Chapter 1862

Su Xinghui finally tasted the hardships of being a parent that night. The child tossed and turned at least four or five times throughout the night; he needed to feed, he needed to be changed. It kept the three people in the ward restless. Although he was only in his twenties, the prime age for sleep, he couldn't sleep soundly with the child there. As soon as the child made a move, he woke up immediately.

Although the child was a handful, Su Xinghui's heart was filled with happiness. This was his son, his first son in two lifetimes. What a wonderful feeling!

When Su Xinghui got up for the fifth time to change the child, the horizon was already showing a fish-belly white. It was August, the season when the sky lightened earliest.

After changing the child and putting him back beside Lu Xiaoya, Su Xinghui examined the child's face and suddenly said as if he had discovered a new continent, "Xiaoya, I think he looks much better after one night. Last night he was full of wrinkles, like a little old man."

Lu Xiaoya gave him a sideways glance and said, "What do you mean like a little old man? My son must look good."

Guo Suhua said with a smile, "Children haven't fully developed when they are just born, so they definitely have some wrinkles. But children grow fast at this time, changing every day, becoming more beautiful day by day."

Indeed, the child looked a bit different today than last night. There were fewer wrinkles, his complexion was white with a hint of red, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and he had long hands and feet. He was indeed a beautiful child.

Although Su Xinghui had changed him, he hadn't woken up, remaining in a deep sleep. In fact, the child fed and urinated in his sleep, which was a particularly wonderful thing for Su Xinghui.

As for how he knew the child needed to feed or urinate, it was easy. If he moved in bed and arched his mouth looking for his mother's chest, it meant he was hungry and wanted to feed. If he moved and frowned, it was mostly likely he needed to urinate. These were experiences Guo Suhua had told him, and after one night, Su Xinghui had learned them all.

With the dawn, Su Xinghui had no more sleepiness. He let Lu Xiaoya and the child sleep a while longer, went to the bathroom, and then silently practiced a set of boxing on the balcony. After practicing, he felt the fatigue of not sleeping well all night swept away.

It was only past six o'clock when Li Shuqin arrived carrying several thermoses. Inside were the breakfasts she had made: noodles, porridge, and she had also bought many meat buns. These were the meat buns from the breakfast stall Su Xinghui liked best.

Su Xinghui said, "Auntie Li, I'll have to trouble you for the next few days!"

Li Shuqin looked at the child on the bed and smiled, "Magistrate Su, what are you saying? Isn't this what I should do? This child is truly adorable, looking both like you, Magistrate Su, and like Miss Xiaoya."

Su Xinghui said, "Does he look like me?"