70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 550 Diapers
He Yuan looked at Chen Qing helplessly: "Don't laugh."

Chen Qing: "I can't control myself."

He had a heroic expression on his face, like a hero forced to join the Liangshan bandits.

That's really interesting.

He Yuan looked at the crying baby, ignoring Chen Qing who was laughing at him, and carefully changed the baby's diaper.

With his meticulous technique, his first diaper change was a success!
Chen Qing clapped for him and said sincerely, "You're amazing! You're definitely the best dad in the world!"

A sense of pride welled up in He Yuan, and he smiled slightly: "It's alright."

He then changed another child's diaper.

After the two children were clean and refreshed, he quickly went to wash his hands.

I came back only after washing my hands until they were red.

Chen Qing's gaze fell on his slender hands: "It's cold now, so be careful."

He Yuan nodded.

Chen Qing urged him to go to sleep again: "The children should be fine now. Don't worry about them crying later, I'll keep an eye on them."

He Yuan nodded again and went to sleep.

The two little ones sensed that their father was really asleep, and they also became quiet.

Chen Qing held his forehead.

These two little rascals are quite sensible.

She lay in bed in a daze, thinking that she could finish reading the letters and reply to them properly while she was in postpartum confinement.

Chen Qing urged her child to sleep and wanted to sleep too, but she couldn't fall asleep.

She struggled to sit up again...

Searching around.

The ward was empty.

There's nothing interesting about it.

Chen Qing was extremely bored, so he groped his way out of bed, walked to the window and looked at the few ordinary trees, then slowly moved to He Yuan's side and covered him with a blanket.

Oh my god.

She is such a good wife.

She started giving birth last night and delivered the baby in the early hours of the morning. Now it's 3 PM and she's still taking care of her husband.

Chen Qing was moved by her own actions, but then she felt a stomachache and quickly went back to lie down.

Pregnant women are so bored...

How could it be so boring?

She then moved the radio to her room and listened to it all the time.

Chen Qing lay there motionless for two and a half hours, then felt a tightness in her chest and immediately woke the child up.

Pingping's little hands fluttered as if she were accusing her heartless mother.

Chen Qing warned, "Hurry up, it hurts a lot."

Pingping obediently drinks her milk.

Chen Qing looked at his ugly daughter and poked her fidgeting hands: "You should become pretty, right? It's fine if you don't look like me but like your father. We should pick out the good features to grow up."

Youyou woke up too.

Chen Qing complained: "Are you some kind of bandwagoner? Your sister wakes up, so you wake up too. You can wake up later."

Youyou cried softly, whimpering.

Chen Qing poked his cheek: "Don't cry."

Youyou cried even harder.

He Yuan finally woke up, and he instinctively hugged his son and patted him gently, saying, "Don't cry."

Chen Qing looked up: "You haven't had enough sleep, have you?"

He had only slept for five hours.

He Yuan glanced at his watch: "That's enough."

He couldn't sleep that long when he was abroad before.

He Yuan suddenly laughed and said, "I feel like I'm quite suited to taking care of kids."

Chen Qing raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

"I can stay up all night, I have good stamina, and I'm also quite patient. I even managed to change diapers." He Yuan became more and more proud as he spoke, with the proud face of a new dad.

Chen Qing nodded frantically: "What you said makes a lot of sense. Our family is counting on you. Whether I can have a good postpartum period depends entirely on you." "Mm!"

He Yuan felt a great sense of responsibility.

Pingping, having finished drinking, turned her head toward the familiar voice.

He Yuan then switched children with Chen Qing and asked, "Do you want me to make formula?"

"Going to a bar tonight?"

"Row."

While the two were talking, He Yuxiang and Xiao Yu brought over the food.

Pingping was still awake, so Xiaoyu teased her by putting her fingers in her hand. Feeling the soft little thing tightly wrapped around her hand, Xiaoyu stared blankly at her little sister in her arms, blinked, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears. "Auntie, Pingping is holding my hand!"

Chen Qing: "My sister likes you."

Xiaoyu's eyes crinkled into a smile: "Me too!"

The two children stayed for a while, then went back.

Chen Qing changed the pad several times that night because she needed to expel some lochia from her body.

He Yuan picked up the baby as soon as he woke up, but the nurse came over and reminded him, "Don't always hold him, or it will be difficult to take care of him later."

Upon hearing this, the couple obediently complied.

They have two kids to raise, so they should try to be as careful as possible.

Chen Qing stayed in the hospital for two days before returning home. Once home, Chen Qing finally felt alive again.

She moved the radio into her room so she could listen to music, but her two children kept falling asleep, which annoyed her.

Chen Qing simply started reading the letter.

Because she can't sit for too long in a short period of time, she reads for a while lying down, then sit for a while, picking out the emails related to knowledge sharing.

He Yuan asked, "Aren't you tired from doing this?"

"I am fine."

Chen Qing knew she needed to rest, so she made up her mind before giving birth that if her family was reliable, she wouldn't need to take care of the child much.

Firstly, to prevent the child from becoming too dependent on her.

Secondly, she fears that her maternal instincts will overwhelm her and make it difficult for her to enter the workforce.

Thirdly, and most importantly, Chen Qingzhen felt that childbirth was already exhausting, like undergoing surgery, so as a patient, she should rest and recuperate properly.

But one can't just sit around resting, so Chen Qing read the letter.

After reading the letters for three or four days, Chen Qing handed the selected letters to Ma Aiying: "Sister Ying, go and contact Director Tie of the machine repair workshop and have her set up a group to specifically study the authenticity of the contents of the letters. By the way, we need to thoroughly investigate the identities of these people!"

"Okay, I understand." Ma Aiying took the letter and went to the garment factory.

After processing a batch of letters, Chen Qing started reading the newspaper. She needed to understand the policies; the end of the year was approaching, and she still had to write reports to several departments, so she would try to borrow some information from them if possible.

Seeing that she didn't give up on her career even during her postpartum confinement, He Yuan followed suit and started writing a new round of teaching materials.

"Wow wow wow..."

Youyou cried.

He Yuan was holding his son while writing. He just needed to keep the child stable, hold him with his left arm to prevent him from falling, and there wouldn't be any major problems.

Half an hour later, Pingping cried.

He Yuan put Youyou in the crib, then hugged his daughter again and continued writing.

Chen Qing: “!!!”

What is he doing?

Why is he studying this?

“He Yuan, you have to stay up late every night to take care of two children. If you continue like this, you’ll go bald when you get old.”

He Yuan paused abruptly, touched his hair in alarm, and looked in the mirror. Thankfully, he was safe now.

"I also find taking care of children very boring."

"You're bringing two."

“I don’t have to do housework. While I’m cooking, Xiaoyu and He Yuxiang help take care of the baby. It’s normal for the baby to cry. What’s most overwhelming for me is the mountain of diapers…”

The matter of washing diapers.

He Yuan was devastated!!
Because babies urinate very easily during the postpartum period, you have to change their clothes every time they urinate, and then you have to wash them!

Every time he washed diapers, he would think that even at the lowest point in his life, things weren't this bad.

(End of this chapter)