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in the delivery room.

Mrs. Yan Zi wrapped the newborn in a small quilt and held it to Yu Sui: "It's so handsome! Doctors and nurses say it's handsome! I've never seen such a beautiful child just after birth. I don't know how many little girls will be fascinated by it in the future."

Wusu came over and gently put his hand on the child without saying a word.

Yu Sui looked at her expression: "Godmother, what's wrong?"

Wusu immediately lowered his head: "It's nothing."

Yu Sui frowned, but because Mrs. Yan Zi was there, she said nothing more.

Mrs. Yan Zi is a staunch materialist, and Yu Sui doesn't want to say anything that will offend her.

Because it was a natural delivery, in the afternoon, the doctor said Yu Sui could go home to recuperate.

Mrs. Yan Zi pushed the bicycle and asked Yu Sui to sit in the back seat. Wu Su helped hold the child, and they went home.

Compared with the various pick-ups and various examinations that were carried out with great fanfare when giving birth to a child in later generations, Yu Sui's birth was like going to the hospital to buy one, paying a little bit of the midwife's fee, and the child was born.

Sure enough, Mrs. Yan Zi took care of Yu Sui for three days, and then she had to go to work: "I think Comrade Wu Su is very considerate. I gave her my work phone number. If you need anything, just ask her to give it to me." Make a call and I will send the food to the guard for you every morning. Remember to ask Comrade Wusu to pick it up."

"Sister-in-law, thank you so much for taking care of me like this despite being so busy yourself."

"Everything I say is from my brothers and sisters, not to mention these polite things. Originally, I was still thinking about what to do if Xia Linsheng is not at home and I can't get much leave. Fortunately, you have this Wusu godmother."

Yu Sui and Mrs. Yan Zi exchanged some polite words, and as soon as she left, Yu Sui began to ask Wu Su: "Godmother, do you think there is anything wrong with the child?"

Wusu said nothing and lowered his head to wash the diaper.

But Yu Sui could feel that she was hiding something.

Yu Sui: "Godmother, we are friends in times of need. Why didn't you tell me because you were afraid I wouldn't be able to bear it or something?"

Wusu put down the diaper: "There are some things I can't express, it's just a feeling. What do you want me to say?"

"What do you feel?"

"It's a weird feeling."

"What is a strange feeling?"

"It's just..." Wu Su's brows furrowed even more, and she suddenly raised her arms to show Yu Sui: "See for yourself, when I look at the child, or when I touch his things, my arms are... Such."

The two arms held in front of Yu Sui's eyes were the same length, but their colors were obviously different.

The left arm was red, like a rash; the right arm was white, looking a little scary.

It was the first time Yu Sui saw such a strange scene: "How could this happen?"

Wusu shook his head: "I don't know either. So you say, what should I say? God has not given me instructions."

Yu Sui became worried: "How can I give you instructions?"

Wusu didn't even bother to shake his head: "If I knew, I would have done it a long time ago. I like this child very much. There is no need to hide anything from you."

"Then what are we going to do?"

"I don't know. Just take it one step at a time. Anyway, that's it for now. I don't feel any pain or itching, so it's not an urgent matter. In fact, you shouldn't ask me. You see, as soon as you ask me, you Are you anxious?"

Yu Sui was speechless.

Indeed, Wusu's situation immediately diluted the joy of having just held his own child.

Yu Sui looked down at her son sleeping peacefully on the kang with mixed emotions.

The baby looks really good-looking. It's only three days old. The wrinkles that were soaked white by amniotic fluid when he was born are gone. His skin is white and pure, and his facial features are like a doll's.

But as she looked at it, Wu Su's arms would appear in front of Yu Sui's eyes.

What does this mean?

Other than this, confinement period was generally smooth.

Wu Su went to the gate of the compound every day to bring in the dishes sent by Mrs. Yan Zi to show to Yu Sui, and then, under Yu Sui's instructions, cooked the dishes that Yu Sui wanted to eat.

However, there was a big difference between what Yu Sui wanted to eat and what Wu Su cooked.

The meat was either too old to bite or too fatty, and the oily residue on top of the chicken soup was a bit unbearable.

Yu Sui could only cook it in the kitchen by herself.

Then, with Wusu's strong appreciation, he finished eating with her.

But Wusu was really dedicated in taking care of the baby. The baby ate every two hours, and Wusu got up to help.

These days, bottle sterilization and other tasks are very time-consuming to implement. Thinking of having to get up in the middle of the night to make milk in winter, Yu Sui decisively chose to breastfeed her son directly.

It was very primitive and extremely uncomfortable at first, but Yu Sui’s natural motherhood allowed her to overcome these difficulties.

Finally everything went well.

During this period, the child basically eats and sleeps, and eats after sleeping. With a person helping, it can basically be done.

A month later, the little baby has put on a lot of flesh and looks even more beautiful. She really deserves to be known as "pinkiaoyuzhuo".

Mrs. Yan Zi brought new clothes to see the child, holding them in her hands and refusing to let them go: "Oh, this child, oh, this baby, oh, why is it so beautiful? Oh, Xia Lin will be so happy when she sees this child when she comes back from birth! Wow! , have you chosen a name?"

Yu Sui: "I just gave her a nickname."

"what is it call?"

"sweet dumpling."

"Hahaha, what a white and tender dumpling!"

While Mrs. Yanzi was there, Yu Sui took out the camera she bought from the space and asked Mrs. Yanzi to take a full-moon photo of herself and her child.

Wusu didn't want to take pictures, so he waited until today.

The full moon doesn't have a strong sense of ceremony these days. The most important thing is that Xia Linsheng is not at home. Yu Sui thinks that taking a photo like this is considered a full moon.

Wusu didn't think so. She said that their tradition is to pray for blessings on the full moon, so she wanted to pray for the child.

There is no such thing as praying too much, so Yu Sui agreed.

Wusu went back to her room to get her things.

When she came out a moment later, Yu Sui was shocked.

Wusu was fully armed, with long feathers on his head, a ferocious mask on his face, and a long robe embroidered with various totems.

She held a small drum with a ring of bells around it in one hand, and something similar to a whip with a red silk thread tied on it in the other hand. It looked like it had an ancient aura.

Even the boots Wu Su wore were very simple. In addition to being embroidered with birds and animals, they were also decorated with bells.

This sense of ceremony is so satisfying.

Yu Sui looked at the complicated patterns on the clothes, smelled the ancient scent on the clothes, and asked, "Did you bring these clothes specially? They look very old."

Wu Su showed a rare look of pride: "Of course! This is a treasure left by our ancestors for hundreds of years. Only the high priest can wear it. When people in the clan invite me to pray, they have to give a whole sheep. Yes. But I like this child, and I voluntarily ask the four gods and Buddhas to protect him!"