Chang’an Peasant Girl

Baby Ann was furious.

She was so angry that Baby An strode to Ning Zihan's side and gave Ning Zihan the baby in her arms, "You hold it while I take a rest!"

Although Ning Zihan didn't like his son very much, he was still so young. When An Baobao was stuffed into him, he didn't dare to struggle, for fear of hurting his boneless son.

"Honey, take your son away quickly." Ning Zihan's whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to move his arms.

Baby An looked at Ning Zihan's rare expression of almost crying, and immediately laughed: "It's not like you haven't hugged a child before. You hugged Tiantian very well when she was born, why are you still like this?"

"That's not my and your son. Just hug him casually."

"Don't let my second uncle and second aunt hear what you said. By the way, there is also Tiantian. Tiantian is six years old now and is more sensible. If she knows that you hug her casually and are not afraid of hurting her, She must be heartbroken, and you know she really likes your uncle."

"Don't talk about her now, take your son away quickly." Ning Zihan really couldn't stand being so stiff, but he also really didn't dare to hold his son for fear of being broken by him.

Although he doesn't like this son very much, he is still his son after all. Of course, in his heart, he is different from other people's children.

An Baobao insisted on taking him away, and even smiled and asked Ning Zihan to look at the baby in his arms, "Look how much our son likes you as a daddy. As soon as he was in your arms, he stopped crying and even looked at you. Grinning."

Only then did Ning Zihan realize this. Although the little guy was smiling happily, he was still not happy at all and continued to let An Baobao take their son away.

"Hurry up and take me away." Ning Zihan was about to cry. "I can't hold it anymore, my hands are sore."

An Baobao was very speechless, "You just need to move. Who told you not to move like this?"

"What should I do if I dare not move and my son gets damaged?"

An Baobei immediately laughed: "Our son is not made of glass, just be gentle."

Ning Zihan still shook his head and refused to move.

Seeing him just frozen there, motionless, he was really tired. Baby An sighed, and then he took his son from Ning Zihan's arms and held him in his arms. As soon as Ning Zihan had no more children in his arms, Baby An immediately left Baby An. It's so far away, and I'm afraid An Baobao will give the child to him again.

An Baobei just thought it was funny, "Are you that concerned?"

"As for! If my son is really spoiled by me, where can I find someone to accompany you!" Ning Zihan still spoke plausibly.

An Baobei found it even more funny.

"Don't hold your son to me anymore." It was so scary. His body was so small and so soft. He really didn't dare to move at all for fear of hurting the little guy.

An Baobao was speechless again: "You can't live without holding your son for the rest of your life, right?"

Ning Zihan felt that it was unrealistic not to hold her son in her arms for the rest of her life, so she said, "Let's wait until the child grows older. He is too young now. Don't force me to hold the child and make me feel sad again."

My husband had already talked to this point, so An Baobei didn't force it anymore.

Ning Zihan originally planned to wait until the child could crawl before trying to hold it, but seeing that An Baobao would not let the servants take care of the child, it was very tiring for her to take care of the child by herself. Ning Zihan felt very distressed and started to work hard. Overcoming their fear, they finally dared to hold their son when he was four months old.

An Baobei felt very happy when she saw that Ning Zihan was working hard to help take care of the child because she couldn't bear to see her working so hard.