After three years of marriage, she didn't go home? 70's Jiaojiao wants a divorce

Chapter 305 Eat, Sleep, and Have No Worries

Staying in the hospital is never as comfortable as being at home.

After confirming that Shen Qingqing and the two children were alright, Jiang Zhixun went home to drive them home and pick them up from the hospital.

Since new mothers shouldn't be exposed to drafts, a blanket was specially brought and wrapped up tightly around Shen Qingqing.

The weather hasn't turned cool yet this season.

Shen Qingqing complained, "You're trying to kill me with heat."

She was glared at by the man.

Jiang Zhixun said with a serious expression, "Don't say that word. Take it off as soon as you get in the car. It'll be quick."

Shen Qingqing snorted, "Having a child really changes things. You even dare to glare at me now. Who knows what you'll do in a few years?"

Jiang Zhixun looked embarrassed.

He was just trying to scare people.

She said weakly, "I won't do it again."

Shen Qingqing ignored him and started to walk away.

Jiang Zhixun picked her up horizontally, saying, "There are a lot of people outside, we can't let you get bumped into, it's better if I carry you."

"You hold the baby."

"Let Dad and Mom hug me."

Jiang Zhixun has already loaded everything else onto the vehicle, and now the division of labor is clear.

He takes care of his wife.

The two children were left in the care of their grandparents.

Jiang's parents were quite happy, each holding one of the children, too lazy to care what Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun were "making a fuss" about.

"Let's go home," Jiang's father said.

I took the baby and left first.

Having experience raising children in his youth, Mr. Jiang quickly adapted to the task.

The baby was held in a very proper and steady manner, and the little one was fast asleep in her arms.

Jiang's mother was still worried and kept glancing at her husband, afraid that he might have done something wrong and hurt the child.

In this way, they really couldn't take care of Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun anymore.

Jiang's parents and child sat in the back, while Shen Qingqing sat in the front passenger seat.

"Don't open the car windows, Qingqing and the child can't be exposed to the wind yet," Jiang's mother muttered again.

Shen Qingqing felt very hot and was constantly sweating.

Jiang's mother said, "You're weak after giving birth."

Jiang Zhixun also felt that his wife was very weak.

She looks great on the surface, but internally she's different from before she had the baby.

This time, I really suffered a great deal.

"Go home and get some rest. Make sure you get enough nutrition. I'll go buy a few more live chickens later and raise them in the yard. I'll stew one for you every day."

Shen Qingqing laughed teasingly, "Don't ruin the old man's plants, or you'll get a beating."

Jiang Zhixun gave an awkward, fake cough.

"Put it in a cage."

Shen Qingqing received his feelings.

"Drinking chicken soup every day will definitely get boring. There's no need to buy it and keep it in the yard, it's too much trouble! I can buy it whenever I want to eat it. Besides, the doctor said that I need a balanced diet, so I can eat other things and still get the same benefits."

Jiang Zhixun nodded, "Then let's raise two. We can slaughter them whenever we want to eat them."

Shen Qingqing: "You're wasting food."

Jiang Zhixun: "If you eat more, you won't need to rest for long."

Jiang's mother also said, "Let Zhixun go buy them. The child can't be left alone. In the future, we'll have to make a special time to buy groceries. It'll be more convenient to buy a few more to raise."

Since her mother-in-law had spoken, Shen Qingqing didn't say anything more.

He touched his forehead and found it was covered in a thick layer of sweat.

Jiang Zhixun was very worried about her, and his desire to nourish his wife's body grew stronger.

"I'll buy a few more fish and keep them in a basin."

Jiang's mother nodded, "Buy a few more pig's trotters." Jiang Zhixun noted them down.

Shen Qingqing was both amused and exasperated. "If I keep eating like this, I'll gain dozens of pounds during my postpartum period."

Jiang's mother: "Raising children is not easy. If you don't eat well, it will harm your body. This won't do."

Shen Qingqing breastfeeds both children; she needs to eat well to produce enough milk.

It's true that Jiang's mother cares about her health, and it's also true that she's thinking about her grandchildren.

"You should eat well and rest well during your postpartum period. Don't worry about gaining weight. You'll gradually lose weight after your postpartum period. After your maternity leave, you'll have to go back to work, and you'll lose weight even faster when you're busy."

Shen Qingqing nodded.

She felt it was her own body, and after suffering so much, she wanted to make up for it properly.

Get your body back as soon as possible so you'll have the energy to take care of your child later.

When I return to work, I won't be delayed due to health reasons.

From any perspective, eating well and resting well are her top priorities.

Shen Qingqing turned to look at the two little ones; they were sleeping soundly, and she could hear their breathing.

He laughed and said, "It's so good to be young. You can eat and sleep well without any worries."

Jiang's mother was both amused and exasperated. "You're still young, you don't need to envy them."

"I'm thirty years old."

The feeling is completely different when you're in your twenties or thirties, and Shen Qingqing suddenly felt old.

Jiang's mother gave her a reproachful look, "You're only thirty years old, in the prime of your life. Life is so long, what's the rush? I don't even feel old."

"You have a great attitude; I need to learn from you."

"The most important thing in life is mindset; overthinking will only deplete your energy and spirit."

Shen Qingqing agreed with this.

Seeing that she kept turning her head to look at the baby, Jiang Zhixun said, "You can look at the baby slowly when we get home."

Shen Qingqing just couldn't get enough of looking at it.

Having your own child means something very different.

She used to neither dislike nor like children. If she met a particularly clean and cute child, she would really want to pinch their little cheeks.

But she loved all their children, whether they were cute or not.

Blood ties are truly amazing.

Jiang Zhixun had previously said that he would let her sleep in a separate room from the children when she got home.

Shen Qingqing reiterated, "I will not sleep in a separate room from the child."

Seeing how much she cared about the two little ones, Jiang Zhixun snorted, "You've only known each other for a short time, and you don't even care about your own health."

"I want you to manage."

Children also need a sense of security. There is definitely a difference between being with their mother and not being with their mother.

With so many people helping her, Shen Qingqing doesn't need to do everything herself. She's willing to sacrifice a little sleep.

It's all worth it as long as I'm with the children.

Jiang's mother never expected her son to have such thoughts. She was pleased that he knew how to cherish his wife, but at the same time, she felt sorry for her grandchildren.

Even before they were born, their father was already planning to separate them from their families.

I couldn't help but nag, "When you were little, we separated you from others to sleep in a room by yourself, and you cried your eyes out, refusing to sleep. But now, when it's Xiaoman or Xiaoxi's turn, you're so assertive. They're still babies in their first month, and you're already separating them from others."

Jiang Zhixun couldn't remember things from when he was too young.

In his memory, he slept in a room by himself at a very young age.

He glanced awkwardly at his wife and said, "Don't listen to Mom's nonsense. Why would I cry? I'm happy to have my own room."

Shen Qingqing smiled wryly, "You're just being stubborn."

Jiang Zhixun said matter-of-factly, "Xiaoman cries every day too, it's not a big deal."

"Then why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang Zhixun: “…”

How could he not be anxious if his wife told him embarrassing stories?

The hospital wasn't far from home; after talking for a while, we arrived at my doorstep.