1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 350 It’s really terrible
It smelled nice, looked bright, and made a pleasant sound. The chubby girl felt that her "favorite" had arrived and immediately forgot about the rattle drum.

Her arms and legs, which were as thin as lotus roots, were not very strong, but she still pouted and tried her best to reach this side, saying, "Hold me, hold me, hold me quickly, Mommy, hold me!"

As Lu Youyou bent down, she met the baby's toothless smile, and she unconsciously curled her lips up as well.

Good morning, Da Bao and Er Bao!

The two darlings each gave her a kiss. The older sister laughed even harder, and the younger brother stopped whimpering. Their innocent faces and smiles melted Lu Youyou's heart.

When they were first born, they were two wrinkled little monkeys. After more than half a month, the red-skinned little old men had grown into fair-skinned baby babies.

Her daughter looks like her, and her son's eyebrows and eyes are almost identical to Gu Qingye's. Every time she sees the chubby boy, she can't help but imagine what Gu Qingye looked like when he was a child, and she can't help but want to tease him.

Fortunately, the chubby boy has a good temper and doesn't get angry no matter how you tease him, but only his own mother can enjoy this treatment; it would be a different story if it were someone else.

When Erbao gets angry, he doesn't wail loudly, but his little mouth pouts and little tears hang from the corners of his eyes, making anyone who sees him feel like they've committed a heinous crime, and they can no longer reach out to tease him.

Lu Youyou picked up her two children and began her first breastfeeding session of the day, which, as always, lasted only five minutes, with not a single drop more.

Erbao is very well-behaved. If there's nothing, there's nothing. It's the same with drinking milk. He mainly enjoys the happy time lying in his mother's arms.

His domineering older sister wasn't so easy to deal with.

Da Bao tried her best to drink milk but couldn't get much. She strained to take a big gulp, but Lu Youyou quickly put the bottle in her mouth, thus preventing her from crying uncontrollably.

Back then, this little guy couldn't get anything out after trying for ages, so in his frustration he bit her. Lu Youyou will never forget that feeling. She hunched over for three whole days, and it hurt no matter what clothes she wore.

"You, you have such a quick temper, I don't know where you got it from!"

Lu Youyou touched her daughter's face, both amused and exasperated. Her little mouth was sucking on the milk bottle, and she looked so cute that you couldn't tell she had been so fierce just now.

Qin's mother stood by, holding a soft cotton cloth, ready to wipe the child's mouth at any time. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "It's good for a girl to have a temper. She won't be easily bullied when she grows up."

Lu Youyou smiled and tapped Da Bao's head: "This girl doesn't look like the type to swallow her anger."

Born into such a family, the twins will probably never experience what it means to be bullied. The little girl should be grateful if she doesn't bully others.

Just because Da Bao looks like her, Lu Zhiyu dotes on her, and Gu Qingye also dotes on her. Even if the little girl wants to go to heaven, it won't be difficult for her.

Her younger brother usually gives in to her. When Zhuifeng lets the two siblings play with his tail, Dabao insists on holding it in her hand. Her younger brother doesn't compete with her; he's happy as long as he can touch a little bit of the fur.

When asked if Erbao felt wronged, the little guy just smiled at his sister, like a silly boy. Every time Lu Youyou saw this, she would sigh and say that the next generation of the Lu family's precious daughter was beginning to emerge.

According to Lin Nanxing's recollection, she grew up in such a privileged environment, getting whatever she wanted. Her maternal grandfather doted on her, and her biological father adored her. It's quite remarkable that she didn't go astray.

Little Grey strolled in, flapping its wings and landing lightly on the crib railing.

The drab gray owl held little appeal for the little girl who loved beauty, but Erbao's eyes were immediately drawn to it.

His sister doesn't like it, but he does; he likes anything that's furry and moves.

You can't catch the tail that chases the wind, and you won't snatch the flying fluffy ball.

Erbao raised his little fist. He couldn't control his body yet. He wanted to touch Little Grey, but no matter how much he waved his fist, he couldn't reach it.

Little Grey took a few steps and carefully placed the tip of its wing into Erbao's hand.

Erbao immediately burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling as if they were twinkling with stars.

Little Grey felt a surge of satisfaction. If you call him a baby-care expert, isn't this great? As for the crybaby, well, that's definitely an accident. "Youyou, the wontons are ready, come and eat."

"Hey, here we come."

Lu Youyou put Dabao back in the cradle. The chubby girl felt Xiangxiang's embrace leave and was about to cry when Zhuifeng handed her his tail. The chubby girl hugged him tightly, and her crying stopped abruptly.

Lu Youyou breathed a sigh of relief. Even with the protective filter of a loving mother, she couldn't stand her daughter's crying. It was enough to make the roof fall off. She wouldn't stop until she had cried her fill.

She went to the living room to eat, and Qin's mother took over putting the child to sleep.

Lu Youyou took a sip of the wonton soup. The dried shrimp and pepper complemented the rich aroma of the bone broth, and one sip made her feel completely comfortable.

The only drawback is that you can't put chili peppers in it. Since having her baby, she hasn't touched that fragrant chili oil again.

Lu Youyou was calculating when she could wean. Based on the current "production," the supply would stop in a month at most, at which point she could eat her fill of Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, cumin, and mustard.

She looked down at her chest and realized that it was all for nothing that she had grown such a large size. If she had none at all, that would be fine, but there was a little bit of it.

If I feed them, there's not much; if I don't, it feels like a waste.

For some unknown reason, Lu Youyou's hand holding the spoon suddenly paused.

Just then, Aunt Zhou brought over a plate of red bean buns and asked in surprise, "What's wrong, Youyou? Did you burn yourself? Why is your face so red?"

Lu Youyou almost choked on the soup, coughing several times before waving her hand and saying, "It's nothing, I just choked a little, I'm fine, Aunt Zhou!"

"Okay, then eat slowly, there's more if you're not full."

After Aunt Zhou left, Lu Youyou didn't look up for quite a while, her face still flushed.

She didn't know why she suddenly remembered what Gu Qingye had said last night, and the unexpectedly beautiful scene made her face flush.

Last night, Gu Qingye hugged her from behind, one hand naturally encircling her front, burying his face in her long hair and neck, inhaling the faint fragrance.

Lu Youyou thought she was getting a massage and felt so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep when she vaguely heard a sentence.

"What did you say?" Lu Youyou didn't turn around, but mumbled and leaned back.

"I said it's a pity—"

"What's a pity?"

"Too little."

The deep voice, accompanied by the vibrations of his chest, reached her ears, and Lu Youyou finally realized what he had said.

Too little?

What if there are quite a few?
Is he planning to try it?
Lu Youyou felt a surge of heat from the inside out and instinctively grabbed his hand.

Gu Qingye deftly broke free, then grasped her hand in return, their fingers intertwined, and slowly...

At the dining table, Lu Youyou stood there in a daze for a long time, until her spoon accidentally fell into her bowl and she came back to her senses.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, finally managing to clear her mind of the images.

It's really agonizing! Giving birth is agonizing, and being able to see but not eat during postpartum confinement is also agonizing!