It’s just that there was a feeling of emptiness in her heart. There was no real sense of it, as if she had just woken up from a dream and suddenly had a child.
Or rather, despite being mentally prepared, when faced with this newly born, fragile life, Wang Zhao still found it somewhat difficult to face. She hadn’t yet officially entered the role of a mother.
Most people are like this, needing a period of adjustment.
Xu Yingchun laughed on the other end of the phone. “I think you’re just overjoyed. Alright, let me know when you have the full moon celebration. I’ll prepare a big red envelope for the little guy then.”
Wang Zhao smiled.
After chatting for a few more sentences, she hung up the phone. Just as she was about to return to the room, Li Zhenguan called, asking where she had gone, as he couldn’t see her.
He had just woken up to find it was already afternoon, but only his parents were in the room.
“I’m outside, coming back now.”
Li Zhenguan said, “The ordered meal has arrived. Come back quickly.”
After hanging up, Wang Zhao returned to the room to find everyone eating. Li Zhenguan was sitting on the bed. He still couldn’t get out of bed. After giving birth, his belly hadn’t deflated yet, looking like someone seven months pregnant. As soon as he saw Wang Zhao, he instinctively pulled the blanket closer, covering himself.
To Li Zhenguan, giving birth was truly the most embarrassing stage of his life.
After waking up, he found that his belly hadn’t gone down, still slightly swollen. It would take at least a week to recover. During this time, he could only wipe his body with hot water.
Wang Zhao called out to Mom and Dad before sitting down nearby.
Yang Jin got her a set of bowls and chopsticks, letting Wang Zhao sit on the sofa to eat.
She took a bite before seemingly remembering something. “Has the baby eaten?”
Li Zhenguan felt a bit embarrassed. Yang Jin smiled. “We just fed him a while ago.”
Wang Zhao only realized after asking that this question was a bit awkward, especially with Li’s mother present. She had momentarily forgotten that in this world, men give birth to children, so naturally, breastfeeding is also done by males.
No matter how many times, Wang Zhao still found it a very magical thing, as if there was a circle in the world that made everything unreasonable become reasonable.
“That’s good then.” Wang Zhao then opened her chopsticks, picked up a bowl of rice, ate some dishes, and said to Li’s mother, “Mom, you should go back in the afternoon. I’ll take care of things here. My dad will come tomorrow to look after Zhenguan. You don’t need to worry too much.”
Li’s mother didn’t refuse and nodded. “If you need anything here, you can call Zhenwei. If there are any problems, you can also contact us. As for the caregiver, your dad and I have already paid the salary. You don’t need to worry about these things.”
Wang Zhao’s brow furrowed slightly. She hesitated for a moment, wanting to speak, but was interrupted by the other party. “You’ve only been working for a few years now. How much money can you earn? Keep the money you have for yourself. Your dad and I can afford to pay this salary. It’s just a small gesture from us two old folks.”
Li’s mother knew that although the wedding with her son had been kept as low-key as possible, they had still spent quite a bit where necessary. Moreover, she had heard from Zhenguan that the gift money from both sides was kept by him.
Wang Zhao thought for a moment and finally didn’t refuse. She just sighed inwardly, realizing that what had come was not a debt collector, but a little gold mine. Given how much Yang Jin and Li’s mother doted on Li Zhenguan, this child would probably not be an easy one to raise in the future. If he truly took after Li Zhenguan’s personality, that would be real trouble.
After seeing Li’s mother and Yang Jin off, only three people were left in the room. The room was very large, and the caregiver could actually stay here, but Li’s mother had still rented an apartment nearby for them, making it convenient to come and go. Moreover, with Li Zhenguan staying here, Wang Zhao sometimes needed to stay overnight. If the caregiver also stayed here, it would certainly be inconvenient.
Li Zhenguan lay on the bed. Wang Zhao had brought her computer from home and was sitting on the sofa dealing with documents. She was currently handing over a client and needed to organize many document materials, sorting them out clearly. In a while, she would have to go to court.
At this moment, the phone alarm rang. The caregiver picked up the child and placed it on Li Zhenguan.
“It’s time for feeding,” the caregiver said. He glanced at Wang Zhao and then went out to wait outside the door. With the young couple staying together, his presence in the room now would only make people uncomfortable, especially for some newly married young people who were shy.
Li Zhenguan didn’t look like someone with thick skin, especially with Wang Zhao there. She looked like a cultured person. After the caregiver left, he naturally closed the door.
Wang Zhao didn’t look at Li Zhenguan either, her gaze still fixed on the screen in front of her. Then she picked up her water cup and took a sip.
However, the child lying on Li Zhenguan’s body started crying after she just took a sip, its voice small and weak. Wang Zhao looked over, and Li Zhenguan also seemed at a loss. His clothes were half undone, his face flushed red, and even his neck was red.
Wang Zhao walked over, wanting to pick up the child, but hesitated to do so. She was afraid she might not handle it properly. After a moment’s hesitation, she said, “I’ll go outside and call the caregiver in.”
Then, without waiting for Li Zhenguan’s reaction, she quickly walked out, her whole demeanor suggesting a hasty retreat.
She felt that after this day and night, she could consider herself quite experienced.
The caregiver looked at Wang Zhao, who had suddenly rushed out, with some surprise. After a moment’s hesitation, he stepped forward and asked, “Has Mr. Li finished feeding the baby?”
Wang Zhao’s face was actually a bit red, but her expression remained calm, so that slight, negligible shyness was hidden beneath a composed facade. She pretended to clear her throat lightly and tilted her head slightly.
“He’s a bit inexperienced. Please go in and help him,” Wang Zhao said politely.
The middle-aged caregiver smiled, looking at Wang Zhao with some surprise. He wondered if this was really a married young couple. They had already had a child, yet they were so easily embarrassed, unable to handle such situations. He had never seen young spouses like this before. Perhaps this family’s mistress was just too refined. The caregiver marveled as he entered the room.
Inside, the baby’s cries quickly stopped. Li Zhenguan and the caregiver’s voices could be heard talking. Wang Zhao stood at the door for a while, then went downstairs. She had left in a hurry and hadn’t brought her phone, which was still in the delivery room. Thinking it would be fine for just a short while, she didn’t bother to go back for it, deciding to go for a walk downstairs instead.
This floor housed all the pregnant fathers. Some doors had sewn dolls hanging on them, indicating that a baby had been born in that room. Blue dolls represented baby boys, while green ones represented baby girls.
A blue doll hung on the door of their room as well.
Wang Zhao walked along the corridor to the elevator, suddenly realizing that in this entire building, probably only this floor was filled with joyous laughter.
Actually, it was quite strange.
People are born here, and they also die here. The hospital seems like a transfer station. A person’s life begins here, and it also ends here.
And for Wang Zhao, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes in this world was the white ceiling of a hospital. Was this also a coincidence?
She went downstairs for a walk, about thirty minutes or so, then returned. But as soon as she entered the door, she found Li Zhenguan out of bed, with the caregiver trying to persuade him beside him.
Seeing Wang Zhao, both of them were stunned. Li Zhenguan looked a bit embarrassed, while the caregiver sighed in relief. “Miss Wang, you’re finally back. Mr. Li has been insisting on going out to find you.”
It was only the first day after giving birth. The lochia hadn’t even been fully discharged, and there was still a slight tearing wound down there. This Mr. Li was quite stubborn, insisting on going out, not afraid of catching a chill.
Wang Zhao closed the door and helped Li Zhenguan lie back on the bed. “What did you need me for? I just went downstairs for a walk, to stretch my legs.”
Li Zhenguan said, “You didn’t bring your phone.” He had just tried to call and found the ringtone sounding in the room.
“I left in a hurry and forgot it,” Wang Zhao explained.
The baby was still on the bed, sleeping with eyes closed. Newborns can’t open their eyes and sleep most of the time, only waking when hungry. It was the same routine as when in Li Zhenguan’s belly, still thinking it was floating in amniotic fluid.
“Next time you go out, let me know,” Li Zhenguan said, holding her hand, while asking the caregiver to take the baby away. Wang Zhao glanced at the middle-aged man, then nodded, “Next time I go out, I’ll definitely tell you. You’ve just given birth, so stay in bed for the next few days and don’t move around.”
Li Zhenguan smiled, thinking of something, and then asked the caregiver to bring the baby back. He took the baby, holding it in his arms, more skillfully than in the morning, after all, he had taken several classes.
“Look, doesn’t his mouth and eyes look like yours?” Li Zhenguan was quite fond of this child at this moment. After all, it was a piece of flesh from his own body. He had been looking at this child for a long time, trying to find a trace of Wang Zhao’s features on that small face.
Wang Zhao couldn’t really see it. She didn’t have much awareness of her own features. People often don’t think they look like others, nor do they think others look like them. Besides, she really couldn’t see what features such a small child had. Weren’t they all just a pair of eyes, a nose, and a mouth? Nothing too different.
Perhaps sensing her lack of enthusiasm, Li Zhenguan’s fingers holding the baby involuntarily curled a couple of times. He changed the subject, “Have you thought of a name for the child?”
Wang Zhao lowered her head to look at the little one, who was sleeping obediently with eyes closed, appearing exceptionally quiet, much quieter and more well-behaved than when in his father’s belly. She couldn’t help but smile, reaching out for the first time to gently touch the baby’s soft little cheek.
“Let’s call him Wang Wen.”
He looked like a gentle little boy.
Author’s Note:
Congratulations, a sister in the comment section guessed correctly!
That’s right, Zhenguan’s first child is a boy.
Thank you to the little angels who cast landmines or watered with nutrient solution during the period from 2022-05-26 21:54:48 to 2022-05-28 00:04:12~
Thanks to the little angel who cast a landmine: Short Author Don’t 1;
Thanks to the little angels who watered with nutrient solution: Yukimura 5 bottles; Five Five, Hi Five!!! 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
[Touch the gear icon in the bottom right corner of the screen to move to the next chapter if you want.]
________
Please help me, I want to bring you the best possible things.
If you find any chapter or novel with poor translation and editing quality, let me know by commenting directly under that novel or chapter. I will retranslate it as soon as possible.
________
*Spotlight on Finished Novel Translations*
In This Life, I Won’t Be Foolish To Lose You Again (Female-dominant)
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]