Days passed by, and the weather gradually became cooler.
Probably because of the spiritual spring water, Lin Chuxia’s milk supply was very good, making it easy to soothe little Qi Qi after eating and drinking.
Usually, she spent most of her time sleeping, even starting to sleep through the night.
Zhuang Jingshu looked at the little one sleeping soundly on the bed and sighed, "Just like when you were little, clearly a thoughtful little girl."
Although Lin Chuxia was placed in the care of Old Madam Lin shortly after birth and didn’t finish her confinement, she was indeed easy to care for back then.
She always remembered that tiny little person.
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The first thing Qin Yang did when he returned from work was to check on his daughter.
These days, his daughter’s little face was soft and white, her hair dark, and her limbs looked like little lotus roots. Whenever she saw her dad, she would smile widely, making him never tire of looking at her.
Perhaps sensing her father’s presence, Qi Qi moved her small arms and sleepily opened her eyes.
While other children might cry out when they wake, Qi Qi would first blink her big eyes to observe her surroundings, only crying out to signal when she couldn’t see anyone.
Upon seeing her father, there was no need to signal anymore; she waved her little arms to greet him.
Qin Yang swiftly picked her up, squatted by the chamber pot to help his daughter with her business, wiped her dry with soft cotton cloth, and wrapped her in a diaper before laying her back down.
The little one thoroughly enjoyed her father’s thoughtful service, laying there babbling in baby talk with her mouth puckered.
At this moment, Qin Yang babbled back at his daughter in nonsensical words, a stark contrast to the cool and aloof Deputy Minister Qin others saw.
Sometimes Lin Chuxia would look at this Qin Yang and find it hard to recall how he used to be when she first saw him.
Noticing his wife’s gaze, Qin Yang smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Lin Chuxia brought the sun-dried diapers to the bedside and folded them one by one.
"I’m planning to visit the mall and the garment factory."
The garment factory had been running smoothly for several months, initially consulting her on important matters only.
Since the baby was born, Wang Tianxue had taken over everything to let her focus on postpartum recovery.
Zhuang Jingshu even assigned Zhuang Yang to the garment factory to work with Wang Tianxue and Jia Liang on the factory matters.
Zhuang Jingshu’s purpose was simpler; Lin Chuxia shouldn’t strain herself postpartum.
Back then, she fell ill due to not having proper postpartum care, and she wouldn’t let her daughter suffer the same pain.
Even after the confinement, Lin Chuxia wasn’t allowed to worry about these matters; she had to have a full two months of rest.
Lin Chuxia knew that Zhuang Jingshu was doing this for her good, and with Zhuang Yang’s overseas management experience, along with Wang Tianxue and Jia Liang, she truly had no worries.
Now, having completed two full months of recovery, and with the garment factory on track, she felt she had to make an appearance as the boss.
Besides, it was important for her to personally witness the results of her factory.
Qin Yang knew she’d been itching to go, but hesitated, "What about Qi Qi? Can Mom handle it alone? Should I take a day off?"
"No need, I talked to Mom, and she said it’s no problem. The formula milk brother bought is something Qi Qi really likes, so she can drink that when she’s hungry."
"Mom’s really been a huge help," Qin Yang genuinely marveled, "Xiaxia, let’s spend the Mid-Autumn Festival here. I’ve already talked to the family; Qi Qi is still small, no need to fuss with travel."
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