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Half a year ago, Old Man Shen went up the mountain to collect herbs, but he fell down the hillside and nearly died. His waist and legs were broken, and he had to be paralyzed in bed. He has been suffering from injuries and pain for half a year and has become extremely thin.

When he saw Old Lady Shen coming in with a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his old and haggard face, "Xiujuan gave birth, is it a boy or a girl?"

"Girl!" Old Mrs. Shen shouted excitedly, and quickly carried the baby to the bedside, and handed her in his direction, "Old man, our Shen family finally has a girl, the girl you have been looking forward to! Look, is she pretty? Does she look like her parents?"

Seeing the quiet and obedient little girl with her eyes closed, Old Man Shen was overjoyed, and his cloudy eyes seemed to bloom with a gleam of light. He reached out and carefully took the swaddling clothes, praising her repeatedly: "Beautiful! Very beautiful! Nannan, I am your grandpa. Come, open your eyes and look at grandpa!"

"Go away, the baby has just been born, how can he open his eyes? Even if he opens his eyes, who wants to see your old face? And don't be so loud, what if you scare the baby?" The old lady said with disgust and hurried to take the baby back.

Old Man Shen was reluctant to let go, but thinking of his poor health and fearing that it would affect the baby, he had no choice but to let the old lady take the child back.

The whole family was immersed in the joy of having a new little girl. After Grandma Shen held the baby and showed it to her grandchildren one by one, she took the child back to the inner room.

"Nannan is very well behaved and didn't cry the whole time." Mrs. Shen smiled happily and handed the child back to Lin Xiujuan, saying softly, "Xiujuan, you feed the baby first. I'll make chicken soup for you to replenish your body."

When Lin Xiujuan heard this, she quickly said, "Mom, don't kill the old hen. Keep it for laying eggs."

"You are the only one who talks too much! I don't want you to interfere in my work. You and Jianlin should think about a name for our daughter!" After saying this, Mrs. Shen went out in a hurry. It seemed that she had made up her mind.

Lin Xiujuan held the baby in her arms and looked at Shen Jianlin who was sitting next to her. She said distressedly, "Why don't you persuade your mother? It's such a pity to kill the old hen. We only have one egg-laying hen left in our family. When I was pregnant with the baby, mom often made chicken soup for me. Now she wants to kill the last hen. How can we do that? Go and persuade your mother."

Shen Jianlin was looking at his newborn daughter lovingly, his heart full of joy. He had no time to think about so much. He smiled innocently and said, "It's okay, it's okay. One chicken is nothing. You just gave birth to a baby, so nourishing your body is important. Let's buy a few more when we make some money tomorrow."

Seeing that they were stubborn, Lin Xiujuan had no choice but to sigh with regret.

Although the Shen family was very poor, and she suffered a lot when she married Shen Jianlin, she was willing to do so because the Shen family was really good to her. The old man and the old lady treated her as their own daughter and gave her everything good. Sometimes she felt that she was her biological child, and Shen Jianlin was an adopted son.

Shen Jianlin also loved her very much and always spoke to her in a gentle voice, unlike other men who bossed their wives around or even beat and scolded them. Therefore, Lin Xiujuan also repaid him with her sincerity, and they could be said to be a model couple in the village.

In the evening, after the family had dinner, except for Old Man Shen who was unable to get out of bed, the whole family crowded in the inner room to look after the little girl.