lcionline Chapter 438 Baby, baby, please spare your father, okay?
Chapter 438 Baby, baby, please spare your father, okay?
It was midnight at the confinement center.
After Wen Zhixia gave birth to Junjun, her figure didn't change much, except that her stretch marks never went away.
The confinement center has a special stretch mark cream, which she applies several times a day.
At this time, she had just coaxed Junjun to eat, put Junjun back into the stroller, and was about to apply medicine when Junjun started crying.
She had done this many times, and as soon as Wen Zhixia let go of her, she started crying.
"Baby, Mommy needs to apply some medicine," Wen Zhixia said helplessly, "Can you please be quiet for a while?"
Junjun didn't listen and waved his little hands to find his mother, making the crib squeak.
Fu Ruoshi was on the phone in the next room. He heard Junjun crying, so he hung up and rushed in.
"what happened?"
He looked at Wen Zhixia, "Did he bother you again?"
Wen Zhixia sighed, "You want me to hold you, I can't let go for even a second. I don't even have time to apply the medicine."
Although Fu Ruoshi also hired a confinement nanny, he and Wen Zhixia also agreed after their marriage that as long as one of the couple was not too busy, they would stay with the child and not be hands-off.
"You apply the medicine first," Fu Ruoshi held Junjun in his arms, "I'll help you soothe it."
He had just picked up Fu Junchuo when he suddenly felt a tearing pain in his head.
"Fu Junchuo! Your uncle......!"
Wen Zhixia looked on in shock, and saw the little baby's fleshy hands tightly pulling Fu Ruoshi's hair.
Fu Ruoshi was bent over by her.
"It hurts! It hurts!" He collapsed and cried for help, "Wife! Help! I'm going bald!!!"
"Oh! Let me do it!" Wen Zhixia quickly grabbed Junjun's hand and pried open her little fingers one by one.
There were a few strands of hair left in the fleshy palm.
"What a strong hand!" Wen Zhixia laughed, "I inherited it from me."
Fu Ruoshi was gasping for breath in pain and his face turned blue.
The little guy only cried a few times in Wen Zhixia's arms, and was very well-behaved most of the time.
As soon as I was in his arms, I wanted to show off all my martial arts skills!!!
why! ! !
He was about to hit the child angrily, but when he looked up, he saw Junjun, who had stopped crying.
"Hehehe~" She grinned and looked at her father with a smile.
"I understand!" Wen Zhixia snapped her fingers. "Fu Ruoshi, your pain is Junjun's happiness! Right, Junjun?"
Junjun: Hehehe~
Mr. Fu looked at the mother and daughter singing the same tune, feeling resentful but with nowhere to vent.
"Go to sleep!"
Fu Ruoshi's face darkened as he picked up Junjun and said, "I'll go and comfort her. You should get some rest early."
When Mrs. Li came to deliver chicken soup for midnight snack, Fu Ruoshi was listening to a conference call in the corridor.
Recently, Zhuorui has cooperated with several major domestic game companies and is launching a subscription-based hardware service, which is also an important test for Zhuorui to expand into the Asian region.
Mrs. Li saw from a distance the broad-shouldered, long-legged man, holding a baby in his arms, wandering in the moonlit corridor.
The strong arms hold the child steadily and powerfully, and the palms occasionally pat the child gently.
Junjun didn't fall asleep, but he didn't cry anymore.
The new dad is becoming more and more skilled.
Mrs. Li looked relieved.
No matter how much Mr. Fu dislikes his baby, he is still a responsible man at heart.
"Mr. Fu, have some midnight snack and get some rest," Mrs. Li put the chicken soup on the table. "Is Zhixia still awake?"
Fu Ruoshi motioned her to come into the house, put Junjun in the stroller next to the computer desk, and asked her to help coax the baby.
About half an hour later, he finished the call and Mrs. Li coaxed Junjun to sleep.
"The little girl is very well behaved tonight," Mrs. Li and Fu Ruoshi came out and said on the corridor, "She is much better behaved than the last few times I came here."
"I'm tired of making trouble," Fu Ruoshi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I just made trouble all night at Wen Zhixia's place."
"By the way, Mr. Fu, I'm here to tell you about the little girl's inclusion in the family tree," said Sister Li. "Sister Ling asked me to tell you that Jun Chuo's five elements are missing the earth element, so we need to give her a nickname, Yaya, and include it in the family tree."
The younger generations of the Fu family were named according to the Five Elements, so Fu Junchuo's name was chosen by Wen Zhixia and Fu Ruoshi, who then discussed it with the elders in the family. They had no objection to adding a nickname.
"I'll tell my wife when she wakes up," Fu Ruoshi said.
After seeing Mrs. Li off, Fu Ruoshi returned to his bedroom alone.
When passing by Wen Zhixia's room, he quietly opened the door and stuck his head inside to peek at her.
She was fast asleep, curled up in the quilt, looking as obedient as a puppy.
Fu Ruoshi smiled knowingly. He remembered a saying: The fox and the dog will be together forever.
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, suddenly, there was a bang from the next room!
Junjun!
You won’t fall down, will you?
Fu Ruoshi's face changed and he rushed back.
open the door.
The scene before him almost drove him crazy.
Junjun climbed out of the crib.
The chicken soup that Mrs. Li had placed on the table was spilled all over the table.
Scattered on Fu Ruoshi’s Apple computer.
on the phone,
On a table of manuscript paper.
...
There was a brief blank in Fu Ruoshi's mind.
Seeing her father coming in, Junjun happily waved her hands, as if to show off her "achievements"
Junjun: Hehehe~
! ! ! !
"Fu Junchuo!!!!"
Rage value +
Fu Ruoshi's roar echoed throughout the corridor.
The nurse and confinement nanny on duty rushed over in fear.
The desk was a mess.
The computer screen went black, the phone was rescued, and the files were soaked in chicken soup.
And Junjun's heart-wrenching cry.
Fu Ruoshi's shout just now was a genuine outburst of rage.
It still scared the kids.
The confinement nanny quickly held the child and coaxed him.
The nurse helped to clean up the mess on the table.
Not long after, Wen Zhixia also woke up.
She heard the child next door crying in a daze. She was worried and got up to check.
As soon as she opened the door of Fu Ruoshi's room, she saw a murderous man leaning against the window, waiting for Junjun with murderous intent.
Junjun was still crying, gasping for breath.
"Little ancestor, please stop crying, okay?" Fu Ruoshi collapsed. "I almost lost my food, and I didn't cry. Why are you crying?"
Wen Zhixia saw the wet computer and manuscript paper on his desk and understood everything.
It seems like it's really serious.
"Have you backed up everything?" She took Junjun from the confinement nanny's arms and looked at his computer. "It was rescued in time, the motherboard is fine."
Fu Ruoshi took a lot of effort to swallow his anger.
Junjun was still frightened by him and kept crying, the kind that couldn't be comforted.
"Dad was wrong, Mom will help you beat her." Wen Zhixia took Junjun's little hand and hit Fu Ruoshi's chest, "Come on, let's hit her hard."
It's no use.
The more she cried, the louder she cried.
Seeing the baby's voice hoarse from crying, Wen Zhixia and Fu Ruoshi were anxious and helpless.
"Sing!" the nanny said, "Junjun likes to listen to songs! You sing to her, Madam, hold her, and Mr. Fu, you sing to her!"
Fu Ruoshi was stunned: "Me? Me?"
"Let's just sing something." Wen Zhixia said, "Distract him!"
Fu Ruoshi looked at her helplessly and coughed awkwardly.
He asked the nurse and the confinement nanny to leave, and remained stiff and reserved for a while.
"Baby~Baby~"
"Will you just stop fucking crying?"
"If you keep crying I'm going to go crazy~"
"Please fucking spare your father, okay~"
"Your dad really knows he's wrong~"
"Hey~ Daddy~"
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