Li Qiao and Old Mrs. Qin naturally agreed, packing the child's clothes and formula, and handing over the table of the child's daily routine to Ji Zhengyun.
Holding the two full pages of precautions, Ji Zhengyun was quite moved, "You have really put your hearts into caring for the child."
Old Mrs. Qin, "That's right, after all, it's a life, how can we be negligent?"
While they were talking, the child woke up, his eyes darting around.
Ji Zhengyun said, "His eyes are quite big." At first, when she heard Feng describe him she thought he was rather ugly, thinking that no child looked good at birth, and didn't take it to heart. But now that she saw him, she didn't find him ugly at all; his features were very well-formed.
Old Mrs. Qin pointed at Ji Zhengyun and Gan Conglin, "Girl, these are your dad and mom, recognize them."
The child cried.
Li Qiao skillfully mixed the formula, tested the temperature, and handed it to Ji Zhengyun to feed.