That night, Zhang Guoqing remained alert. Around two in the morning when his son stirred, Zhang Guoqing rolled over and quickly picked him up. With one hand, he made milk formula, testing the temperature before hurriedly placing it in Ping'an's mouth.
"Ping'an, my baby, you're so good. Let your mother sleep. Once you're done eating, Daddy will sleep with you. When our Ping'an eats well, he grows fast. When you grow up, Daddy will take you out to play. In spring, Daddy will take you for walks, collect wild vegetables; in summer, we'll go swimming and fishing; in autumn, we'll pick wild fruits in the mountains; in winter, we'll build snowmen and play with ice sleds. Good baby, grow up quickly, good baby sleep."
