Chapter 566: Why do I feel like your postpartum anxiety has transferred to you?

"Mmm, finally came back to life." An Yinan returned to the house and immediately entered the bathroom; she wanted to scrub herself at least three times.

Chen Xun had always known she loved being clean. Seeing her impatient manner, he still couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Don't stay in too long; you've just finished your confinement, so you still need to be careful of the cold."

"The water should be a bit hot, don't catch a cold. Niya said that since you just gave birth, your constitution is weak and you need special attention."

"Right, you must blow-dry your hair. Forget it, call me when you're done washing, and I'll dry it for you."

Chen Xun had just been laughing, but the more he spoke, the more issues he found, and his words became long-winded.

"Comrade Chen Xun, how is it that I feel like postpartum anxiety has transferred to you?"

Postpartum anxiety—isn't it supposed to be with the mother? How did it get swapped around in their household?

An Yinan really couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted from inside the bathroom. Not to mention, this confinement period had made her gain at least five pounds.

She would need training later to get back to her pre-birth state.

"What is postpartum anxiety?" Chen Xun stood at the bathroom door. He had just wanted to go check on the children, but now he simply didn't go out.

He had to keep watch here; otherwise, Nan Nan definitely wouldn't wipe her hair properly, nor would she blow-dry it.

Yun Shu was busy with the two children outside and could be described as flustered. It was fine on normal days, but now that they were in a new environment, the two little ones were a bit unaccustomed to it.

Most importantly, these past few days, Chen Xun had been the one taking care of the children. Aside from breastfeeding, Nan Nan basically couldn't touch the children. As for himself, he also lent a hand whenever Chen Xun couldn't keep up.

Now the two children were clinging to Chen Xun tightly, whimpering in his arms, ready to stage an uprising at any moment!

"It's worrying about this, fretting over that, being overly concerned about gains and losses? Having no sense of security?" An Yinan didn't know how to summarize it, so she just explained it according to her own understanding.

Chen Xun thought about it; some of it was right, and some of it wasn't.

"I'm just afraid you'll get sick." Chen Xun smiled helplessly. In everything, Nan Nan had her own ideas and her own plans. She knew what needed to be done, what should be done, and what could be done at each stage.

Every step she took was a big one, but it was also very firm.

However, in daily life.

She was very casual, always choosing the easiest way. Before, she would wash her hair and never wipe it dry. When he wasn't out on missions, he would always wipe it for her, afraid she would get sick from the cold.

An Yinan smiled and didn't speak.

How could she not know that?

When she finally felt that there was no sour smell on her body, she let out a sigh of relief; she had finally gotten rid of it.

"Sigh, you didn't bring a towel to wipe your hair?"

He had just closed the window tightly; otherwise, if the wind blew in, she would easily get headaches when she was older.

An Yinan listened to his long-winded talk, wondering if, when they were old and had more time, every day would be like this?

Thinking about it this way, it was actually quite nice!

Chen Xun wiped her hair until it stopped dripping, then turned on the hairdryer to dry Nan Nan's hair, and afterwards used a comb to style it.

He put everything back in its place, cleaned up the bathroom, and cleared the water off the floor, afraid that Nan Nan might trip.

Watching his busy figure, An Yinan leaned against the bedside, watching him go in and out, "Xunge, I must have done many good deeds in my past life to have met you in this one."

When she said this, she was very certain.

No one knew better than she did how many good deeds she had done in her past life.

Especially sponsoring orphanages and many children who had difficulty attending school.

Every time she made a profit, she would take out thirty percent for charity.

Chen Xun saw her smiling face, and his heart softened, "You're wrong, it was me who did good deeds in my past life to have met you in this one."

Chen Xun's gaze was very earnest, and that was truly what he believed in his heart.

"Hey, stop talking about past lives; the two babies in your house are about to turn the world upside down!" Yun Shu couldn't hold back anymore. She had just come over to knock on the door when she heard the two of them chatting about past lives.

Forget about past lives for now; just look after the babies of this life.

An Yinan couldn't help but cover her face with the quilt; after all, she was the one who started the topic!

Chen Xun took it down a bit, "You're tired, sleep for a while, let the two babies have their formula."

After saying that, he tucked the quilt in for her, then opened the door and walked out.

"Your daughter and son are about to explode; I can't coax them anymore." Yun Shu spread her hands.

Now one child was in Zhang Cheng's arms, and one was in Yun Shu's arms. Both children were crying loudly; they wouldn't drink the formula, and holding them didn't work either.

Chen Xun first took Xiaobao, shifting his position in his arms. Xiaobao's crying eyes immediately widened, and that aggrieved little mouth was still pouting.

However, he stopped crying.

He then went to Zhang Cheng's arms and took Dabao into his arms as well. Suddenly changing arms, Dabao was a bit dazed, his expression comical, as if he wanted to cry but also didn't, seemingly unable to decide for a moment.

"One month old, and they already recognize people?" Yun Shu widened her eyes. At one month, how could a child recognize people? They say children recognize their mothers because of the scent of milk, but this was the first time she had seen them recognize their father.

"Are they drinking milk?" Zhang Cheng looked at the formula in the bottle, not knowing if they should drink it.

Before Yun Shu could speak, Chen Xun shook his head, "The children just finished crying, there's gas in their stomachs, it's not good to feed them now. Wait a while until their emotions have stabilized."

Yun Shu saw that the two children had stopped crying, so she took the two bottles out to wash them. These days, the chore of washing bottles was done either by her or Chen Xun.

Sometimes when Chen Xun was too busy—having to go to the Exchange to make arrangements every day and then returning to the hospital to report information to the Leader—she would take over the job of washing bottles.

However, she was also watched by Chen Xun, who had her wash them several times before he felt at ease.

Being like this, how did the Leader put up with him?

Time passed quickly. After An Yinan finished her confinement, she took people to the nearby Exchange. She hadn't looked at the Stock Market for many days. Although she heard the news Chen Xun brought back every day and looked at the charts Zhang Cheng compiled daily, it wasn't as reassuring as seeing it with her own eyes.

"These are the conditions for these past few days." Zhang Cheng handed over the notebook. During these days, some stocks had lost money, but some had also made money; the losses were very small.

Given his age, it would be abnormal if he didn't lose money; young people need to learn through trial and error.

"These were done by Li Zai, some analysis on stocks I hadn't noticed, and some new stocks." Zhang Cheng also handed Li Zai's notebook to An Yinan.

After An Yinan looked through it, her eyes brightened. Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a bit cold; the last time he made a bet with An Yinan, she seemed to have had this exact expression.