Lu Jiang quickly fetched a nappy and came back to the bed, holding the nappy while waiting for his son to finish feasting before making the swap.
Xibao finished his milk very quickly and was then placed on his back on the bed.
"Uh!" Xibao kicked his legs a couple of times, seemingly perplexed as to why his soft and comforting mother wasn't holding him anymore. He squeezed a tiny fist into his mouth and started blinking his innocent big eyes, "Ah ah!" he cried.
The room was toasty from a brazier that was continuously burning. Only a tiny slit was left open at the window for ventilation, keeping the room as warm as spring.
Previously, Xibao wore a cotton jumpsuit to sleep at night, but as it wasn't convenient now, Feng Qingxue dressed him in a woolen outfit she had knitted herself. Underneath, he wore a set of thermal underwear – traditional Chinese style long johns with an open crotch.