Chapter 85: Matching Parent-Child Outfits - Chen Mian Persuades Her Mother to Go to University and Study Design...

While Li Hongmei was resting, Chen Mian and Ji Yu drove home to get a comfortable quilt, and then went to her house to pack some clothes and personal belongings.

At the maternity and children's hospital, Wu Wei wanted to take Li Hongmei home to recuperate. "The doctor said Hongmei is in good physical condition and had a natural birth. She can get out of bed after one night's rest."

"The environment here in the hospital is not good, and it is not suitable for her to rest."

Chen Mian crossed her arms, her face cold: "Who will take care of her during her postpartum period when we get back? Do you think your mother would agree to that?"

"And even if she's in great physical condition, it's still a serious injury. You're just going to let her go out in this cold weather and get chilled?"

Wu Wei: "That's not what I meant," he said, his eyes lowered and his face upright. "My mom is all bark and no bite, I've already talked to her about it."

Seeing that Chen Mianmian was unmoved, Wu Wei gritted his teeth and said, "How about this, I'll hire a nanny to take care of Hongmei during her postpartum period?"

Chen Mian scoffed. Hiring a nanny? That's easy for her. Not to mention where to find a nanny with experience in taking care of new mothers at the last minute, even if you do find one, it's never as comfortable as having your own family members take care of you.

"Why can't you take care of Hongmei yourself?" Chen Mian asked.

Wu Wei: "How can that be? I'm a grown man, I have business outside, what kind of life is it to just stay at home taking care of a woman?" After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and quietly teased his daughter, "Call me Daddy..."

Chen Mian shook her head in disappointment, not wanting to argue with him anymore. "Let Hongmei decide for herself when she wakes up."

Although she and her mother wanted to bring Hongmei home to recuperate after childbirth, they also had to consider Hongmei's own wishes.

Chen Mian went to Ji Yu's house and stewed some nourishing soup for Li Hongmei, and also stir-fried some green vegetables. It was light and refreshing, just right for a new mother to eat.

Ji Yu knew she was unhappy, so she tried to cheer her up. "Smile, okay? Your face is all scrunched up like an old woman's."

Chen Mian: "Don't tease me. I just feel sorry for Hongmei. She's such a good girl, and Wu Wei doesn't appreciate her at all. She's already given birth to his child, and he still doesn't care about her."

If she had known this would happen, she should have stopped Hongmei from getting married back then. Fortunately, it's not too late to see the truth about this person now. Hongmei is still young, and there's still time for everything.

Lin Huijun, who was staying in the ward, didn't think so. She saw that although Li Hongmei didn't get along with her mother-in-law, she actually had a good relationship with Wu Wei.

If a couple has a good relationship and can clearly distinguish between major issues, they can resolve minor conflicts.

Wu Wei is somewhat chauvinistic, but if a problem can be solved with money, he never hesitates to buy it.

Sure enough, after making Li Hongmei cry, when she woke up again, there was a designer bag on the bedside table, the very one she had wanted to buy a few days ago but couldn't bring herself to do so.

Lin Huijun went out to eat, and Wu Wei sat by the crib, staring blankly at his daughter's peaceful sleeping face.

Li Hongmei turned her head and saw her husband. She ordered him to help her sit up and eat something, but she was annoyed.

Wu Wei carefully helped her up, and Li Hongmei said, "Why are you being so careful? I'm not some fragile thing."

Wu Wei: "I was just afraid of hurting your wound."

"I'm starving! Is there anything to eat?" Li Hongmei glanced around the private ward, but didn't see anything to eat. She turned around and retorted, "Didn't you abandon us, mother and daughter? Why are you back?"

"How could I not care about you? I'm too busy worrying about you." Wu Wei smiled ingratiatingly and reached out to massage Li Hongmei's shoulders. "It's all my fault for being so anxious back then that I called my mother. Don't worry, she definitely won't bother you while you're in postpartum confinement."

"You're my wife, and we'll be going to the beach together again, so don't be angry anymore. Look how beautiful the new designer bag I bought you is! When you take it out, people will say, 'Wow, my sister Hong is so proud!'"

Li Hongmei still had a stern face, but she wasn't really angry anymore. Wu Wei knew that her temper flared up and subsided quickly, which was why he quickly slid down and apologized.

"You talk too much, you don't even know how to get me anything to eat, I'm starving," Li Hongmei urged.

"Wait a little longer, Kapok is going to make you some soup."

"Okay." Seeing that there was nothing to eat, Li Hongmei could only lie back on the bed in disappointment, staring at the ceiling boredly while waiting for her meal.

Wu Wei: "How about I bring the child over for you to see?"

"Child, whose child?"

"You just gave birth to our daughter."

"Oh, I was a little confused just now, I forgot." Li Hongmei patted her head. "Come and bring it over so I can see it."

The newborn baby's skin was still wrinkled, and it looked ugly as a tiny thing, sleeping soundly with its eyes closed.

Li Hongmei asked Wu Wei, "Have you named the child yet? The previous name can't be used anymore."

She had always felt that she was definitely having a son, and Wu Wei also kept calling him "son," saying that the eldest son would be named Wu Cong and the second son Wu Ming, which together would mean "clever," and they would definitely be brothers.

Li Hongmei also felt that the name Wu Ming sounded like "nameless," which wasn't good, and now that her son had become a daughter, it was even more unusable.

Wu Wei thought for a moment, "How about Wu Min? Min means agile."

"This character is quite nice; I like it."

Wu Min's name was decided just like that. The little girl, still asleep, had no idea that she was almost called Wuming (meaning "nameless").

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Li Hongmei ultimately decided to return to her own home to recuperate after childbirth. She didn't want her mother-in-law to take care of her, but she also didn't want to live with a stranger. While she was hesitating, Lin Huijun offered to take care of her.

Chen Mian added, "I'll come to see you when I have time, so please don't cry anymore."

Li Hongmei turned her head and snorted, "I didn't cry." She was just short of breath from giving birth; otherwise, she would have definitely yelled back, "Only a fool cries; crying is the most useless thing."

Lin Huijun followed Li Hongmei back to the villa area in the western suburbs. Wu Wei still hired a nanny to cook and clean the house.

Neither Li Hongmei nor Lin Huijun trusted the nanny to look after the child, so the two of them took turns caring for him, which wasn't too tiring.

Wu Wei stayed home for half a month before going south to discuss business again. The women's clothing business of the Mori Girl Company is becoming more and more prosperous, and branches have already been opened in Guangdong.

Before leaving, Wu Wei joked, "I'm making money for you two major shareholders. You three just stay home and wait for my good news."

Li Hongmei leaned back on the sofa and murmured, "Three generations of a family..."

Lin Huijun paced back and forth on the ground, holding the child, her arms gently swaying. "Aren't we three, grandmother and granddaughter? Minmin has to call me grandma, right?"

Li Hongmei watched Lin Huijun's retreating figure and secretly wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye. "You are even better to me than my own mother."

Lin Huijun smiled gently: "You're someone I've watched grow up since you were little. Now that you're in trouble, I'll definitely help you if I can."

Otherwise, let alone me, even your Uncle Chen gets nagged by your dad when he goes to the graves during the Lunar New Year, saying we didn't take good care of his daughter."

"Can I recognize you and Uncle as my godparents?" After saying this, Li Hongmei breathed a sigh of relief. She had actually been thinking about this for a long time, but she had never dared to say it out loud, for fear of being rejected and embarrassed.

"Or we could let Minmin recognize Mu Mian as her godmother." She just wanted to get closer to the Chen family; they were one of the few people in the world who were still willing to treat her well.

"Sure, what's the big deal? I'm overjoyed to have another daughter." Lin Huijun put the baby back in the stroller, walked over and gently hugged Li Hongmei, "From now on, you'll be just like Mianmian, both my children."

The next day, Chen Mian brought gifts to visit Li Hongmei. Recently, the shop has been extremely busy, and she simply couldn't spare the time. She was so busy greeting customers that her voice had become hoarse. Even the usually shy Lin Qiaofang was forced to shout to speak.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yongliang teased, "Our Qiaofang has grown into a young lady. Girls should be like this, doing things with grace and confidence."

Inside the villa, Li Hongmei had just finished breastfeeding and was resting, while Lin Huijun sat on the sofa sewing clothes.

“Minmin is growing very fast lately, she changes every day. The little clothes I prepared for her don’t fit anymore, so I got her some old clothes from Hongmei and altered a couple of new ones,” Lin Huijun said. “The new clothes they bought aren’t comfortable to wear, so these old ones are just right.”

As Chen Mian looked at the pale yellow dress that was gradually taking shape in Lin Huijun's hands, which was originally supposed to be a shirt belonging to Li Hongmei, a new idea sprouted in her mind.

"Mom, do you think people are willing to spend money on new clothes for their children these days?"

Lin Huijun: "Of course we're willing to spend money. Just look at Hongmei and her husband, how many things they bought for the child. The room on the second floor is completely full."

Chen Mian: "Women like to buy new clothes to dress themselves up, and parents also like to buy new clothes to dress their children up, so why don't we release a series of mother-daughter or mother-son outfits?"

"I believe that as long as the design is beautiful, someone will definitely be willing to pay for it."

Lin Huijun was enlightened by her daughter's words and fell into deep thought. The longer the clothing company operated, the more difficult it became for her to design clothes.

Since I had no formal training in this field, I relied on instinct and self-study for drawing and pattern making, and each time I had to revise it dozens of times before it was finalized.

Sometimes when she runs out of inspiration, she has to rely on her daughter to help her think of something. This time, Chen Mian brought up the idea of ​​designing matching outfits for the children again. Unlike the previous different styles in the same series, they can be matched with each other by echoing each other's elements.

Matching outfits for children place higher demands on designers. It is difficult to take into account the aesthetics and body shape of both adults and children with the same elements and designs. Often, clothes that look cute on children will look tacky on adults, or clothes that look good on adults will look strange on children.

Lin Huijun: "Let me think about it."

As she thought about it, she remembered the day Li Hongmei finished her postpartum confinement.

Lin Huijun was finally able to go home and rest for a few days. After that, the child was taken care of by Li Hongmei and the nanny, with Lin Huijun only occasionally lending a hand.

Evening, at the Chen family's residence.

Lin Huijun and her husband discussed the college entrance exam in hushed tones. "Mianmian said it's all for the company. Once I've completed my studies, we can earn more money in the future."

"But I'm already this old. Even if I'm lucky enough to pass the exam, what if people gossip about me when I go to school with a bunch of kids..."

Chen Yongliang could tell that his wife actually wanted to go, but was just too embarrassed to say so: "It's okay, just go for it, I'll be with you."

Lin Huijun leaned closer, looking at her husband, who was in his forties but still had pure eyes: "A-Liang, will you come to university with me?"

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Author's note: Keep going! Persevere! Keep trying! I can do it! I definitely can!