Su Liumeng, in the end, was too embarrassed to stay any longer.
If she kept watching, she felt she might really start believing she was a mother herself.
In the hospital corridor, Su Liumeng looked down at the little maid in front of her. Chun Qiao stood respectfully with her head lowered. “Didn’t your young lady ask for your help?”
“No.”
“If the young lady didn’t ask, this servant doesn’t dare go in to disturb her.”
“Alright, go back to sleep.”
Su Liumeng rubbed her head irritably.
This daughter, who was so hard to come by, was truly treasured by Si Xinyan.
Even the two most favored little maids weren’t allowed close to serve her. These days, she alone had to fill that role.
Inside the hospital room.
Staring at the two completely full baby bottles before me, I fell into a strange silence.
Why could I, on the very day of giving birth, pump out 400ml in one go?
Is this… really a beaver?
And I was speechless at how engorged I felt.
“You can come in.”
I tidied up the marks on my clothes, then ducked my head into the bedsheet, only one hand clutching the two baby bottles sticking out.
“For you.”
When Su Liumeng came in and saw the two entirely full bottles being handed to her, she too was briefly stunned into a weird silence.
“Xinyan…”
“Ah—”
I instinctively covered my ears, burying my head completely under the covers. “Not listening, not listening, la la la, tortoise reciting scriptures.”
Of course, I knew exactly what Su Liumeng wanted to say.
Annoying!!
You’re not allowed to say ##!!!
You are ##, your whole family is ##.
Su Liumeng: “…..”
She hadn’t said a word yet, but it was as if I’d predicted her script.
I hummed quietly in my heart, giving a victor’s smug smile.
Interrupting someone’s spellcasting felt so satisfying.
Because breastfeeding happens in intervals—about every one to two hours.
So, milk production is also periodic.
Usually, after one or two hours, the baby can eat again.
So being able to pump two bottles in one go really is a bit scary.
If that’s the amount for one session, never mind how much there will be in a whole day.
That was exactly what Su Liumeng was shocked about.
Seeing she still hadn’t left, I lifted a corner of the quilt and whispered, voice as tiny as a mosquito, “Put it in the fridge to store it, feed the baby a bit when she’s hungry, but unless necessary, don’t wake me up. I want to sleep until I wake naturally, thanks.”
Su Liumeng acknowledged, just about to leave when I added, “That should be enough for three or four feeds.”
Su Liumeng held the still-warm bottle. “Newborns can’t possibly drink that much.”
I knew exactly what she meant by those unspoken words. My face went red in a flash and I practically shouted, then remembered the baby was sleeping and forced it out through gritted teeth, “Stop, that’s enough, don’t say another word.”
Su Liumeng replied, “Xinxin, little Xin’er.”
“What? Why do you keep calling my name?” I retorted, face flushed, hurriedly plugging my ears. I wanted nothing more than to sink into the ground. After a fierce internal struggle, I finally let up a bit, speaking so quietly Su Liumeng barely heard me, “At least, not right now.”
“A little more would be…”
The rest, I just couldn’t get out.
I could feel my cheeks about to bleed. The stuffy heat under the blanket was like a kettle boiling over.
…
Thanks to Su Liumeng’s help, I could finally rest for a while. I thought to myself, good thing I’m not a single mother, or I really wouldn’t know how to care for the baby.
Resting my head on my little hand, I turned my face slightly and drifted off to sleep.
Time ticked by slowly. Su Liumeng looked at the clock—it was already after seven in the morning.
“Pretty much a whole day and night,” she calculated.
Suddenly, her gaze froze on the crib.
A tiny, adorable baby was slowly opening her eyes. Only a day old, her eyelashes were already long and fine, just like a delicate little brush, trembling as she crept into Su Liumeng’s heart.
With beautiful almond eyes almost identical to Si Xinyan’s, the resemblance was striking and stunning. Right now, she was staring unblinkingly at the girl on the hospital bed.
Perhaps sensing another person in the room, the little one didn’t immediately wail for milk this time, but kept flailing her little arms and legs.
“Yiya—”
After kicking for a bit, she seemed to get hungry again, her voice growing louder, about to break into a full-on cry.
I wasn’t unresponsive to the baby’s noises, just rolled over in bed. Su Liumeng immediately came to the bedside, gently patting my back. “It’s alright, I’m here. I’ll take care of the baby.”
She had already gone out to reheat the bottle as soon as the baby woke.
Reheating had its own particular method.
You can’t let it boil, just warm to the right temperature, then remove it.
Half-asleep, I heard faint sounds, and my tension slowly subsided again.
Su Liumeng came to the crib and squatted down, so her height was level with the baby.
The little one’s eyes darted around, staring at the pretty girl whose looks and bearing rivaled her mother’s, clearly eager to interact.
Her mind wasn’t fully formed yet, but she instinctively disliked this person. That’s why she burst into tears when picked up.
Su Liumeng was very patient. Knowing this little one was smart, she tried, “Your mother hasn’t rested for a long time. Only I can feed you now. If you cry, you’ll just wake your mother. You don’t want that, right?”
And there was something else Su Liumeng couldn’t figure out.
The genius baby who used to communicate from inside the amniotic fluid now seemed to have become a regular infant.
Could this be the price of going against the Heavenly Dao?
Su Liumeng shook her head, looking at the baby’s clear, bright eyes fixed on her. She suddenly laughed. “I’m losing it, thinking a newborn could actually understand me.”
She offered the bottle. The little one struggled fiercely, head turning away, refusing to accept food from a stranger.
“Waa waa—”
Seeing no way out, the little one grew anxious, her cries quick and sharp.
Tears were about to burst forth.
Su Liumeng panicked. If she couldn’t even handle this simple task, wouldn’t her wife despise her? Thinking quickly, she squeezed the bottle so that a bit of milk came out.
The baby surely couldn’t understand her words, otherwise she’d react.
But she could at least sense her mother’s scent.
Otherwise, why would she recognize her own mother right after birth, but not strangers?
The little one kept turning her head away from the bottle, but then, as if she smelled something, paused, staring intently at the bottle. Her cute nose visibly wrinkled, then suddenly she opened her arms and let out a delighted giggle.
Instinctively, she latched onto the bottle, hugging it with both hands, and began gulping down the nutrients in her little bed.
Seeing this, Su Liumeng instantly relaxed, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
She’d really been scared this little ancestor would wail at any second.
She didn’t dare pick her up now—not because she feared the baby’s little hands flailing at her face, but because she was terrified the little one would cry.
If the baby, who hadn’t cried at birth, used all her crying on Su Liumeng, she felt Si Xinyan might just kill her with a glare.
On reflection, it was a bit absurd.
After a bit, the little one finished her milk and began making babbling noises again.
Su Liumeng took away the bottle, got a white handkerchief, and carefully wiped the milk from the baby’s mouth.
Seeing the baby didn’t avoid her handkerchief, Su Liumeng suddenly felt like teasing, reaching out to poke her chubby cheek. “Little Zhizhi, be good, call me ‘big sister.'”
Seriously, does Su Liumeng not worry about being caught by someone and getting a beating for talking to the baby like this?
“Waa—”
Having her cheek poked by someone she disliked, the baby’s eyes welled with tears and she burst into loud cries.
The sudden, piercing wail filled the room so fast Su Liumeng didn’t even have time to react—her finger was still pressed on the little one’s right cheek.
She’d just poked once—how did it end up like this?
Su Liumeng was stunned, not daring to look back at the icy stare from behind.
She quickly pulled her arm back and almost begged, “My little ancestor, please, please don’t cry. Your mom will really beat me if you do.”
“Sorry, auntie was wrong. I won’t poke your little face again.”
Su Liumeng could swear, she only wanted to feel how soft the baby was, just like she’d seen Si Xinyan do, but never thought the first poke would land her in trouble.
This little one really didn’t indulge anyone.
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