Qiu Yan turned around and heard Madam Ding continue, "Qiu Yan, if there's nothing else, would you like to sit in my humble abode for a while?"

The reason, of course, is for her daughter.

Just then, Qiu Yan was also thinking of taking Gu Xiaoran out for a walk. "Okay, Xiaoran, let's go together."

Gu Xiaoran immediately shook his head, somewhat reluctant, "I don't want to go."

Mrs. Ding: "Xiao Ran, I have a little sister."

"Little sister?" Gu Xiaoran's expression showed interest.

We arrived at the Ding residence soon.

Gu Xiaoran still felt somewhat repulsed when she saw the gate of the Ding family mansion.

But the thought of the little girl inside emboldened him.

Upon seeing the old woman who had hugged him that day, he quickly reached out and clung to Qiu Yan.

Zhu Juan wanted to hug him, but he refused.

The old woman recognized Gu Xiaoran the moment she saw him.

She stood there, stunned, her gaze quickly shifting to Qiu Yan, her expression puzzled.

Madam Ding led Qiu Yan to the wet nurse's room.

The room smelled wonderfully of milk.

Gu Xiaoran, who lacked maternal love since childhood, really liked this flavor.

He got off Qiu Yan and walked step by step toward the cradle.

The baby inside was all wrinkled.

She lay curled up in the cradle, her eyes closed in a light sleep.

Gu Xiaoran stared at it for a moment,

"She looks so pitiful."

Madam Ding also felt sorry for the child. She thought how wonderful it would be if the baby could be raised to be as rosy-cheeked as Gu Xiaoran.

Gu Xiaoran reached out to touch it, but Qiu Yan grabbed her hand.

"Xiao Ran, your little sister is sleeping, don't disturb her sweet dreams."

"How come she's so young?" Gu Xiaoran had thought that her uncle from her master's family was young enough.

Zhu Juan joked, "Little master, you were just this small when you were born."

“Aunt Zhu, you’ve never seen what I looked like right after I gave birth.” Gu Xiaoran shook his head; he didn’t think Zhu Juan was right.

Zhu Juan lowered her head sheepishly. "Okay, Gu Xiaoran is right."

Seeing the red spots on the little girl's face, Gu Xiaoran frowned and wanted to touch them again, but was stopped by Qiu Yan once more.

"Xiao Ran, the little girl is sleeping."

"Her face is dirty, I want to help her wipe it clean." Gu Xiaoran rarely meets a little girl and likes her very much.

Mrs. Ding said, "Xiao Ran, this can't be wiped off." She felt a pang of regret; if only her child didn't have this birthmark.

Then, she looked at Qiu Yan: "Qiu Yan, this child is sleepy all day long, and every time she wakes up, she cries and fusses, especially in the middle of the night. She won't stop crying. I'm worried about her..."

She just wanted to know if the child could be raised successfully.

Qiu Yan: "Babies' drowsiness and crying are all instinctive reactions, so there is no need to worry too much."

However, because this child was born prematurely, we must not slack off in terms of care and recovery.

Qiu Yan reiterated some important points about raising premature infants to Madam Ding.

After hearing this, Madam Ding instructed her maid to write it down in detail.

The child woke up amidst loud crying.

The baby girl woke up with her legs rolled up, her face flushed, and her lips slightly pale.

Upon hearing this, the wet nurse quickly picked up the baby and began to breastfeed.

However, even when the baby is nursing, he/she cries incessantly.

The wet nurse gently rocked her, but she couldn't soothe her.

Mrs. Ding looked at Qiu Yan with concern. "Qiu Yan, do you think the child might be sick?" She felt upset whenever she heard the child cry.

So much so that now, whenever she closes her eyes, she hears the sound of a child crying.

"Perhaps he's hungry." Qiu Yan knew that the child was premature and inevitably lacked certain physical sustenance.