"You're so clumsy, give it to me." Wen Shiyu squeezed his hard arm. It was so hard, no wonder her precious grandson was uncomfortable.

He reached out and picked up the little one.

Perhaps because Grandma's embrace was too soft, the little one gradually quieted down and fell asleep.

After the group was moved to the ward, Lin Xiaoxiao was forcibly pressed down on the bed and not allowed to get up; she could only lie there obediently.

Qin Yushen fed her some water, "Wife, are you hungry?"

Lin Xiaoxiao lay listlessly on the bed, saying, "I'm hungry. I want to eat braised pork knuckle."

A large pork knuckle with a rich, dark sauce...

She could only dream about it; she probably wouldn't be able to eat it anytime soon.

The doctor and a nurse came to examine her. During the examination, everyone except Qin Yushen and Wen Shiyu went out, and the child was held by Wen Shiyu.

"She seems to be in good spirits, her blood pressure is stable, and her contractions are going well."

"Postpartum lochia will last for a while. At first, the amount will be a bit heavy, which is normal and there is no need to worry."

"Pay attention to a light diet and eat easily digestible foods."

Has the baby had milk yet?

The doctor looked at the child who was sleeping soundly beside him.

"Not yet." Wen Shiyu shook her head.

The doctor looked at Lin Xiaoxiao again, and Lin Xiaoxiao shrank further into the blanket, holding the protective shield in front of her chest.

The doctor, a middle-aged woman, could tell from Lin Xiaoxiao's movements that she hadn't started breastfeeding yet. She smiled and said, "When the baby wakes up, she'll probably be crying for milk. If she hasn't started breastfeeding yet, let her suckle more. If she really can't, you can ask your partner for help."

Doctors in this age group have seen it all, so they naturally don't mince words.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Qin Yushen's ears turned red from the bluntness.

Wen Shiyu looked at the couple with a smile, her expression slightly teasing.

"Okay, everything else is fine. If there's anything else, come to my office or the head nurse."

After the doctor left, Wen Mo, Qin Jinye, and the others came in.

"Elder brother, this is for you and the kids." As soon as Qin Jinye came in, he took out two large red envelopes from his pocket. The envelopes were bulging and didn't even get wrinkled when stuffed in his pocket, which showed how thick they were.

As soon as the two red envelopes were handed out, Yao Huixian and Lu Xueer acted as if they had fleas on them.

"Old Qin..."

"dad......"

The two spoke at the same time, but were interrupted before they could finish.

Lin Xiaoxiao reached out and took the red envelope directly, without being polite to Qin Jinye at all, "Thank you, Dad."

"It's my pleasure." Qin Jinye was actually relieved to see her accept it.

Yao Huixian and Lu Xueer were very dissatisfied, staring intently at Lin Xiaoxiao's hands as if she had stolen what should have belonged to them.

"So many, Dad?" Lin Xiaoxiao deliberately counted the red envelopes in front of the two of them, then put them away with a smile.

He said to Qin Jinye, "Dad is straightforward."

Then he asked Qin Yushen to let Qin Jinye hold the child, saying, "Son, quickly give your grandpa a kiss."

Qin Jinye hugged his eldest grandson with a big smile, but Qin Yushen immediately looked disgusted with him.

"Old man, do you even know how to hold someone? This hand is supporting their head..."

Although he disliked it, Qin Yushen still patiently taught him. It wasn't that his attitude towards Qin Jinye had changed; it was simply that he didn't want to wrong his precious son.

Qin Jinye was very eager to learn throughout the process, and he would take the initiative to ask questions when he encountered something he didn't understand.

Ten minutes later, I finally mastered the technique of holding a baby.

Upon learning that Lin Xiaoxiao was hungry, Wen Mo and his bodyguard drove back to bring her food. After receiving a call from Lin Xiaoxiao at home saying that she was about to give birth, he and Wen Shiyu asked the chef to start making soup.

It's all better now.

Wen Shiyu stayed by her daughter's side, speaking to her softly.

Qin Jinye held his grandson and refused to let go. Yao Huixian reached out, but before Lin Xiaoxiao and Qin Yushen could refuse, Qin Jinye retorted sharply.

"He wasn't born to your son, so why are you hugging him?"

"If we want to have a grandson, Huaijun and the second son's family need to work hard."

Who knows if this woman will secretly pinch his precious grandson? She's not incapable of doing such things, which is why Qin Jinye doesn't want her to touch him.

Yao Huixian's face twisted with anger, "It's just a child, who cares?"

It's not like her son can't have children.

snort.

Huaiyi was right after all. If Lin Xiaoxiao were to give birth to the Qin family's first grandson, Qin Jinye and the old man would definitely be extremely fond of her.

Qin Jinye has already gone astray, and it's probably only a matter of time before he's left with only Old Master Qin.

Why didn't I make that little bitch have an abortion back then?

The person Huaiyi found was also a useless idiot. Not only did he fail to accomplish the task, but he was also caught by the Chu family.

waste.

"I heard that on Qin Huaijun and Lu Xueer's wedding night, the stepmother hid outside the door to eavesdrop and was even eager to personally instruct them." Lin Xiaoxiao didn't give Yao Huixian any face at the beginning. "Before, I thought the stepmother was just eager to have a grandson, but now that I hear her say she doesn't care about children, could she have some kind of fetish?"

The smell of gunpowder began to fill the air.

Qin Jinye silently carried his eldest grandson and walked towards the window.

It's none of his business; he just wants to dote on his grandson.

Lu Xue'er's face was ashen. It was embarrassing to hear such a thing from someone else's mouth, especially from the mouth of the person she hated the most.

Yao Huixian got even angrier, "If you keep talking nonsense, believe me or not..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Yushen swept a cold, piercing glance at her, causing Yao Huixian to shiver, but she straightened her back.

No matter what, she was Qin Yushen's stepmother and an elder.

What could he possibly do to her?

“I don’t care about the children you two have. My Huaijun will give me ten or eight.” Yao Huixian said with a proud look on her face when she mentioned ten or eight.

Having one child is nothing; having ten or eight is the real skill.

Lu Xue'er's expression changed again.

Damn it, if she gave birth to ten or eight of your grandma's children, was she a pig?

She didn't want to have any children, let alone Qin Huaijun...

Lu Xue'er's expression was indescribable.

"Then you might be disappointed. Let alone ten, Qin Huaijun won't be able to give birth to even one." Qin Yushen held a cup, sat on the edge of the bed, let Lin Xiaoxiao lean against him, and fed her water in small sips.

After hearing Yao Huixian's words, he seemed to have thought of something and chuckled.

When her most prized son was spoken to in such a way, Yao Huixian felt a surge of anger welling up inside her.

"What right do you have to curse my son?"

The curse of having no descendants is the most vicious curse in the world.

"Old Qin, aren't you going to do anything about this?"

Qin Jinye silently turned around, his back to her, as if to say, "Don't bother me."

Only Lin Xiaoxiao sensed the explosive gossip. She stopped drinking water and couldn't sleep anymore. She shook Qin Yushen's arm, her eyes sparkling, "Qin Huaijun can't have children, why?"

Qin Yushen didn't want to discuss other men's abilities in this area with his dear wife.

In short, he was born castrated.