"No way. You two should go home and rest today. If you wear yourselves out, how will you help me take care of the baby later?" Xu Nianhua said sternly, her face serious. Jiang Wanru's health had never been particularly strong. Since reuniting, Wanru's body had obviously improved, but she still needed good care. She couldn't keep losing sleep like this.
Ji Ying had been making chili sauce these past years, so her health was pretty good, but losing sleep was still the worst. As for her sister-in-law's two kids, except during the postpartum month, the rest of the nights had been handled by both her sister-in-law and elder brother together.
"Mom, I'll take care of him tonight." Pei Yicheng looked down at his son in the cradle, feeling soft inside. He said, "Yixian doesn't fuss or cry. I can do it."
"You?"
Both Jiang Wanru and Ji Ying objected, but Pei Yicheng was almost pounding his chest to guarantee it, saying, "Don't worry. Yixian is my son. Of course I can take care of him well."
