The General’s Little Peasant Wife

At the end of the day, Bao Bao couldn't take it anymore, and the little one beat a hook and closed his eyes.

Son's lovely look softened Joe Tian's heart, lowered his head and kissed him on his cheek, then put him in bed and slept with Ning Mengyao.

“You hold the child, I take Yao Yao to the room beside you.” If she wakes up, she won't want to be in this room, that big bloody smell.

“Ok.” Qiao Tianchang took Ning Mengyao to the house next to him. Yang Lele and they saw Ning Mengyao sleeping and were relieved.

When the baby was born, Joe Tianjin naturally wanted to give those people good news, so the news came out again and again.

Mr. and Mrs. Xiao Qitian dared to go this way with good things as soon as they received the news. Nangong Yan learned that he had a grandson. He also brought many good things from the Regent's palace, and called the butler to rush this way. There were also Mr. and Mrs. Merolin, as well as several people from Shu Chen and Shi Tu.

Mengyao woke up feeling a little sore, but much more relaxed, and as soon as she turned her head she saw a cute little bun, but the skin was a little red and a little wrinkled: “Like a little monkey.” Ning Mengyao whispered.

Joe Tian came in with the soup and saw that Ning Mengyao was awake: “Yao Yao, are you awake? Come and have some soup. ”

“Let's call our son Little Monkey. Look at him. He's blushing and wrinkling like a little monkey.” Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Tian and said seriously.

However, Joe Tianjin had a dark face and his son was so cute, how could he be a little monkey?

“No, my son is so cute, not a little monkey.” Joe Tian frowned.

“Whatever, I'll call him Little Monkey.” Ning Mengyao is determined to call it that.

Qiao Tianchang couldn't help but pinch Ning Mengyao's face to show punishment: “Come and drink some soup. ”

After two sips, Ning Mengyao said with a bitter face: “Why is the sky smooth and tasteless at all? ”

Reaching out to touch Ning Mengyao's cheek, Qiao Tian smiled and said: “Granny said, you can't eat anything too heavy in the moon. You have to get the moon, be good. ”

Mengyao was speechless but had no choice but to drink that faint, tasteless soup.

Drink the soup and the kid won't be angry when his eyes roll.

Seeing his son so well-behaved, Mengyao's heart was softened and he reached out and held people up: “Little monkey. ”

“The child is called Jomo.” Joe Tian opened his mouth.

“Okay, that's what we talked about. ”

Joe Tian sat beside Ning Mengyao looking at the child in her arms, when the child suddenly flattened his mouth and seemed uncomfortable.

“What's wrong with him?” Joe Tian looks at his son with a flat mouth and doesn't calm down.

“Probably pissed. ”

“Let me see.” Joe Tianjin held the child to the bed and opened the quilt, didn't he just pee?

Bring the hot water to wipe the child and put on a clean diaper, which put him from the new bag into Ning Mengyao's arms.

Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianjing in amazement: “How can you change?” There's a pattern in exchange, and if you ignore that, it's a bit stiff.

“I think that's what Grandma did.” Joe Tian touched his nose: “You're still sitting on the moon, son. I'll take it with me. ”

“Okay.”

Soon the child cried again, looking a little hungry.

Ning Mengyao held the child in her arms, undressed her clothes and fed the child. It was Joe Tian hanging beside her. She was a little embarrassed.

At the beginning, the child may not be able to eat, some grievances, so slowly this will smash it, smash it and eat it.

Joe Tianjin looked at it while it was called a sour sneak in his heart. It was too much for a man to lie in his own woman's arms and eat it.

Fortunately, Ning Mengyao doesn't know what Joe Tianjin is thinking, otherwise he can't slap people out.

Soon the child was fed up, and Mengyao wiped the child's mouth with a fine cotton cloth, which put him in bed already asleep.

The next afternoon, Xiao Qitian arrived and saw Joe Tianjin start shelling: “Is it a boy or a girl? ”