Shang Wuhen immediately bent down and picked up the baby from the crib. It was just a newborn baby. It was small and soft and felt weightless in his hands. Shang Wuhen held it very carefully.

After picking up his son, he didn't dare to walk, fearing that if he took too big a step, the baby would slip out of his hands.

"Let me do it."

Seeing her son-in-law's appearance, Lan's mother stepped forward and took the baby from her hands. She smiled and said, "Look at you holding the baby in your arms and not even daring to walk. Ah Jing waited for an hour and didn't know if she could see it." It�s the baby.�

"The way you hold the baby is wrong. I'm scared to see you walking with the baby in your arms."

Mrs. Shang smiled and said: "This is how a new father is. As time goes by, he will get used to it. By then, he will be more skillful in holding the baby than many women. Wuhen's father was like this at the beginning."

Zhan Yin looked at this scene and heard what the people who came over said.

He was thinking in his heart that when he had time, he would shamelessly run to the merchant, give this little guy a hug, and practice his holding posture. When Haitong gave birth to a baby, he wouldn't be like Shang Wuhen, who couldn't even hold his baby. I can�t hold a child well.

Now Zhan Yin also wanted to hug the child, but when he saw Shang Wuhen being embarrassed, he didn't dare to hug him, lest he would be embarrassed too.

He had raised babies before, but the ones he raised were babies like Yangyang that could walk and talk, not just born.

The baby was small and soft, so he didn't dare to hold it.

Lan Jing was about to sit up, and Shang Wuhen quickly stepped forward to help her.

"You can watch it while lying down, you don't have to sit up."

Shang Wuhen knew that women should lie more and sit less during confinement, so as not to suffer from back pain in the future. He heard that problems caused by confinement will be followed for the rest of their lives, which is very torturous.

He must not let his beloved wife suffer from confinement problems.

"It's okay, I feel a lot better now."

After Lan Jing sat down, she stretched out her hands to hug her son.

Mother Lan handed her grandson to her daughter and said, "He drank 15 ml of milk powder. He is edible. Look at how soundly he sleeps. Ah Jing, the baby is really like you, except for his mouth."

Lan Jing is a small cherry mouth.

Lan Jing hugged her son and kissed her several times, smiling: "Of course he looks like me, and his mouth looks like Wuhen's."

She glanced at her husband and said, "The baby belongs to both of us. He looks like me and you, but of course more like me."

Shang Wuhen said dotingly: "I look better like you. I'm not as good-looking as you."

Everyone laughs.

Whether it's Lan Jing or Shang Wuhen, they both have very good looks. The baby is still young and can't tell, but you can tell when he gets a little older. He is definitely a handsome little baby.

Lan Jing needed to rest after giving birth, so everyone left after staying in the hospital for half a day. JrNovels.com