1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1529 The First Breastfeeding Amidst the Chaos

Chapter 1529 The First Breastfeeding Amidst Chaos

With his back to Chu Xue, Fu Yancheng held his youngest son in his arms: "Don't cry, Daddy will hold you."

After saying "Daddy hug," Fu Yancheng still felt a little uncomfortable, but looking at the little one in his arms, his heart softened.

Seeing his son crying in his arms, he said, "Mom, is he hungry? Should I make him some formula? I'm afraid Chuxue's milk won't be enough for the three of them."

But as soon as he said that, he felt a pang of guilt.

His old face flushed red instantly.

When Fu's mother heard his words, she looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

Fu Yancheng, while trying to soothe the child, turned to the side and said, "It's nothing, I was just a little worried because he kept crying."

He was so busy fooling his mother that he ended up spinning around halfway while holding his son. When he looked up, he saw his wife feeding their eldest child.

The first thing that caught his eye was his wife's juicy peach, and now his face turned even redder.

Chu Xue glanced at him and couldn't help but laugh at his embarrassed look. If her mother-in-law hadn't been there, she would have definitely teased him.

Seeing that her granddaughter was constantly looking for food, Fu's mother carried her to Chuxue's bedside. Seeing that Chuxue's movements and postures were correct, she couldn't help but smile. It seemed that she had learned a lot from her sister.

Chu Xue had no idea that her mother-in-law would think that way. This wasn't something she learned from her sister; it was something she learned from the postpartum nanny at the confinement center after her best friend gave birth in her previous life.

Dafu loosened its grip after eating its fill, but it was unclear whether it was due to Chuxue's good constitution or the extra help from the space, but its milk supply was excellent.

As soon as Dafu let go, milk sprayed all over the little guy's face, startling him.

Chu Xue, being a mother, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mrs. Fu quickly handed over a small towel: "Quickly wipe it off."

But after she finished speaking, she laughed too. Fu Yancheng had finally calmed down when he heard his mother and wife laughing. He turned around and saw that his son's face was covered in milk, and the milk was still spraying out.

In his haste, he handed Sanwang over, saying, "Let Sanwang eat first, I'll take Dafu away and help him wipe himself."

The baby was handed over, and Chuxue reached out to take it. However, before Sanwang could suckle, he was also sprayed all over his face, which startled the little guy.

Fortunately, Fu Yancheng was quick-witted and swiftly carried Dafu away.

Chu Xue patted the little guy and coaxed him gently, which calmed him down and prevented him from crying. She was afraid that the milk flow would be too strong and cause the baby to choke.

After Sanwang started eating heartily, Chuxue noticed that milk had seeped out from the other side and soaked her clothes.

She quickly tried to stop the flow with her fingers, but even so, milk was still dripping down: "Mom, why don't you give me the second baby too, so they can eat together? Otherwise, the milk will run out and there won't be enough for her to drink."

As she spoke, she moved her youngest son aside to make room for her daughter.

Fortunately, the triplets were all small.

Feeding two children at once was a bit overwhelming, even with Fu's mother's help.

Fortunately, Fu's mother was an experienced woman who shared a lot of knowledge. After all, she had also raised twins, Fu Yanwei and Fu Yanhong, and naturally, there were times when they were raised together.

After a lot of fuss, I finally managed to feed the two little ones.

After each parent held one child and patted them to help them burp, they laid the three children side by side on the next bed. Fu's mother played with the three children while Fu Yancheng went to clean up the basins and towels they had used earlier.

After everything was tidied up, Fu Yancheng was about to make his wife a cup of brown sugar water when he heard a knock on the ward door.

When they knocked on the door at this hour, the three of them looked at each other and frowned simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)