Bai Ru'an was only responsible for informing her, but she had to listen to her complaints and roars. After she finished speaking, she immediately hung up the phone and then called Lin Taozi. This fourth sister was much more likable and was only focused on excitedly screaming.

"Ahhh, really? I understand. I'll go to the hospital right after class." During this period, Lin Taozi had classes in the morning and rehearsals in the afternoon, all thanks to the privileges Yan Xin had given her.

There's no rush to finish filming. We'll take our time, taking it slow to accommodate Lin Taozi's schedule. Even if the director has objections, Yan Xin doesn't care. She's investing in this film because she likes it and doesn't want it to lose its essence to cater to the market.

Yan Xin was in a VIP ward, drooling over the little guy sleeping soundly on the small bed. She lowered her voice and said, "This is my godson. He's so handsome." Actually, his features are very similar to Bai Ru'an's, but his eyebrows also resemble Lin Xiazhu's.

He looks more like his father, with fair and tender skin, he's incredibly cute. Yan Xin rubbed her hands together, really wanting to hug the little guy.

"Don't touch him, let him sleep a little longer, and hug him when he wakes up," Lin Xiazhu reminded him with amusement.

"He sleeps too much. I've been here for almost half an hour, and he still hasn't woken up." Yan Xin said with some resentment, and reluctantly sat down in front of the hospital bed.

"Can you get up and walk now? The little guy is so big, it must have been hard for him to give birth to him, right?" Yan Xin asked with concern.

"It's alright, the delivery was quite tough, but it's all over now." Actually, Lin Xiazhu didn't feel it was too tough. She heard that some people have labor pains for two or three days before giving birth, but she gave birth in just over seven hours, which was considered very smooth.

"You're amazing, I really admire you. I've heard that childbirth is extremely painful, and some women don't want to have any more children after their first one." That's what she heard from married women back in the countryside. But after a few years, she quickly proved her wrong, as many people still have second children.

Yan Xin felt that these people didn't actually want to have a second child themselves; a large part of the reason was the pressure from their families. For example, if their first child was a daughter, both their in-laws and husbands would want a second child. Few people could withstand this kind of invisible pressure.

Many women who have a son as their first child want to have another one. This is usually the case in rural areas or among very wealthy people. The former feel that having more children means they can take care of each other, so they like to have more children.

The latter are those who can afford to raise children and are not afraid of fines, or they can simply transfer their household registration abroad so they don't have to worry about family planning issues.

Lin Xiazhu smiled and didn't say anything. She didn't want to say anything scary that would frighten Yan Xin. Yan Xin didn't get married in her past life, and she doesn't like Chen Zisong in this life. She still doesn't have someone she likes. Lin Xiazhu actually hopes that she can find her own happiness soon.

However, Yan Xin always kept saying she didn't want to get married, so she couldn't say anything. After all, the right person hadn't appeared yet, and she couldn't expect her to go on blind dates just to get married. Besides, given Yan Xin's family background and appearance, there was really no need for her to take that step, unless she wanted to get married in a political marriage someday.

"Waaah..." After a while, the little guy woke up and kicked his two long little legs upwards with great effort.

"Oh my, my godson is awake! I'm so hungry for him, I want to hug him!" Yan Xin jumped up and rushed over, reaching out to hug him.

The maid stopped her, "Miss Yan, please wait a moment, we'll change the young master's diaper." Xiao Moxun kicked the towel wrapped around his head, revealing his extraordinary strength.

Yan Xin wanted to help, but she had no experience and didn't know where to start. She could only stand by and watch. The two maids quickly changed the little guy's diaper, filled a basin with warm water to wipe his bottom, changed him into clean pants, wrapped him in a small blanket, and handed him to Yan Xin.

Because the weather is still quite cold, the little guy is wrapped up like a little rice dumpling. Yan Xin is holding him in her arms like a big bag. She is both excited and clumsy.

I stood there, not daring to move much. Perhaps I was holding him too tightly. Little Mo Xun was not comfortable. He twisted his little body forcefully and groaned a few times.

"Don't hold him too tightly, the baby will be uncomfortable. Come here and let me hold him. He must be hungry, I'll feed him something." Lin Xiazhu beckoned her over.

Yan Xin slowly moved in front of her, handed the child to her, and sat down beside her. She sighed and said, "When it gets warmer, you won't need to wear so many clothes so you can hold the baby. Right now, the baby is wrapped up too thickly, and I have to hold the baby in both arms."

"The young master is so well-behaved. He cries when he wakes up and needs to pee, and he cries when he's hungry. He sleeps most of the time. When he's awake and not hungry, he's very well-behaved, his eyes darting around and staring at people." The maid praised him repeatedly, her smile deep, showing that she genuinely liked the little guy.

The two maids were both around forty years old, had given birth, and had experience taking care of children. They were very capable. With them around, Lin Xiazhu was very relaxed and didn't have to worry about anything. She only needed to feed the little one.

“You can tell the difference when the children are a little older. There are many commercially produced ones. Some people carry their babies in the corridors. When we went to look, they were generally around six pounds, and many were over seven pounds. It was rare for them to weigh over eight pounds. The difference in weight is huge. If you hold them together, the one that weighs more than a pound is a whole bigger one.”

What the maids actually meant was that the young master was the most majestic and robust of all the babies. It wasn't just them bragging; several times when they were changing diapers or disposable diapers, the young master would kick their hands, and their hands would hurt quite a bit, leaving some bruises the next day. But it wasn't a big deal, so they didn't say anything.

Because of their concealment, Lin Xiazhu was not able to discover for several months that the little guy had inherited her great strength. She was really shocked. According to rumors, their family's super strength was always passed down to daughters, not sons. This little guy must have had a genetic mutation.

But that's a story for later. Right now, after Lin Xiazhu finished feeding the baby, she kissed the little guy's face and gently patted his back to help him burp.

"So cute, it can even blow bubbles." Yan Xin was envious again, but she knew she was clumsy, so she didn't ask to be held.

Lin Xiazhu played with the little one for a while, then remembered what the maid had said earlier, so she reminded them, "Don't say things like that again. Every baby is a precious treasure. If you keep saying how much this one weighs and how much that one weighs, people will think you're weighing piglets. The baby's parents will be unhappy if they hear that."

Actually, she wasn't too happy either. Xiao Moxun was born a giant baby, but she didn't like people talking about his weight; it felt strange.

After realizing what had happened, the maids immediately apologized. They explained that they didn't mean anything by it and were usually quite tactful; they had just heard the family members talking about it so much when they went out to eat or do other things that they started to treat it as a joke.

Those aunties who have become mothers-in-law, each holding their grandchildren, occasionally come out for a few steps. When they meet, they will gather together to look at each other and say, "Oh my, how much did yours weigh when it was born? It looked a whole lot bigger than mine."