Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

After a toss, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening, which happened to be more than 2 o'clock in the afternoon at home.

He first dialed Huang's mother's number and handed her mobile phone to Huang Jingping. "Mom," Huang Jingping yelled, her eyes a little red, but her voice still sounded normal, "Are you busy now? Is your dad's work going well? Qin Ping, are you not obedient now? How is the business in the store?"

She asked everyone in the family, everything.

It seemed that Mother Huang was aware that something was wrong, and she immediately denied it, "It's okay, nothing happened. I just came back from the city with Yiping. If I miss you, I will call you. It's okay. , I let him answer the phone,"

"Yiping, you guys are fine? I mean, you are all late, why are you calling home so late?"

"It's all very good, mainly because I saw a lot of fellow villagers today. Jingping is a little homesick. You and uncle are fine too, right? Yes, as soon as this semester ends, we will come back as soon as possible.

The hand was torn, Feng Yiping took a look, Huang Jingping, who was about to fall out of Jin Doudou, pointed to the little guy. Her little guy's mouth was flat and moving, a bit like a crying posture, he was frightened. Jump, and quickly said, "Auntie, we are a little hungry, let's find something to eat first, um, we must send the CD home in two days."

"Okay, don't worry, the house is pretty good," Huang's mother who hung up, instinctively felt that there was something wrong with the two children.

The little guy didn’t want to cry. It’s probably because he was talking to her. Feng Yiping didn’t dare to call in the room anymore. He ran downstairs and dialed his parents’ phone numbers one after another. Chase, successfully aroused the alert of parents, and asked again and again, "Isn't there anything wrong with you?"

I have to say that it is far away. Parents can still feel your strangeness from your usual words.

Mei Qiuping also called Feng Zhenchang who was in the factory, "Yiping just called and told me for a long time, I think he seems to have something."

"Oh, he hit me too, but don't worry, it must be something good," Feng Zhenchang said.

Feng Yiping was right to call outside. When returning to the room, the little guy cried loudly, and the new mother was a bit helpless, and with the help of a nurse, she tried painfully to start the milk.

The degree of pain is said to be no worse than having a child.

"Let me come," Feng Yiping replaced another nurse, gently and skillfully putting on clean diapers for her daughter. The nurse checked and the tightness was just right. Exaggerated, "You are a qualified dad,"

Just kidding, somehow he used to be a Chinese dad who had been on duty for many years.

On the other hand, although hard work, these efforts have no effect temporarily. It seems that the baby’s first meal cannot be counted on her mother’s granary.

This time, without the nurse's demonstration, Feng Yiping was familiar with the milk powder. When the temperature is right, take the little guy who is still quiet in the nurse's arms.

Although his eyes hadn't opened yet, he probably didn't understand anything, but his lips touched the nipple. The little guy sucked up instinctively, the appetite was quite big, and the soaked 300ml, she drank 260 by one of them.

It would be nice if I could eat as quickly as I am now!

Tiny **** is very dry, and her belly is full, she didn't even burp. After a few clicks, he fell asleep beautifully again.

"You must have done some preparatory work," the two nurses watched Feng Yiping carefully putting the child on his side in the crib, and sincerely boasted, "Let me take it away, or do you take care of it yourself?"

"Let's do it ourselves!" the two said in unison, still taking care of them with all their heart and rest assured.

In addition, quietly speaking, if you put the little guy in a few Asian babies who were also just born, they would really have to work a little bit to tell them apart-if you don't believe it, you will know by going to the nursery room of the hospital.

"Okay, it seems that mom can have a good rest tonight. You can rest assured that Dad can do these things. From now on, we will remind you every two hours. If you need anything during the period, press the pager at any time."

"Thank you!"

"You sleep, I will take care of the child,"

"Well," Huang Jingping couldn't hold on anymore, and under Feng Yiping's gaze, she slowly closed her eyes. After a while, there was a snoring sound.

Feng Yiping leaned on the bed, looking at Huang Jingping and her daughter who were sleeping, feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment came to his heart, and there was no sleep at all.

After three o’clock, I didn’t need the nurse to remind me. Seeing the little guy started groaning again, Feng Yiping changed her diapers again. He fed her some water first, and then nursed her for the second time. , I only drank more than 100 ml, and fell asleep while drinking.

After the third time, Feng Yiping finally lay on the bed with his clothes, but after sleeping for a while, he would wake up spontaneously, look at those two faces, listen to them breathing evenly, and then sleep for a while with eyes closed, the cycle repeats. Have fun....

When he was asleep, he was naturally awakened by the little guy.

Huang Jingping now looks like she is not as weak as she was just after giving birth, and her mental head is also very good. She will be able to hold her baby while breastfeeding without a teacher, "Be good, eat more,"

"Can it be used?" Feng Yiping asked in amazement

"What does it mean to be usable?" Huang Jingping gave him a look.

"Please, although I have used it before, it's not this function."

"What are you talking about, oh, don't look at it, oh baby, not about you, but about your father,"

Her voice was louder, and the little guy was too scared to move.

"Hehe," Feng Yiping ran to the bathroom and wiped his face with cold water, "Have you had breakfast?"

This high-end private hospital is really good except for its high fees. The breakfast provided here is much better than what he eats every morning as a billionaire. However, he almost read the newspaper today. A mouthful of milk came out.

The headline of the newspaper was, "Mysterious people gave birth in high-end hospitals, and Silicon Valley giants raced to go." There were also photos of Jobs arriving and leaving by car.

When did we become a mysterious person?

Fortunately, this is the United States, which is highly valued. Fortunately, this is a high-end private hospital, otherwise it might be exposed at the same time, as well as the identity of Huang Jingping.

However, think about it, this little guy was born with at least three of the world's top 50 richest people in the future-oh no, plus himself, at least four, really lucky.

"Let Leticia take care of you, I'll go to the city, no problem!"

Although the hospital's catering for the parturient woman ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is matched with a variety of pills, which is scientific and reasonable and will help postpartum recovery, Feng Yiping still wants to make her a confinement meal according to the old family.

"I don't want to eat pig's trotters and old hens. Those are too greasy. Look at me, the waist is so thick now!"

"Dele, the one with less oil, the one that nourishes the body, but also the delicious one,"

There are still many such choices, such as sea cucumber, pork liver, spare ribs, and various fish suitable for stewing soup and wound recovery. I also bought millet, black rice, soybeans, peanuts, jujube, and so on. Several bags are solid.

When he got home to soak the soak, he changed his clothes and returned to the hospital. He found that the ward was already full of things, and the living room outside was still piled with flowers.

"You are not here, they are all sent," Huang Jingping said, "to spend more, but the doctor is worried that the baby will be allergic, has already dealt with a lot."

"We are now, how come it is like a senior cadre is recuperating?" Feng Yiping smiled and examined the gifts, mainly children's clothes and toys. "It doesn't matter. After you are discharged from the hospital, we will have another party when you get better." (To be finished Continued.)