He Zhiran did not reject the custom of hiring wet nurses in this era. After all, she was a soul from the modern era and felt that the parent-child bonding time should start from raising the babies themselves.
Once a wet nurse was hired, the child would rely on her even more than their birth mother. Although this was a short-term phenomenon and the dependence would slowly recover after the child was weaned, He Zhiran still did not like it.
Besides, as long as you bought the right brand of formula, the nutritional content would be even higher than breast milk.
He Zhiran unconsciously glanced at her own chest and smiled bitterly.
"Mother, I probably don't have any breast milk."
Now Old Lady Mo was at a loss in front of He Zhiran, circling around her.
"I should have listened to you and hired a wet nurse to come back."
When He Zhiran refused to hire a wet nurse, she did not insist.
After all, her ninth daughter-in-law had always been in good health, and she did not vomit severely or unable to eat like others during pregnancy.
Therefore, she never thought that her ninth daughter-in-law would have the problem of not having milk.
As she spoke, Old Lady Mo had already turned and walked outside.
"I'll go to the village to find out which family has a woman who has just given birth, to come and help."
She couldn't let her precious grandson and granddaughter go hungry.
Watching Old Lady Mo's back, He Zhiran quickly called her back.
"Mother, don't worry for now, my husband and I have prepared."
Old Lady Mo stopped and turned her head.
"You two have prepared?"
Mo Jiuye explained, "Mother, have you forgotten that we have raised so many dairy cows on our ranch?"
Old Lady Mo knew that the family had dairy cows, but she had never heard that those cows had started producing milk.
In fact, the cows were not yet producing milk. But for He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye, producing a lactating dairy cow was not difficult at all with the aid of the space.
"Mother, I found early this morning that a dairy cow was producing milk, and the milk quality was very good. Zhiran learned a method to make the cow's milk softer, which is very suitable for newborn babies to drink," Mo Jiuye lied effortlessly without any sense of dissonance.
He explained this way because his wife had told him about the benefits of formula milk and the differences from fresh cow's milk.
He was just relaying this to his mother.
His main purpose was to get both mothers to leave so that he and his wife could take the babies into the space for their first meal in this world.
Afraid that Mo Jiuye's words were not convincing enough, He Zhiran chimed in, "Mother, please rest assured. I went through so much hardship to give birth to them, I certainly can't bear to let them go hungry."
"Since that's the case, Mother will stay and help you feed the babies," Madam He did not want to leave.
Her daughter had just given birth and her body was still so weak. Her son-in-law looked somewhat clumsy. She would not feel assured without staying to help.
At this moment, it seemed that Old Lady Mo realized something.
She went forward and pulled Madam He along.
"Sister-in-law, they are the parents. Since they don't want to hire a wet nurse and want to feed the babies with cow's milk, let them handle this themselves."
Without further ado, Old Lady Mo had already pulled Madam He to the door and closed it behind her.
Madam He was puzzled, but the children’s grandmother had already pulled her out, so it would be inappropriate for her to go back in.
After the two elderly women left, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye did not immediately enter the space.
After all, they could not be sure if the two would come back again.
At this time, Mo Jiuye was holding Zhu and He Zhiran was holding Mingzhu.
Perhaps because they were beside their parents, the little brother and sister were not making any fuss at all.
There were still traces of tears in the corners of Mingzhu's eyes. She had fallen asleep in He Zhiran's arms.
Since the children were not crying, He Zhiran was in no hurry to enter the space.
She and Mo Jiuye sat side by side, looking at their son and daughter together for the first time.
The more they looked, the more they loved them. They loved both equally.
Mo Jiuye sincerely said, "Zhiran, thank you."
For this word of thanks, He Zhiran did not respond like she usually would by saying something like "We're family, no need to be so polite".
Because no one knew better than her what kind of torment she had suffered to successfully give birth to the twins.
Especially when her brother-in-law helped turn the fetus, that feeling could be described as a fate worse than death.
But looking at the silly and cute baby son and daughter sleeping soundly, she felt that it was all worthwhile.
Mo Jiuye listened to the movement outside and knew that both mothers had walked away before the family of four flashed into the space.
It happened to be the hot summer season, and He Zhiran had just given birth and was confined to bed rest. The room door and windows were closed airtight without ventilation, in sharp contrast to the suitable temperature in the space.
Perhaps feeling the temperature difference, the two sleeping babies woke up one after another.
Maybe they preferred the temperature in the space. The siblings did not cry or make a fuss.
With a thought from He Zhiran, the baby cribs she had purchased for the babies from Taobao Treasure Mall appeared before her eyes.
The two gently placed their treasures in the cribs while Mo Jiuye went to the medical room to prepare milk powder for his children.
At this time, Rice Ball, who was playing in the bamboo forest, also heard the sounds from this side.
Because she gave birth, this was the longest time He Zhiran had not accessed the space.
Perhaps because it had not seen its master for so long, Rice Ball ran towards her at a much faster speed than usual.
Its four little short legs moved swiftly back and forth, and its round big head kept swaying.
When it got close to its master, Rice Ball immediately sensed an unfamiliar aura.
As a result, it did not rush into its master's arms like it usually did. Instead, it slammed the brakes at a distance more than one meter away from He Zhiran.
Then the little guy began looking around for the source of the unfamiliar aura, eventually fixing its eyes on the two baby milk dolls.
He Zhiran was amused watching Rice Ball's series of actions. She knew that it must have felt unfamiliar.
She beckoned Rice Ball over, then pointed at her twins and patiently explained,
"Rice Ball, they are all my children." As she spoke, He Zhiran picked up Zhu, who was closer to her, and carefully brought him in front of Rice Ball for it to see.
"Look, isn't he very cute."
In order for Rice Ball to understand, she also pointed at her now flattened abdomen,
"They were originally here and have now been born..."
Rice Ball seemed to understand. It bleated a string of sheep calls.
He Zhiran could now roughly discern the meaning conveyed in Rice Ball's bleats. She knew that the sheep calls represented happiness, which meant that it had probably understood her words.
However, she still had to give it a reminder.
"Rice Ball, you have to be softer. They're sleeping. If you wake them up, they'll cry."
Rice Ball was just about to let out another bleat to respond to its master to prove that it understood.
He Zhiran did not reject the custom of hiring wet nurses in this era. After all, she was a soul from the modern era and felt that the parent-child bonding time should start from raising the babies themselves.
Once a wet nurse was hired, the child would rely on her even more than their birth mother. Although this was a short-term phenomenon and the dependence would slowly recover after the child was weaned, He Zhiran still did not like it.
Besides, as long as you bought the right brand of formula, the nutritional content would be even higher than breast milk.
He Zhiran unconsciously glanced at her own chest and smiled bitterly.
"Mother, I probably don't have any breast milk."
Now Old Lady Mo was at a loss in front of He Zhiran, circling around her.
"I should have listened to you and hired a wet nurse to come back."
When He Zhiran refused to hire a wet nurse, she did not insist.
After all, her ninth daughter-in-law had always been in good health, and she did not vomit severely or unable to eat like others during pregnancy.
Therefore, she never thought that her ninth daughter-in-law would have the problem of not having milk.
As she spoke, Old Lady Mo had already turned and walked outside.
"I'll go to the village to find out which family has a woman who has just given birth, to come and help."
She couldn't let her precious grandson and granddaughter go hungry.
Watching Old Lady Mo's back, He Zhiran quickly called her back.
"Mother, don't worry for now, my husband and I have prepared."
Old Lady Mo stopped and turned her head.
"You two have prepared?"
Mo Jiuye explained, "Mother, have you forgotten that we have raised so many dairy cows on our ranch?"
Old Lady Mo knew that the family had dairy cows, but she had never heard that those cows had started producing milk.
In fact, the cows were not yet producing milk. But for He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye, producing a lactating dairy cow was not difficult at all with the aid of the space.
"Mother, I found early this morning that a dairy cow was producing milk, and the milk quality was very good. Zhiran learned a method to make the cow's milk softer, which is very suitable for newborn babies to drink," Mo Jiuye lied effortlessly without any sense of dissonance.
He explained this way because his wife had told him about the benefits of formula milk and the differences from fresh cow's milk.
He was just relaying this to his mother.
His main purpose was to get both mothers to leave so that he and his wife could take the babies into the space for their first meal in this world.
Afraid that Mo Jiuye's words were not convincing enough, He Zhiran chimed in, "Mother, please rest assured. I went through so much hardship to give birth to them, I certainly can't bear to let them go hungry."
"Since that's the case, Mother will stay and help you feed the babies," Madam He did not want to leave.
Her daughter had just given birth and her body was still so weak. Her son-in-law looked somewhat clumsy. She would not feel assured without staying to help.
At this moment, it seemed that Old Lady Mo realized something.
She went forward and pulled Madam He along.
"Sister-in-law, they are the parents. Since they don't want to hire a wet nurse and want to feed the babies with cow's milk, let them handle this themselves."
Without further ado, Old Lady Mo had already pulled Madam He to the door and closed it behind her.
Madam He was puzzled, but the children’s grandmother had already pulled her out, so it would be inappropriate for her to go back in.
After the two elderly women left, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye did not immediately enter the space.
After all, they could not be sure if the two would come back again.
At this time, Mo Jiuye was holding Zhu and He Zhiran was holding Mingzhu.
Perhaps because they were beside their parents, the little brother and sister were not making any fuss at all.
There were still traces of tears in the corners of Mingzhu's eyes. She had fallen asleep in He Zhiran's arms.
Since the children were not crying, He Zhiran was in no hurry to enter the space.
She and Mo Jiuye sat side by side, looking at their son and daughter together for the first time.
The more they looked, the more they loved them. They loved both equally.
Mo Jiuye sincerely said, "Zhiran, thank you."
For this word of thanks, He Zhiran did not respond like she usually would by saying something like "We're family, no need to be so polite".
Because no one knew better than her what kind of torment she had suffered to successfully give birth to the twins.
Especially when her brother-in-law helped turn the fetus, that feeling could be described as a fate worse than death.
But looking at the silly and cute baby son and daughter sleeping soundly, she felt that it was all worthwhile.
Mo Jiuye listened to the movement outside and knew that both mothers had walked away before the family of four flashed into the space.
It happened to be the hot summer season, and He Zhiran had just given birth and was confined to bed rest. The room door and windows were closed airtight without ventilation, in sharp contrast to the suitable temperature in the space.
Perhaps feeling the temperature difference, the two sleeping babies woke up one after another.
Maybe they preferred the temperature in the space. The siblings did not cry or make a fuss.
With a thought from He Zhiran, the baby cribs she had purchased for the babies from Taobao Treasure Mall appeared before her eyes.
The two gently placed their treasures in the cribs while Mo Jiuye went to the medical room to prepare milk powder for his children.
At this time, Rice Ball, who was playing in the bamboo forest, also heard the sounds from this side.
Because she gave birth, this was the longest time He Zhiran had not accessed the space.
Perhaps because it had not seen its master for so long, Rice Ball ran towards her at a much faster speed than usual.
Its four little short legs moved swiftly back and forth, and its round big head kept swaying.
When it got close to its master, Rice Ball immediately sensed an unfamiliar aura.
As a result, it did not rush into its master's arms like it usually did. Instead, it slammed the brakes at a distance more than one meter away from He Zhiran.
Then the little guy began looking around for the source of the unfamiliar aura, eventually fixing its eyes on the two baby milk dolls.
He Zhiran was amused watching Rice Ball's series of actions. She knew that it must have felt unfamiliar.
She beckoned Rice Ball over, then pointed at her twins and patiently explained,
"Rice Ball, they are all my children." As she spoke, He Zhiran picked up Zhu, who was closer to her, and carefully brought him in front of Rice Ball for it to see.
"Look, isn't he very cute."
In order for Rice Ball to understand, she also pointed at her now flattened abdomen,
"They were originally here and have now been born..."
Rice Ball seemed to understand. It bleated a string of sheep calls.
He Zhiran could now roughly discern the meaning conveyed in Rice Ball's bleats. She knew that the sheep calls represented happiness, which meant that it had probably understood her words.
However, she still had to give it a reminder.
"Rice Ball, you have to be softer. They're sleeping. If you wake them up, they'll cry."
Rice Ball was just about to let out another bleat to respond to its master to prove that it understood.
