For Li Manjun, '92 was a special year.

On this day of family reunion, she not only got the reunion, but also got a free hospital Chinese New Year's Eve experience card.

Just one day after the birth of her daughter, she was one year older. Wang Xiaojuan counted it like this, Li Manjun couldn't cry or laugh, looked at her daughter in her arms, who had become a little cute, and softly wished her a happy New Year.

In the afternoon, Wang Xiaojuan made a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, so she came over to change Zhao Yong and asked him to go back to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with Li Dawei.

The two of them didn't eat much, but they had to drink a glass of wine, which was a double happiness, how could they be without wine.

The two of them made a small cup, quickly finished the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and came to the hospital.

Li Dawei brought a piece of red paper full of words, and the whole family gathered around to discuss the name of the new little one.

Zhao Yong is very self-aware and feels that his cultural level is not high, so he handed over the name to his wife.

Li Manjun thought about it for a long time, and was not very satisfied with a few words, and finally Wang Xiaojuan proposed that he simply let the little guy draw lots by himself, and whichever one he caught was which, and no one could regret it.

Li Dawei wrote the most names, and the probability of winning the lottery was very high, of course, 10,000 agreed.

Before drawing lots, Li Manjun secretly put aside the names that he thought were unpleasant, and then began to catch them.

Clusters of red paper were thrown on the table, Zhao Yong hugged his daughter who opened her eyes and finally woke up for a moment, held her small hand with her big hand, and grabbed the red paper on the table.

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How did the little guy who was just two days old know this, and his hands would not grasp it, and his curled fingers touched one of them, Li Dawei grabbed it quickly with his hand, and opened the red paper excitedly.

The word "Jianing" was written on it, and Li Dawei immediately smiled, because this was the name he wrote.

"Zhao Jianing, this name is good!" Li Dawei looked at Li Manjun, "What do you think?" ”

Li Manjun looked at Zhao Yong, Zhao Yong only cared about music, patting his father-in-law's ass, "Dad is a cultural person, and the names he chooses are all good." ”

Li Manjun said with a smile: "Then it's called Jianing." ”

However, she also gave her daughter a nickname, called Nian Nian, and the whole family thought it was good, so she called it directly.

"Xiao Niannian, look at your little wrinkled face, is it uncomfortable to pee?" Zhao Yong is tall, and his daughter is a small ball in his arms, like a cat cub, which can be hugged with one hand.

He held his daughter with one hand and touched the diaper with the other, which was really heavy.

"Mom, it's time to change diapers."

Wang Xiaojuan took out a stack of diapers made of old clothes, and wanted to change this for Nian Nian, saying that it was breathable and comfortable, and she didn't cover her buttocks.

"Diapers are convenient, professional absorbent diapers are replaced, and they don't cover their buttocks at all." Li Manjun pointed to the diaper on the table and asked Wang Xiaojuan to use this.

Wang Xiaojuan pursed her lips, so she had to put down her diaper scalded with boiling water, change it for her granddaughter with a diaper, and wash her ass by the way.

Seeing that the little ass was not covered, I was relieved.

From the loud cry when he was born every year, Li Manjun had a hunch that this would never be a quiet girl.

It's okay during the day, but I always have to hum a few times at night, and when I see an adult coming to coax me, I close my eyes and fall asleep again.

How old is this, I know to pay attention, Zhao Yong doted on his daughter's little nose, picked it up and put it on the bed next door, and discussed it with a baby softly.

"Good daughter, let's wake up later and let your mother sleep more, okay?" He spoke quietly, like a thief.

The man in the crook of his arm slept soundly every year, and he didn't react at all.

But when it was time to eat, I immediately got up, and my little head arched to find something to eat, and my patience was still very poor, and after looking for less than three seconds, I was a little bit of a chirping.

Zhao Yong could only wake up Li Manjun, who had just slept for less than an hour, with a weak heart.

After staying up all night, plus the night before, after the excitement of the novice father passed, I suddenly felt that the night was long.

On the morning of the second day of junior high school, Zhao Yong drove to the downstairs of Sister Zhou's house early to wait and pull people to the hospital.

Sister Zhou is very experienced, as soon as she came, she took Nian Nian, who was uncomfortable and crying because of dirty diapers, from Wang Xiaojuan's hands, and while asking about the child's habits, she changed Nian Nian's diapers with her hands and feet.

How smelly the feces of newborns are, that is to the extent that even Zhao Yong, his own father, has to retch.

Sister Zhou's face did not change, she first wiped it with toilet paper, washed it again with warm water, and wiped it with a special dry towel every year after washing, and then put a diaper on the pad.

Sister Zhou has been praising how easy diapers are to use, and Wang Xiaojuan has tried to use diapers several times without success.

With the addition of Sister Zhou, Zhao Yong and the others instantly felt relaxed, there was a confinement lady in the hospital, and they could hardly interfere with the child's affairs.

Sister Zhou has a set of children with her, and told Li Dawei, who likes to hold children, that habits are cultivated, and when habits are formed, they will get better and better later.

If the child doesn't cry, you can let her sleep by herself, don't disturb her, hum is not about to hug immediately, you can wait for a while to see the reaction first.

A few days ago, Zhao Yong saw that the child hummed and hugged his mother is not quite right, sometimes it is not necessarily hungry, coax, and he can sleep for a while.

The confinement sister-in-law was stuck on the hour, and she took it every three hours, put the child in the crook of Li Manjun's arm, Li Manjun opened her clothes and fed it, and the confinement lady took the child away directly after the child was eaten, so she didn't have to worry about it.

After persisting like this for two days, the effect was remarkable, and she would wake up to find food every year, she became regular, and Li Manjun recovered faster.

In addition, the physical fitness was already good, and on the fourth day of staying in the hospital, the doctor let him be discharged.

Wang Xiaojuan saw that Sister Zhou took care of her very thoughtfully, and she could also customize a suitable recipe for Li Manjun, and asked Zhao Yong to prepare the ingredients according to the list, and bring them to Shi Nan Town when the time came, so that she could make them for Li Manjun to eat.

So the day before Li Manjun was discharged from the hospital, Wang Xiaojuan packed the daily necessities and clothes she was used to according to Li Manjun's requirements, and went back to Shi Nan Town with Li Dawei to decorate.

When the time comes, Li Manjun will go directly to his parents' house from the hospital, so he can toss less.

In fact, on the second day after giving birth, Li Manjun was able to get out of bed and walk around, and every day after that he recovered a little better than the day before.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she wore a thick woolen hat on her head, a scarf around her neck, a cotton suit on her body, and thermal shoes on her feet.

Zhao Yong didn't know where to get a wheelchair, carried her to the wheelchair, and pushed her all the way to the car door.

I don't know why there are so many people in the hospital hall during the Chinese New Year, and it is inevitable to look twice when I see a wheelchair.

Sister Zhou walked behind with the child in her arms, and almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she saw the employer and her husband and wife calmly pushing the wheelchair, and the other covering her face for fear of being seen.

Li Manjun only felt that he was about to die, until he was hugged by Zhao Yong into the back seat of the car, and Sister Zhou followed in and closed the car door, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.