Shen Wuqiu's heart almost melted at the sight, and she couldn't tell at all that the gentleness was being shown to the two loud voices. She quickly picked up Da Mao and carried him inside: "Lingyu, you and your aunt can comfort Er Mao and San Mao outside, and I'll take Da Mao inside to breastfeed."
Although Da Mao was out of the incubator, Shen Wuqiu didn't rush to leave the hospital just to be on the safe side.
Gu Lingyu was somewhat reluctant, but she still took Er Mao from Zhao Jiujiu's hands, gave the crybaby a disdainful look, and said, "Oh dear, Qiuqiu doesn't love you crybaby anymore."
Er Mao's crying stopped for a second, then she cried even harder.
"You child!" Zhao Jiujiu said, quickly taking the child in her arms. "What kind of mother are you?"
Gu Lingyu shrugged, dismissed the little crybaby, and sneaked inside.
Zhao Jiujiu noticed it and muttered to herself, "Aren't you tired of being together all the time?"
However, she didn't say anything and patiently comforted the crying baby in her arms. Er Mao continued to cry loudly, his face turning red from crying. She became a little anxious and took him to Dai Ying: "Can you see if Er Mao is feeling unwell? Why can't he stop crying?"
Daiying was playing with Sanmao when she heard this and glanced up at Ermao. "The little brat is getting on his nerves. I bet he needs his mother to coax him."
Although Sanmao also cried, she was better than Ermao, who was a loudmouth. As long as someone comforted her, she would still give them face.
Zhao Jiujiu wasn't surprised, but she found it somewhat amazing. "You mean this child is so young, yet knows so much?"
With no one else present, Daiying didn't hide anything from her: "If we're talking about it in your human race, this is called telepathy between twins. Of course, besides that, their divine bloodline also means they're not ordinary humans. Whether it's intelligence or strength, they're far superior to your human children of the same age."
Zhao Jiujiu still found it somewhat unbelievable, but she agreed with what she said. "That's true. I originally thought that the children would have to stay in incubators for ten days to half a month after they were born. I didn't expect that except for Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao, and Si Mao are all very healthy."
Shen Wuqiu gave birth to four golden flowers safely, which amazed even the doctors. Most mothers who give birth to twins have cesarean sections, and babies born prematurely like these usually have to stay in an incubator for a period of time.
At the time, the doctors all thought that all four children would have to stay in incubators for a while. Who would have thought that, apart from Da Mao, who was like an ordinary premature baby, the other three children, although their weight was also below standard, had their physical functions fully up to the standard of a full-term baby.
Speaking of Da Mao, Dai Ying lowered her eyes. Da Mao's congenital deficiencies were the arrangement of fate, something that no one could change.
In ancient times, such a child would have been destined to be abandoned by the tribe.
As Zhao Jiujiu spoke, she remembered something else, "By the way, I've always wanted to ask you guys, are the children considered people or cats?"
Daiying hesitated for a moment, "If it were a cat, could you accept that?"
If she could do things her own way, Zhao Jiujiu would certainly want the child to be human, but this is not something she can control. "Whether I accept it or not is not important."
Daiying smiled at her, "You're their great-aunt, so of course you're important too."
Zhao Jiujiu pouted, "What can I do if I can't accept it? Isn't he Qiuqiu's child?"
The implication is that she accepted it.
Daiying raised her hand and touched the sobbing Sanmao in her arms.
The next second, Zhao Jiujiu saw that the baby who had just been crying so hard in her arms had turned into a small brown kitten.
"Ah..." Caught completely off guard, Zhao Jiujiu was startled and instinctively threw the kitten she was holding away...
As if Dai Xiang had anticipated this, at the same moment she let go, she freed one hand and caught it steadily.
"Why didn't you say anything?" Zhao Jiujiu watched as she caught it steadily, and only then did her heart, which had been in her throat, settle down. She patted her chest and complained.
She realized what was happening the instant she let go.
"Meow~~~" The poor little thing in the swaddling clothes was obviously frightened. Compared to its howl when it was in human form, this meow sound was incredibly sweet and soft.
Zhao Jiujiu felt incredibly sorry for the kitten. Although she still felt a little uncomfortable, her body betrayed her, and she couldn't wait to hug the little kitten back to her arms. "Sweetie, did your great-aunt scare you? Don't be scared..."
Daiying watched her from the side and smiled: "Don't worry, at such a low height, even an ordinary cat wouldn't fall, let alone her."
Zhao Jiujiu scolded her, "So you don't feel sorry for her since you didn't give birth to her yourself?"
Daiying shrugged. "It wasn't your child."
Zhao Jiujiu was speechless. Suddenly, she remembered something else and stared at the kitten carefully. "Lingyu is so fair-skinned. Why is this Ermao all brown, like a little brown bear cub?"
Before the words were even finished, the baby in the swaddling clothes protested, struggling to stick out a tiny paw from under the thin blanket, "Meow~"
"..." Zhao Jiujiu blinked. "Is she greeting me?"
Dai Ying suppressed a laugh: "Mm."
Zhao Jiujiu was secretly delighted: "Hi, Er Mao, hello there, I'm your great-aunt."
Er Mao continued waving his little feet.
Zhao Jiujiu looked at her dark little paws and couldn't help but frown again, "Why are these little paw pads so dark? They're not pretty at all."
Er Mao: "Meow~"
The tone of her protest was so obvious that Zhao Jiujiu could tell something was wrong. "Why do I feel like she's a little angry?"
Daiying: "Does it make you happy to be called ugly?"
Zhao Jiujiu flicked her little head, "Oh, little thing, you actually know what beauty and ugliness are?"
Daiying: "Er Mao inherits the purest bloodline of our clan. Our clan has not produced offspring with this coat color for a very, very long time."
Zhao Jiujiu really couldn't appreciate their ancestor's color, "...So, you mean, your ancestor was this Mao?"
Daiying nodded.
Zhao Jiujiu suddenly became curious, "Then what color are you?"
Daiying looked at her: "Dai is the color of shadow. What color do you think I am?"
Zhao Jiujiu always thought that cats' colors were just white, black, and yellow... This brown color was a bit strange, but it turned out to be dark brown?
That's...outrageous!
It's unimaginable.
Daiying: "What kind of expression is that?"
Zhao Jiujiu: "Have you seen the dark-colored cat?"
Daiying: "Want me to show you?"
Zhao Jiujiu thought for a moment. Although she was very curious, she felt that she couldn't handle the stimulation. After hesitating for two seconds, she waved her hand and refused. She looked down at the little kitten in her arms and said, "Hurry up and turn her back. What if someone comes over later?"
Daiying didn't refuse, and with a flick of her finger, the kitten turned back into a child.
Er Mao, who had reverted to his baby form, hiccuped and started crying again.
She wasn't tired from crying, but Zhao Jiujiu felt tired for her. "You should think of something. If Er Mao keeps crying like this, she'll ruin her voice."
Dai Ying said helplessly, "I can't do anything about her either. Let's send her to Qiu Qiu's place and try to appease her first."
Zhao Jiujiu had no choice but to carry the person back and knock on the door of the inner room. "Qiuqiu, are you done? Er Mao keeps crying, can you comfort him?"
"Auntie, the door isn't locked, please bring her in." Inside the room, Shen Wuqiu was holding Da Mao and breastfeeding her.
She had plenty of breast milk, and Er Mao couldn't eat that much by himself. San Mao and Si Mao weren't fixated on her milk either, so Da Mao drank her milk for the last few days in the incubator.
Zhao Jiujiu carried Er Mao inside and saw that she was breastfeeding. Knowing that she was uncomfortable, she handed Er Mao to Gu Lingyu and left.
Er Mao smelled the milky aroma, and his crying gradually subsided. He would let out a hiccup after each cry, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
They were all her precious children, so Shen Wuqiu hurriedly asked Gu Lingyu to give her the child, saying, "Go wash a towel and wipe Er Mao's face."
As soon as Er Mao was in Shen Wuqiu's hands, he immediately became obedient, stopped crying, and even closed his eyes and started to sleep.
Even when being bossed around by her partner, Gu Lingyu was still very diligent. She washed a towel and wiped Er Mao's face, then felt sorry for her, saying that Er Mao must be tired from crying. She said, "Er Mao is probably tired from crying. You should go to sleep soon. Give me Da Mao."
"Keep your voice down." Shen Wuqiu stopped her from hugging him, and looked down at Da Mao, who was sleeping with his little cherry in his mouth. "She just fell asleep, don't wake her up, wait until she's sound asleep before you talk to her."
Gu Lingyu's face was full of sourness, "This little brat, he's already asleep, and he still wants to suck on it. I don't even get this treatment..."
"..." Shen Wuqiu was speechless and glared at her: "Can't you think of anything else all day long?"
Gu Lingyu shamelessly acted like a rogue: "I don't care, I'll definitely do this in the future anyway."
"..." Shen Wuqiu was too lazy to even acknowledge her.
Gu Lingyu sat on the edge of the bed staring at Shen Wuqiu, who felt uncomfortable under her gaze and kicked her with her foot, saying, "What are you doing?"
Gu Lingyu said seriously, "Let's see how long she wants to keep eating."
"..." Shen Wuqiu raised his foot and kicked her hard. "Get out of my way."
Gu Lingyu stood up and continued staring, "Starting today, your aunt doesn't need to order those postpartum meals for you anymore. It's all their fault for preparing so many lactation-boosting foods for you."
Shen Wuqiu could no longer contain herself: "Gu Lingyu, do you think you're acting like a mother?"
Gu Lingyu snorted, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the little darling who was holding onto his partner's cherry and wouldn't let go, and felt a wave of annoyance. "I thought Da Mao would be as well-behaved as Si Mao, but he's just like Er Mao."
No, even worse than Er Mao.
At least Er Mao stopped hogging her partner's little cherry after she was full.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
"She must be fast asleep by now, let me hold her." With that, she let go of her hand to hold her.
As soon as I touched it, the seemingly asleep little one started whimpering with its lips pursed.
Of course, the cherry lips never left the little cherry.
"Alright, stop making things worse. You're still not asleep," Shen Wuqiu said irritably, then quickly began to coax him gently, "Baby, don't cry. Mommy will hold you and let you sleep."
"..." Damn, this kid is definitely doing this on purpose.
One or two of them are troublesome, deliberately trying to steal her wife. Thinking about the future, Gu Lingyu felt a little desperate—she really wanted to stuff these kids back into the fruit.
After calming the little one down, Shen Wuqiu looked at her sullen face and found it both funny and exasperating. "Alright, stop making that face."
Gu Lingyu said aggrievedly, "I just don't want you to be so tired. They're not ordinary children, and you don't need to worry about them like this."
Shen Wuqiu gestured for her to come over.
Gu Lingyu was sulking, a little haughty, and asked, "What?"
Shen Wuqiu: "Come here."
Gu Lingyu couldn't refuse her partner's request, so she pretended to be reluctant and walked up to her sullenly, asking, "What's wrong?"
Shen Wuqiu: "Lower it a little more."
Gu Lingyu awkwardly bent down.
Shen Wuqiu stretched his neck, leaned close to her, and kissed her lips. "Are you not angry anymore?"
Gu Lingyu supported herself and let out a soft hum.
Shen Wuqiu chuckled, "You said Er Mao was hard to coax, but look at you, aren't you the same? Look, Er Mao stops crying as soon as I hug him, and look, I even kissed you, and you're still angry."