Rebirth Seventy Silly Wife, She Has a Space of Fortune

Han Jiaojiao usually can't see it in the shower, but occasionally when she turns around, she can see something in the mirror.

Shen Junshan also told her.

Because he also has a birthmark, Shen Junshan even teased her, he must have a birthmark to be a family.

Han Jiaojiao couldn't touch it either, she reached out to hook her back and only grabbed her own shoulder.

Han Jiaojiao said, "It seems to be shaped like a small gourd. I've heard from Junshan, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"Let me take another look."

Rao Fang pushed her hand away and looked carefully.

She looked over and over again for the tiny spots.

"Little gourd..."

"It's a gourd-shaped one, what's wrong?"

Rao Fang didn't say a word, Shen Junshan washed the basin, filled the hot water and came in.

Rao Fang stood up suddenly and rushed out of the ward like the wind, almost knocking over Shen Junshan's water bottle.

Fortunately, he was quite agile, so he quickly dodged Rao Fang and raised the water bottle high.

Shen Junshan asked strangely: "What's wrong with Aunt Rao? Why are you in such a panic?"

"I don't know. I was chatting well just now, but suddenly I turned into a windy woman."

"Then...do you want to wipe it off?"

"Will you wipe it off for me?"

The water was also brought, and the clothes were taken off.

There is already a cleansing look in the mind.

It's too wasteful not to wash.

Han Jiaojiao raised her hair, pouted her mouth and acted coquettishly at Shen Junshan: "Husband, please help me wash it, I'm easy to wash, I'll be fine in a while!"

In Shen Junshan's eyes, he was just a white and cute bunch.

He locked the door behind him, rolled up his sleeves, poured water into the basin, adjusted it to a slightly warmer temperature, and threw in the towel. When it was wet and wrung out until it was half-dry, he started slowly from Han Jiaojiao's neck. Wipe slowly.

I wrung out another hot towel that was completely dry, and wiped off the moisture along the wiped area.

With the warmth on her back, Han Jiaojiao hummed a little song comfortably.

Shen Junshan saw that Rao Fang also sent a very strange comb, the style was something he had never seen before.

"Why is there a beam in the middle of this comb? The teeth on both sides are so dense, and they are both long and short. It looks weird."

"That's a comb. I didn't expect Aunt Rao Fang to have this thing! The older generation may have it at home, but I've only seen it on TV!"

Shen Junshan felt that the older generation didn't have this thing in their homes.

At least he had never seen such a comb in the country.

Han Jiaojiao turned her head and smiled at him: "Jun Shan, I'll be lying on the bed for a while, can you use this to comb my hair? I heard it's very good at removing dirt. In the past, women used to rely on it without washing their hair for a month!"

"Don't wash your hair for a month?"

There was a strange smile in Shen Junshan's eyes.

Han Jiaojiao pinched him openly: "What are you thinking! I am impossible, never possible."

"I see, you sit down quickly, and be careful not to fall off the stool and tear the wound!"

Han Jiaojiao can't sit for a long time yet, Shen Junshan was afraid of tearing the wound, so he quickly made her sit up, and speeded up to help her wipe her back, then her arms and hands and feet.

After changing two basins of water, Shen Junshan was finally done.

Han Jiaojiao found an open-cut silk pajamas to change into. It was comfortable to wear in the heating room and convenient for breastfeeding.

She lay down and said, "I don't have milk yet, I don't know if it will come."

"Grandma said she wanted to find a teacher for you. I'll see when she comes tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you don't have any. There's still milk powder."

"I used to think about not breastfeeding, which was troublesome and easy to deform, which greatly affected my life. But now, I suddenly want to breastfeed. It's best if I have it."

Shen Junshan poured out the water and washed himself.

After he came out, he put the wrung clothes on the radiator.

Shen Junshan tidied up his bed, moved the bedside table between the two beds to the side, and the two beds became one.

He lay down next to Han Jiaojiao and said, "It doesn't matter if it's breast-feeding or formula-feeding, it doesn't matter, as long as it suits you."

"Then I think you're stupid, okay?"

"Row."

"You are such a fool!"

Han Jiaojiao moved to Shen Junshan's side.

Some of the current hospital beds don't have guardrails, and there is no barrier between her and Shen Junshan, and they can just be next to each other.

After Rao Fang ran back, she didn't know what to say at the door of the room. After pacing back and forth for more than ten minutes, she was so anxious that she sat on a chair and silently shed tears.

Xu Yima and Gu Chen didn't know, they stayed in the room until the nurse chased them out.

As soon as Xu Yima came out, he saw his daughter-in-law sitting not far from the door, crying.

His old face was dumbfounded, and he hurried over and said, "What's the matter? Didn't you wash Jiaojiao's body? Why are you crying here secretly!"

"Yeah, girl, what's wrong with you? It's...Junshan got mad at you? Tell me, and I'll teach you a lesson!"

Gu Chen was also anxious at the side.

Rao Fang shook her head and forced a little smile: "No, it's because I feel a little emotional when I see Jiaojiao giving birth, and I can't control it."

"Oh, that's it... It's not enough for Junshan to give you anger, then don't cry, old Xu is heartbroken to death."

"Who is so distressed, you are an old and unscrupulous old man, don't make fun of my daughter-in-law!"

"Okay, I won't tease you two anymore, I'm going back now, and you should go back early, it's not easy to take a taxi when it's late."

After Gu Chen bid farewell to Xu Yima, he went back.

Xu Yima waited for him to leave, and sat down next to Rao Fang.

"What happened? Don't hide it from me. We have passed two lifetimes. Can I not see that you are lying?"

Xu Yima couldn't say anything in front of Gu Chen, he didn't speak until he left.

"Tell me what's going on. If it doesn't work, there's Cai Xun. My son is growing up and promising. Let's discuss things together."

Rao Fang's silent appearance was even more frightening.

Xu Yima handed her the handkerchief.

Rao Fang wiped away tears, pulled him and whispered, "Do you still remember our daughter?"

"Of course I remember, how can I forget this!"

Xu Yima has reached this age, and he is considered complete.

Life is going well, and there is nothing to worry about.

The only thorn in my heart is that I didn't find my daughter in my previous life,

He patted his thigh and sighed deeply: "If I hadn't gone out to work and left you alone at home to take care of the two children, my daughter would not have been lost. I am responsible for this matter."

"I don't want to quarrel with you about who is right and who is wrong. We have kept this matter in our hearts for a long time, and no one wants to mention it, but do you remember the birthmark on the child?"

"Little gourd, of course I remember."

When the child took a bath for the first time, Xu Yima did it himself.

Others think that the child's body is soft and the bones are too delicate, so they dare not wash it with their hands.

It was he, a big man, who washed it.

Xu Yima clearly remembered the birthmark on her daughter's back, which was a small pink gourd.

Xu Yima asked curiously, "Why are you bringing this up? What happened?"