Chapter 1529: The Chaotic First Feeding

Fu Yan Cheng, with his back to Liu Chuxue, held the youngest son in his arms: "Don't cry, Dad's holding you."

After those words "Dad's holding you" left his lips, Fu Yan Cheng still felt somewhat unaccustomed; looking at the little one in his arms, his heart felt very soft.

Seeing the son in his arms crying nonstop, he spoke: "Mom, is he hungry? How about I mix some formula and feed him first? Chuxue's milk supply might not be enough for the three of them."

Yet as soon as these words came out, he felt a wave of guilt himself.

His old face turned red all over in an instant.

Fu's mother, hearing his words, happened to look at him: "What's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

Fu Yan Cheng, while coaxing the child, turned his body slightly to the side: "Nothing, I'm just a bit anxious seeing him cry nonstop."

He was so busy fobbing off his own mother that, while holding his son, he turned another half-circle; looking up, he happened to see his wife feeding the eldest.

What met his eyes was his wife's peach; now that was great—his face turned even redder.

Liu Chuxue glanced at him; seeing his awkward look, she couldn't help but find it funny. If her mother-in-law weren't still there, she would have teased him properly.

Fu's mother, seeing her granddaughter constantly searching for food, carried her over to Liu Chuxue's bedside. Seeing that Liu Chuxue's movements and posture were correct, a smile naturally appeared at the corner of her mouth; it seemed she had learned a lot from her older sister.

Liu Chuxue had no idea her mother-in-law would think that. This wasn't something she learned from her sister; this was all something she learned from a confinement nanny at a confinement center after her best friend gave birth in her previous life.

Da Fu, having eaten his fill, let go. Whether it was because of Liu Chuxue's good constitution or the boost from the space, her milk supply was excellent.

As soon as Da Fu let go, milk sprayed all over his face, startling the little fellow.

Liu Chuxue, the mother in question, uncharitably laughed out loud.

Fu's mother quickly handed over a small towel: "Wipe him off quickly."

Yet after saying that, she started laughing too.

Fu Yan Cheng, having finally calmed his feelings, heard his own mother and wife laughing; turning around, he saw his son's face covered in milk, and the milk was still spraying continuously.

In his panic, he handed San Wang over: "You let San Wang eat first; I'll take Da Fu away and help wipe him."

With the child handed over, Liu Chuxue reached out to take him; yet before San Wang could latch onto the nipple, he too was sprayed in the face, making the little fellow jump in fright.

Fortunately, Fu Yan Cheng was quick with his hands and eyes, and he quickly took Da Fu away.

Liu Chuxue patted the little fellow, cooing softly, which finally calmed him so he didn't cry, fearing the milk flow was too strong and might cause the child to choke.

Once San Wang started eating in big gulps, Liu Chuxue noticed milk was already seeping out on the other side, soaking her clothes.

She quickly used her fingers to block it, but even so, milk still dripped down: "Mom, how about you give Er Bao to me too? Let them eat together; otherwise, the milk might run out before she gets enough to drink."

Saying this, she shifted the youngest son to one side to make room for her daughter.

Fortunately, since they were triplets, the children were not very large.

Yet feeding two children at once, even with Fu's mother's help, was still a bit of a chaotic scramble, causing a bit of a headache.

Fortunately, Fu's mother was someone who had been through it, imparting quite a bit of experience; after all, she had raised a pair of twins, Fu Yan Wei and Fu Yan Hong, and naturally had times when she fed them together.

After much fussing, the two little fellows were finally fed full.

Holding one each and patting their burps, they placed the three children side by side on the adjacent bed; Fu's mother played with the three children, while Fu Yan Cheng went to clean up the basins and towels used earlier.

Once everything was cleaned up, just as Fu Yan Cheng was preparing to make a cup of brown sugar water for his wife, he heard the hospital room door being knocked on.

Knocking on the door at this hour; after the three exchanged glances, they all furrowed their brows simultaneously.