"No way, you guys go home and rest today. If you wear yourselves out, how can you help me take care of the baby later?" Xu Nianhua said seriously, with a stern face. Jiang Wanru has always been somewhat frail. After reconnecting, her health noticeably improved, but she still needs proper care, especially with the constant sleepless nights.
Ji Ying has been making chili sauce these past few years and is in good health, but definitely can't afford sleepless nights, especially with her older sister's two children; apart from the confinement period, it was her sister and brother-in-law who took turns watching them at night.
"Mom, I'll take care of him today." Pei Yicheng looked at his son in the cradle, his heart softening as he said, "Yixian doesn't fuss or cry; I can manage."
"You?"
Jiang Wanru and Ji Ying both objected, but Pei Yicheng was just short of patting his chest in assurance, saying, "Don't worry, Yixian is my son, I'm definitely capable of taking care of him."
