence.

Little Bamboo Shoot is a well-behaved child, much better than most children, but it may be that children are sensitive.

I don't know if I know that Yan Xiangnuan has something to leave for a while, the little bamboo shoot has suddenly become extraordinarily sticky to Yan Xiangnuan in the past two days, obviously full of food and drink and sleeping well in his arms, as soon as he let go of the baby's room, the little bamboo shoot immediately pulled his throat and howled, and his eyes were not open, probably because he knew that the person holding him was Yan Xiangnuan.

Because of this, Yan Xiangnuan has been holding the little bamboo shoots for a lot longer than before in the past two days, and he can only coax the little bamboo shoots patiently.

When Jin Weimo came home from work and saw the little bamboo shoots sticking to Yan Xiangnuan, he secretly praised the little bamboo shoots in his heart.

Jin Weimo, who originally thought that the little bamboo shoot was a demon, looked at his white and tender son, how he looked at it, how he felt pleasing to the eye, how he looked at it, how he felt cute, he really understood his heart too well.

Yan Xiangnuan naturally saw Jin Weimo's happiness, but he didn't say anything, but in the past two days, he prepared a lot of talismans for Jin Weimo, and also prepared talismans for the little bamboo shoots, and also gave the little bamboo shoots some vitality in their bodies, and then pulled Jin Weimo to tell him at night, afraid that Jin Weimo didn't take good care of the little bamboo shoots.

"I'm not a good mother." The day before Yan Xiangnuan left, he leaned into Jin Weimo's arms and blamed himself guiltily.

"Nonsense, you're the best mom, you've sacrificed a lot because of him." Jin Weimo calmed Yan Xiangnuan's emotions.

The little bamboo shoot is extremely sticky, Yan Xiangnuan's mood is low, Jin Weimo sees it in his eyes, and he will be reluctant, so he holds Yan Xiangnuan and tells him carefully, although he doesn't want Yan Xiangnuan to leave, he will not force Yan Xiangnuan to stay without reason.

"Then you come back early, my son and I are waiting for you at home." In the past, Jin Weimo was busy with work, and almost always let Yan Xiangnuan wait for him at home alone, but now he finally realized that the person next to the pillow was going to be busy, the taste was complicated, and the whole person was almost bad.

"Okay, then you have to take good care of the little bamboo shoots, and remember to give him a burp when he is full, so as to save him from spitting up." Yan Xiangnuan is a novice mother, but in more than a month, she has also learned all the skills needed by novice mothers, plus with Aunt Song and Mother Jin as the guide, Yan Xiangnuan has also adapted to the occasional noise of small bamboo shoots.

Although the little bamboo shoot is well-behaved, it is also a child, and the small problems that normal children will have also exist, Yan Xiangnuan dare not ignore them easily.

Jin Weimo said that he would memorize Yan Xiangnuan's advice: "Okay." ”

"Remember to spend more time with your son, as soon as there is no one to accompany him, he will be unhappy." Yan Xiangnuan continued to advise.

That's a little guy who is very afraid of loneliness and quiet, and every time he opens his eyes, he needs to be popular.

"Okay." Jin Weimo continued to agree silently.

"Do you have to video with me every day?" Yan Xiangnuan continued to mumble, afraid that he had forgotten something, and Yan Xiangnuan didn't sleep much this night.

Jin Weimo didn't sleep much, the little bamboo shoot woke up in the middle of the night, so he got up to accompany his son, Yan Xiangyang went home for two days and went back to school, so the matter of taking care of the child this night fell on Jin Weimo again, and Yan Xiangnuan got up with Jin Weimo because he was reluctant to take the little bamboo shoot, and because of the experience of going to Xuanmen, he didn't know how long it would take, and these times the little bamboo shoot could only drink milk powder, Yan Xiangnuan also felt guilty, and he was unwilling to let the little bamboo shoot drink milk powder if he could personally feed the breast milk once.

In this way, because Yan Xiangnuan saw this, Jin Weimo also saved the trouble of soaking milk powder, and sat in the baby room to watch Yan Xiangnuan breastfeed, and then looked at Yan Xiangnuan, who exuded feminine brilliance, and only felt that Yan Xiangnuan was a little beautiful.

"Don't look." Yan Xiangnuan was a little shy by Jin Weimo's eyes.

Although many novice mothers have such a headache, that is, the embarrassment when breastfeeding their children, if it is okay at home, I am afraid that I will be ashamed to die when I go out, even if I forget it, the clothes are mainly buttons, she has been wearing pajamas at home since the birth of bamboo shoots for more than a month, and the pajamas are also button styles, which are convenient to untie and feed at any time.

"It's beautiful." Jin Weimo raised his hand and touched Yan Xiangnuan's head.

It's really beautiful, the white and tender plump and beautiful, Yan Xiangnuan himself is also very beautiful, his whole body is the same as a snow ball, the white and tender makes Jin Weimo's heart feel angry at the moment, and he even wants to press Yan Xiangnuan on his body.

Although his mind was full of erotic thoughts, Jin Weimo did not show it.

Yan Xiangnuan couldn't help but have red ears when he heard this, and then looked at the little bamboo shoots eating and drinking, sleeping soundly in Yan Xiangnuan's arms, and reached out to take the little bamboo shoots and gently put them on the little crib.

"I'm really afraid that when I come back, the little bamboo shoots won't remember me." Yan Xiangnuan buttoned up his clothes, lay on the side of the crib and looked at the little bamboo shoots, his tone was uncertain.

In fact, Yan Xiangnuan knew a long time ago that once she embarked on the road of metaphysics, she would have to bear a lot, after all, she also knew a lot of things that ordinary people didn't know, compared to other widows, widows, lonely and disabled fellow practitioners, Yan Xiangnuan must have been considered lucky, so she didn't dare to ask for extravagance.

But when she thinks that if she leaves for a long time, and the child grows up very fast, when she comes back, if the little bamboo shoot shows her ignorance and alienation, she will probably be distressed and blamed herself to death.

Thinking of this, before everyone left, Yan Xiangnuan couldn't help but worry and feel sad.

"No, it won't." Jin Weimo quietly comforted Yan Xiangnuan beside him.

With the dependence of the little bamboo shoot on Yan Xiangnuan, Jin Weimo believes that the little bamboo shoot will not forget Yan Xiangnuan, when Jin Weimo has a headache now, he and Yan Xiangnuan are not there during the day, will the little bamboo shoot cry, and can Aunt Song take care of the little bamboo shoot.

"......" Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo with his eyes, his eyes were full of suspicion, even if Jin Weimo was firm and conclusive, Yan Xiangnuan still couldn't believe it.