"No need to look, you can't eat it."
Lin Yan was amused by his daughter's appearance. He replied with a smile. The little girl didn't seem to understand, tilting her head forward with her small hat on.
Lin Yan fed her from Su Mojin's side, not on the bed. The little girl, with her tender hands and feet, reached over her younger brother and crawled to Su Mojin's hand. It seemed she knew her mother was uncomfortable, as she lay by her mother's hand without moving. However, her eyes kept staring at the spoon in Lin Yan's hand. Her little face was as white as snow, making both Lin Yan and Su Mojin feel a bit embarrassed.
Newborn babies cannot eat solid food for the first six months, so even if Lin Yan wanted to feed her, he couldn't.
Given his daughter's intense supervision, Lin Yan sped up and finished the bowl of rice in no time. What made Lin Yan both laugh and cry was that even after the bowl and chopsticks were taken away, the little girl continued to stare at the bowl, her gaze following it.
"Alright, I'm full. It's time to feed the baby."
Su Mojin knew her daughter must be hungry, and driven by maternal love, she quickly picked up her daughter. Lin Yan reached out and gently pinched Lin Yuning's little cheek.
"You've inherited your mother's gluttonous nature."
Hearing this, Su Mojin, who was unbuttoning her clothes, glared at Lin Yan.
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Time flew by. Su Mojin was discharged from the hospital after about half a month. During her stay, Lin Yan stayed by her side to take care of her until the wound healed and the stitches were removed.
Su Mojin had originally planned for a natural birth, but at Lin Yan's insistence, she switched to a Cesarean section. Lin Yan, while not a highly educated intellectual, didn't believe in such superstitions about natural births being better for the baby.
He only knew that natural birth carried greater risks and involved more suffering. If it didn't go well, it might still require a switch to a Cesarean section. It was better to reduce the risks from the start. The safety of mother and child was paramount, and he didn't want his wife to go through the gates of hell to give birth.
As for the scar left by a Cesarean section, it was true for ordinary people. But as a Chinese saying goes, money can accomplish most things in the world that can be accomplished. As for the remaining half that cannot be accomplished, it's not that you can't do it, but that you don't have enough money.
Both the scar removal cream used for wound healing and the suturing techniques were rarely seen by ordinary people. After Su Mojin's abdominal scar healed, it not only didn't hyper-grow but also continued to fade. It was estimated that it would completely disappear after another half a month of application.
The car stopped. Lin Yan and Su Mojin each held one of the doll-like children and carried them out of the car.
"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. How about letting Aunt Yun do it?"
"No need, I'm feeling much better."
Su Mojin did not agree to Lin Yan's suggestion. She carried Yuning out of the car. She had also been exercising regularly at home, and the surgery went well, so she wasn't experiencing any significant issues. She was even thinking about learning to drive in a few days.
Learning to drive during the postpartum confinement period? Fortunately, Lin Yan didn't hear this. If he had, he would probably have disciplined his little girl himself.
In more than half a month, Yu An and Yu Ning's personalities had become increasingly evident. The elder brother was steady, while the younger sister was quite mischievous. As soon as they arrived home, Yuning started crying. Although they couldn't figure out the reason, it sent both Lin Yan and Su Mojin into a flurry of activity. Lin Yan was helpless with this little girl.
After a full ten minutes, she finally calmed down gradually under Su Mojin's coaxing and crying.
"Honey, you have a competition in a few days. You should go for training. I'll handle things here with Aunt Yun."
"There's no rush."
Although the final race at Valencia was just a few days away, Lin Yan didn't feel much pressure, even though he hadn't trained for half a month.
"You, you really can't give your mother less worry."
Lin Yan gently patted Lin Yuning's little bottom and said with a smile, only to be glared at by Su Mojin.
"Alright, the child has finally calmed down."
Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't seem to resist Lin Yan much. She just lay on the bed, turning her head to look at Lin Yan. Mother and child, father and daughter – this seemed to be a normal situation.
After spending some time with the mother and children in the room, Lin Yan was sent out by Su Mojin. The competition was in a few days, and it was a very important one. He couldn't let personal affections interfere with important matters. Su Mojin was quite rational in some aspects and knew what was more important.
Outside the door, Lin Yan touched his nose and didn't go back in. He turned and walked towards the racetrack.
He hadn't trained for so many days, and he hadn't even checked on Yan Xiaoqiang and the others. It was indeed time to go and see them.
Arriving at the entrance of the racetrack, Lin Yan stood on the stands and glanced at the area below. In the past five months, the number of people within the racetrack had not increased much.
The club had basically stopped recruiting new members, unless they were exceptionally talented, almost comparable to Jiang Qiyan and the others. Otherwise, it was harder than reaching the heavens to join the academy. In these five months, only one student had been recruited.
However, the existing students had almost filled this racetrack during their daily training. For this reason, Lin Yan had specifically built a smaller track in the open space next to the main track within the racetrack.
This track was very small and mini, about the size of two or three football fields, somewhat resembling a karting track.
This small track, which didn't even have two turns of the main track, was mainly responsible for training drivers on continuous turns, being very small and compact.
When Lin Yan arrived, Zhang Ningyu, Jiang Qiyan, Jiang Qimo, Yan Xiaoqiang, and the others were all there, along with other students, though not many. The track was not crowded.
"How are they practicing?"
Lin Yan stood beside the track, which was piled with black rubber tires, and asked Zhou Xianyong, who was watching the students cornering.
"Uh, boss, you're back... Uh, Yan Xiaoqiang and the others are practicing quite well. Since this place was completed last month, Yan Xiaoqiang and the others have been coming here almost every day. For safety reasons, I will limit the total number of people on the track."
Lin Yan hadn't been at the track these days, which had suddenly startled Zhou Xianyong.