Chapter 016: Have Your Husband Rub It for You (Please Add It to Your Collection and Vote with a Monthly Ticket)

"Use the breast pump. Where is it? I’ll go get it for you."

"How did I forget about that? It’s behind the first door of the wardrobe. Just open it and you’ll see."

It was clear she hadn’t used it much—she had completely forgotten about it.

Chen Yuan returned to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. Inside were all sorts of mother-and-baby supplies. He quickly found the breast pump.

At the bathroom door, he turned away and handed it to her.

Back in the room, Xiao Mi Li was still asleep, but not very soundly. Her little blanket had been kicked aside, revealing her soft, rosy little bottom.

Quietly, Chen Yuan approached and saw that Xiao Mi Li had wet herself in her sleep. He fetched a waterproof pad and carefully laid it down for her.

Before long, Jiang Wanyi emerged, holding the breast pump, her face radiant with joy.

"Look, nearly 100 milliliters. If we hadn’t wasted some earlier, it could have been at least 120."

An eight-month-old child typically consumes about 150 to 200 milliliters per feeding. Given Jiang Wanyi’s current condition, if the baby wasn’t extremely hungry, this amount would just about satisfy one feeding.

"This shows the pump is working quite well. Two more sessions like this, and there should be no problem."

Looking at Jiang Wanyi’s ample figure, Chen Yuan thought she was naturally gifted.

A single session yielding 120 milliliters was definitely not her limit; 120 milliliters in one go was quite reasonable.

"I can hardly believe I can produce this much. After two more sessions, I might finally say goodbye to formula."

"Not entirely," Chen Yuan said. "Right now, the baby is drinking stage two formula. After turning one, the nutrients in breast milk decrease, and stage three formula is needed to supplement—but breast milk should still be the main source."

After hearing Chen Yuan’s explanation, Jiang Wanyi felt she had learned something new.

But the more she understood, the more inadequate she felt as a mother.

"I see. Can we start feeding some complementary foods now?"

"Yes, things like fruit puree, rice cereal, and pig liver powder. But not too much—these are supplements. Breast milk should still be the priority," Chen Yuan explained. "Keep the milk you have now in the fridge. When breastfeeding isn’t convenient, you can warm it up and feed her."

"I remember there are special storage bags for breast milk."

Chen Yuan nodded. "Don’t you have any at home?"

Jiang Wanyi looked slightly embarrassed. "I haven’t needed them before..."

"Then go buy some," Chen Yuan said. "And pick up some other things too. Besides massage, dietary supplements are also important."

"When the baby wakes up, shall we go?"

"She’s been asleep for a while. It’s fine to change clothes now."

Chen Yuan stepped out. Jiang Wanyi felt a bit odd. The baby hadn’t woken yet—was it really necessary to change now?

The next moment, she understood Chen Yuan’s meaning.

She was still wearing that thin top, which was damp and even somewhat transparent now.

It looked a little indecent...

Chen Yuan went to the living room. Soon after, Jiang Wanyi emerged, wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt that softened her silhouette considerably.

They went to the kitchen and placed the 100 milliliters of milk in the fridge.

Just then, the baby woke up.

Hearing the crying, Jiang Wanyi hurriedly went to the bedroom to soothe Xiao Mi Li but struggled to calm her.

Chen Yuan followed.

At the bedroom door, the little girl, who had been crying loudly, stopped as soon as she saw Chen Yuan. She puckered her lips and her eyes curved into crescent moons.

Jiang Wanyi wondered if Chen Yuan had some special power—how did the baby stop crying the moment she saw him?

"Let me take the baby. You go change your clothes."

"Okay."

Chen Yuan took the baby to the spare bedroom and grabbed a diaper.

"Here’s this too," Jiang Wanyi said, handing over a set of clothes and pants.

"These are a bit thick. It’s so hot; there’s no need to dress her so heavily. Do you have something thinner?"

"Yes, let me look."

Jiang Wanyi rifled through the wardrobe and found a thinner outfit to give Chen Yuan.

He gently laid the baby on the bed, put on the diaper, then dressed her in the clothes and pants.

Xiao Mi Li was very cooperative throughout. Chen Yuan noticed a small pink clip near the window and gently clipped it onto her hair.

"This looks much better."

Carrying the baby out, the bedroom door remained closed—Jiang Wanyi hadn’t finished changing yet.

Chen Yuan placed the baby in the playpen and watched her crawl on the floor toward a nearby toy.

"Come on, Mi Li..."

He held a small ball, trying to lure her in his direction.

Xiao Mi Li crawled determinedly with good speed.

After a few minutes of playing with the baby, Jiang Wanyi came out.

She wore the same white T-shirt with denim shorts, her shapely legs even fairer than imagined. Her long, dark hair was pinned up, enhancing her mature, wife-like aura.

"Let’s go."

"Let’s bring some water for the baby."

Chen Yuan went to the kitchen, filled a thermos cup with warm water for the baby, and took two diapers as backups.

Watching him handle everything so smoothly, Jiang Wanyi stood quietly, admiring his attentiveness.

She realized another of Chen Yuan’s virtues: his carefulness. She herself had remembered to bring water when going out, but in the rush of changing clothes, she had completely forgotten about it and the diapers.

Tall, neat, and attentive—no doubt he wasn’t short of girlfriends back in school.

Chen Yuan quickly prepared all the essentials for their outing. Jiang Wanyi thoughtfully took out a small backpack.

After packing everything, they grabbed a stroller and left.

"Hold her for me."

Waiting for the elevator, Jiang Wanyi felt a little shy about making Chen Yuan carry the baby all the time.

"It’s fine, she’s not heavy."

They got on the elevator and pressed for the basement level, but it stopped on the sixteenth floor.

Outside stood a middle-aged woman pushing a stroller with a little boy inside—the neighbor Jiang Wanyi had met descending the stairs yesterday.

"Taking the baby out, huh?" the neighbor greeted cheerfully.

Jiang Wanyi smiled and nodded.

"Oh, I just remembered," the neighbor said, "If you can’t find a good lactation consultant, have your husband massage you. When I had my baby, I had a lactation consultant during the day and my husband at night. It worked."

A bit awkward.

"He’s my younger brother, not my husband," Jiang Wanyi explained shyly.

"Your brother?"

The neighbor’s expression showed surprise. She laughed, "You two look so much alike, I thought you were a couple."