Lu Jiang glanced at his watch, the hands pointed just past five o'clock.
In another two or three hours, it would be almost dawn.
He tucked his wife in, placing her arm under the blanket, then stood up to check on their eldest son and daughter, arranging the military coats wrapped around them, and then observed the triplets, his gaze lingering on Xiaowo the longest. He confirmed Xiaowo's breathing was weaker than his brother's but stable before he gently exhaled, letting go of the worry that had been hanging in the air.
How to take care of a baby was bewildering enough for Lu Jiang, let alone three at the same time.
Although Tian Ling had been hired to help and Yang Fengying had said her mother would assist with taking care of Qingxue in her postpartum recovery, Lu Jiang just couldn't feel at ease. There were three babies, which meant washing three times as many diapers!
