Jiang Wanyi had a sudden realization and laughed at how foolish she’d been.
"I was getting a little tunnel-visioned just now..."
She composed herself, looked down at her chest, and found the spot Chen Yuan had mentioned.
"Is this it?"
"Yes, that’s the Rugen acupoint. Press it a few more times."
"Let me try..."
"Next is the Danzhong acupoint, right here." Chen Yuan pointed to the center of his own chest.
Jiang Wanyi followed his example. "Is it here?"
"No, a little higher..."
"Here?"
"A little lower..."
"Here?"
"The midpoint of the line connecting the two points is the Danzhong acupoint. Try to find it."
’The line connecting two points?’
’What two points?’
It took Jiang Wanyi a moment to process, but then she looked down at her chest and instantly understood. She couldn’t help but be amused.
’What a strange analogy,’ she thought, ’but it’s certainly easy to understand.’
After finding the spot, she pressed it a few more times.
"Next is the Qimen acupoint..."
Under Chen Yuan’s guidance, Jiang Wanyi quickly found it.
"You also need to press the Zusanli and Jianjing acupoints."
These two spots, one on her leg and one on her shoulder, weren’t in private areas, so Chen Yuan pointed them out directly on her body.
"Will pressing these acupoints actually work?"
"They’ll help a bit, but they need to be combined with special massage techniques. I’ll teach you slowly. If you try it yourself, you should see some results."
"Okay."
WAAAH—
Just as they were talking, Mili started to cry.
"She’s probably hungry," Chen Yuan said.
Jiang Wanyi went over, picked up the baby, and returned to the bedroom.
Chen Yuan went to the kitchen and found the baby formula. It was a foreign brand, stage two, which was fine.
He prepared about 150 milliliters of formula to have ready.
"You’re out already?"
He had just finished preparing the formula when Jiang Wanyi came out holding the baby, leaving Chen Yuan stunned.
"All gone?"
"All gone..."
It was the gender-swapped equivalent of: "I was just a bit nervous this time, it’ll be better next time..."
"Here, take this."
"Okay."
She took the bottle and fed the baby. Jiang Wanyi was quite skilled at this part.
"You have more experience. What do you think of the formula I bought?"
"Things are different now. As long as it’s from a major brand, there’s no problem. You don’t need to buy the most expensive ones," Chen Yuan said.
"Normally, the production cost for any formula is about the same. Paying extra is just an ’idiot tax.’ Just pick one in the 200 to 400 yuan range. If the baby is lactose intolerant, you’ll need a special type of formula, which will be a bit more expensive, but Mili probably doesn’t have that issue."
"This one costs a little over 300 a can, so I guess I didn’t pay the idiot tax," Jiang Wanyi said with a smile.
After the baby was full, Chen Yuan taught Jiang Wanyi how to burp her.
The hands-on lesson went pretty well, but Jiang Wanyi’s body was stiff, and she looked very nervous.
"Don’t hold your body so rigidly. Be more natural, or the baby will be uncomfortable too."
"I think my hands and feet are a little uncoordinated."
"I can tell. Pat her a few more times and get a feel for it."
"Okay."
After a few minutes, when the burping was more or less done, Mili reached out her hands, wanting Chen Yuan to hold her.
"Mommy’s holding you..."
Jiang Wanyi said softly, "Uncle is tired too, he can’t hold you."
But a child doesn’t understand such things. Chen Yuan had a natural warmth, so of course she wanted him to hold her.
"It’s fine, I’ll take her."
Chen Yuan took the baby, held her in his arms, and patted her back a few more times.
Watching Chen Yuan, Jiang Wanyi gained a whole new understanding of the word "talent."
Talent wasn’t just about being good at academics. He had only worked a part-time housekeeping job for a short while, yet he was this good. Wasn’t that a form of talent in itself?
She glanced at the sky outside and could faintly see the setting sun.
Jiang Wanyi quickly grabbed her phone and ordered some takeout.
She hadn’t even let him eat lunch. She absolutely couldn’t let him go home without having dinner.
After a while, Chen Yuan put the baby in her stroller and slowly pushed her around to play.
’The mission is to have Jiang Wanyi feed the baby herself, without relying on formula,’ he thought. ’But her supply is too low. The method I just taught her might not be enough.’
’How am I going to complete this mission...?’
Meanwhile, Jiang Wanyi was thinking along similar lines.
’He said it himself, he knows how to stimulate milk production.’
’And his childcare skills are so amazing, his ability in this area probably isn’t bad either.’
’But he’s a man...’
’It’s just so conflicting...’
Grabbing her phone, Jiang Wanyi searched for related information online.
[Has anyone used a male lactation consultant?]
A lot of information appeared online. Some bloggers described the situation with male lactation consultants.
Not only were there no negative comments, but some even said that men had advantages over women.
In the comments section, mothers shared their own experiences, confirming this view. Some had even hired one themselves.
Naturally, some people mentioned the issue of embarrassment. The responses were also very direct: just think of him as a male doctor.
However, there was also a well-intentioned reminder that the industry wasn’t that well-regulated, and if you were to hire a man, you had to go through official channels.
After reading this information, Jiang Wanyi began to waver a little.
’It seems like a lot of people have hired men for this,’ she thought. ’I was just out of the loop and didn’t know.’
She looked up at the young man in front of her. ’I can’t speak for anyone else, but at least he’s reliable.’
Before long, the food Jiang Wanyi ordered arrived.
"Give her something to play with. Let’s eat first."
Jiang Wanyi called Chen Yuan over to eat. Her movements were quick and efficient; you could tell she was the domestic type.
After being busy for so long, Chen Yuan was a bit hungry too.
There were three dishes in total: two meat and one vegetable.
The meat dishes were savory, fragrant, and spicy, while the vegetable dish was very light.
They put the baby in her stroller and went to the dining table.
"I can’t eat the meat dishes. You have more, just focus on the meat."
At this stage, while breastfeeding, she couldn’t eat anything with strong flavors, or she wouldn’t be able to feed the baby.
At the dining table, the two had a great rapport, their division of labor clear.
Chen Yuan was in charge of watching the baby, while Jiang Wanyi handled the meal, even getting Chen Yuan a drink.
As they sat down to eat, Chen Yuan placed the stroller beside him. He rested his foot on the bottom bar, rocking the stroller back and forth as if someone were pushing it.
This small action once again showed Jiang Wanyi the depth of Chen Yuan’s experience.
After learning that her nanny had quit, she had been so worried she couldn’t even sleep well.
But in Chen Yuan’s eyes, taking care of a child seemed like nothing at all; he handled it with ease.
"You should be on your long break now, right?" Jiang Wanyi asked.
Chen Yuan nodded in response.
"What are your plans for the break? Any travel plans?"
"Not really. Just sleeping in the dorm, playing basketball, and scrolling on my phone. That’s about it."
"If you don’t have anything to do, you should come here," Jiang Wanyi said, voicing her thoughts.