Yukinoshita's Correction Method

Yukino Yukinoshita, and Lingling grabbed it with her little hand, lifted it up for a moment, and then let go.

"Huh? You can lift things now?" Dong Yunshan's eyes lit up, and she kissed Lingling's cheek. "Baby, you're so great!"

A smile bloomed on Dong Yunling's face, and her little hands moved around, touching her cheek.

The baby paused, opened his mouth to suck on his hand, and turned his little head to make a whimper.

"What happened?" Yui Yuigahama, puzzled. "Weren't you just fine a moment ago?"

"It's hungry." Yukino Yukinoshita reached out and took the baby from Dong Yunshan's arms.

Dong Yunshan took the bottle from the bottle warmer, checked the temperature, and handed it to Yukino Yukinoshita.

Yukino Yukinoshita holds the bottle horizontally, filling the nipple just enough to hold milk, and gently touches the nipple to the baby's lips.

Lingling immediately opened her mouth wide and took it in, her brows relaxing.

Saki Kawasaki's gaze shifted to Dong Yunshan: "No wonder."

Komachi Hikigaya, confused, asked, "What's so strange?"

"A two-month-old baby needs to be fed every two to three hours, and once or twice at night," Saki Kawasaki explained. "If we use a bottle, Yukino can get better rest. For example, if the baby wakes up at night, Yunshan can feed him by herself, Yukino can continue to sleep."

Iroha Isshiki suddenly realized, "And then the Yunshan turned out like this?"

"That's the ideal situation." Dong Yunshan shook his head. "Actually, when the baby is awake, Yukino doesn't sleep well either. We've been breastfeeding her all along, but Lingling is almost able to tell the difference, so we've been using a bottle during the day these days."

"Can you tell the difference? Tell the difference between what?" Yui Yuigahama asked while thinking, "Baby bottle and... ah!"

Yui Yuigahama blushed and didn't continue, but a new worry quickly arose. "Did we disturb Little Yukino's rest by coming here?"

"No." Yukino Yukinoshita gently shook her head. "I also want to chat with everyone. Let's have lunch together later."

"That's right." Dong Yunshan chuckled. "What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

"No, no, no..." Komachi Hikigaya quickly waved her hands, "What do you want to eat? We'll make it."

"Yes, yes!" Yui Yuigahama repeatedly. "Leave it to us."

Saki Kawasaki: "Not you."

Yui Yuigahama: "I'm fine with desserts!"

Yukino Yukinoshita stopped feeding Lingling halfway through to burp her.

After feeding, I took another picture.

Dong Yunshan took the baby and held him upright to prevent spitting up. Soon the baby started rubbing his eyes and yawning.

She looked like she was about to fall asleep, but suddenly she started crying without warning.

Yui Yuigahama asked with concern, "W-what's wrong?"

"I'm sleepy." Dong Yunshan adjusted her grip on the baby. "I want to sleep."

Iroha Isshiki's expression froze. "Then why isn't she sleeping? Why is she crying instead?"

"Because I'm still young, I feel uncomfortable when I'm sleepy, but I don't know what to do, so I can only cry." Yukino Yukinoshita rubbed her temples as if she had a headache. "The more I cry, the less I can sleep; the less I can sleep, the more uncomfortable I feel; the more uncomfortable I feel, the more I cry..."

Komachi Hikigaya felt a headache coming on. "Then what should we do?"

"Soothe her gently." Dong Yunshan patted her gently while carrying her daughter around, humming softly as she squatted down.

Lingling calmed down after a while, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

Dong Yunshan took a deep breath, slowed her movements, and carefully simulated the trajectory of a falling leaf as she placed her daughter in the crib.

The moment she was touched, Lingling twisted her little body and was about to start crying again.

Dong Yunshan immediately picked him up again and continued to comfort him.

Yui Yuigahama was stunned. After Dong Yunshan had been holding the baby upright for half an hour, she already felt that Dong Yunshan's arms were getting sore.

Seeing Dong Yunshan doing squats while holding the crying Lingling made my legs ache for him.

Even after he fell asleep, I couldn't put him down; I still had to keep holding him...

It's only been a short while.

Yui Yuigahama brought it to her senses, and she instantly felt utterly exhausted. "No wonder..."

No wonder the Dong Yunshan, which was in such good physical condition, has become so haggard.

Iroha Isshiki looked exhausted. "Is it like this every day?"

Yukino Yukinoshita gently shook her head. "Of course not."

Iroha Isshiki breathed a sigh of relief, "That's alright."

Yukino Yukinoshita: "She wasn't so easy to coax at first."

Iroha Isshiki: "..."

"You should all go and get some rest," Komachi Hikigaya sighed. "What would you like to eat? We'll make it for you, and we'll call you when it's ready."

Yukino Yukinoshita: "But..."

"There's no 'buts'," Saki Kawasaki rolled up her sleeves. "I've learned a lot of cooking from you guys, and now's the time to put it to use."

"Don't be so polite with us, go and get some rest." Iroha Isshiki urged, "Don't leave your bedroom until you've had enough rest!"

Dong Yunshan and Yukino Yukinoshita exchanged a glance. "Then we'll have to trouble you."

"We never said anything like that when we used to come over for meals," Yui Yuigahama. "So you don't need to now either."

Yukino Yukinoshita swallowed the "thank you" that was about to come out of her mouth and nodded gently.

I took a short nap, and before Lingling woke up, we all had lunch together and chatted.

To avoid disturbing their rest, their friends helped them pack up and left together.

After feeding the sleeping Lingling, Dong Yunshan let Yukino Yukinoshita continue to rest, did gas-relieving exercises with the baby, and held her to lull her to sleep, never daring to put her down.

When they're a little older, they should be able to sleep on their own...

So let's just hold on for now.

Feeling the small warmth in her chest, Dong Yunshan's smile grew even gentler.

He lowered his head, gazing at the baby in his arms, his body swaying slowly and gently.

The sunlight streaming through the window fell upon him, casting a hazy glow.

A tranquil scene came into view, and Yukino Yukinoshita, who had just woken up, softened her voice. "How long have you been sleeping?"

"About half an hour," Dong Yunshan lowered her voice, "She still wakes up as soon as I put her down."

Yukino Yukinoshita blinked. "Baby likes the feeling of being in your arms."

"Hmm~" Dong Yunshan revealed a smug smile, "Just like her mother."

Yukino Yukinoshita scoffed, "I won't cry if you put me down, let me hold you for a while."

Dong Yunshan carefully handed Lingling over, watching her daughter's reaction warily.

Dong Yunling hummed twice, snuggled closer to Yukino Yukinoshita, and slept even more soundly.

"I seem to prefer the feeling of being in your arms," Dong Yunshan noticed the difference. "I obviously snuggle closer to you."

"Hmm~" Yukino Yukinoshita's lips curled into a mischievous smile, "Just like his father."

Dong Yunshan frankly stated, "I can't deny that."

"Don't be so smug about it," Yukino Yukinoshita glared at him. "Go and rest for a while."

Dong Yunshan nodded and collapsed onto the sofa.

If someone sleeps alone in the bedroom, they might sleep for a very long time.

Yukino Yukinoshita wouldn't disturb his rest, so to avoid making his wife too tired, Dong Yunshan would take short naps on the sofa.

Half an hour is just right; it won't make it hard to fall asleep at night, and your body can get effective rest.

As evening fell, Dong Yunshan began preparing dinner, Yukino Yukinoshita's baby, Lingling, started crying again.

Yukino Yukinoshita carried her daughter and paced back and forth in the living room for more than ten minutes before the baby calmed down a little, burying her face in her mother's chest and occasionally sobbing.

Dong Yunshan brought the prepared dish to the table. "Could it be the Evening Fussiness?"

The term "Evening Fussiness" refers to a baby's crying that lasts for several hours and is difficult to soothe during the evening or dusk.

A baby's nervous system is not yet mature and its processing ability is very weak. After being bombarded with sound, light and other information all day long, they will be especially tired by dusk.

But the baby doesn't know how to rest yet, and like at noon, will cry to release fatigue.

"Yes," Yukino Yukinoshita responded softly, "It's that time of year again."

"I'll feed her one more time tonight," Dong Yunshan instructed. "Don't worry if you hear any noises."

Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes flickered. "No way~"

"Didn't we agree on this before?" Dong Yunshan said earnestly, "Don't worry about resting tonight, I'll take care of things."

"But if I don't wake up, I won't be able to enjoy your lullaby." Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes sparkled. "I'm just like you, baby~"

"Mom, that's a bit unfair." Dong Yunshan put down the food and walked over to Yukino Yukinoshita.

"Then what are you going to do?" Yukino Yukinoshita tilted her head slightly. "Punish me?"

"That's right~" Dong Yunshan replied, while lowering his head to kiss her slightly parted cherry lips.

Dong Yunling stirred in her mother's arms, making a muffled sound.

Yukino Yukinoshita gently reminded, "Baby wants some too."

"No problem." Dong Yunshan lowered her head and kissed her daughter's chubby cheek.

After dinner, in the evening, Dong Yunshan filled the bathtub with warm water, tested the temperature with her elbow, and after confirming it was comfortable, she supported her daughter's head and neck with one hand and gently wiped her body with a soft towel with the other.

"Lingling likes taking baths, right?" Dong Yunshan said while washing her. "When you can sit up, Daddy will buy you a little duck and put it in the water to play with you."

Dong Yunshan would carefully explain each part of the body to Lingling as she washed it.

After the bath, it's time for some enjoyable touch-ups.

Gently massage every inch of your body, from your forehead to your cheeks, from your chest to your lower abdomen, from your arms to your calves.

Lingling made indistinct sounds, her little hands and feet moving around incessantly.

The moment she met Dong Yunshan's gaze, a lovely smile bloomed on her cute little face.

Seeing her daughter's smiling face, Dong Yunshan paused involuntarily.

Yukino Yukinoshita leaned against the bathroom door, watching with a faint smile on her lips.

Dong Yunshan's eyes lit up. "Does Mom want some too?"

"Shut up~" Yukino Yukinoshita raised her hand and slapped him, "What are you saying in front of the baby?"

Dong Yunshan tilted her head. "Hmm... Mom and Dad's little secret?"

"You're being naughty~" Yukino Yukinoshita picked up her daughter. "It's time to rest."

After feeding, burping, and changing her diaper, Lingling started rubbing her eyes and yawning again.

He carefully placed her in the crib, Dong Yunshan, holding her in his Yukino Yukinoshita, drifted off to sleep...

Then I woke up in the early morning.

Chapter 937 Learning and Practicing

Lifting Yukino Yukinoshita's head in his arms, Dong Yunshan carefully pulled his arm out, sat up quietly, and looked at the crib beside the bed.

Dong Yunling turned her head restlessly on the bed, her small body twisting and turning.

Dong Yunshan immediately poured the chilled milk into a bottle and placed it in the bottle warmer by the bedside.

After skillfully changing Lingling's diaper, Dong Yunshan picked Lingling up and gently patted her to comfort her. While yawning, she spoke softly, "A vector is a quantity with direction and magnitude. Putting many vectors together, arranging them in rows and columns, creates a matrix. Matrix operations are simple: addition is adding the numbers in the same position, multiplication is..."

Lingling seemed about to cry; her whimpering grew shorter and shorter, and she turned to nibble at the Dong Yunshan.

"Hiss~" Dong Yunshan's face twitched, and she gasped.

I finally got to experience firsthand what it means to put in a lot of effort.

After trying for a while without success, Dong Yunling tilted her head, opened her mouth, and burst into tears.