"She's fine, just too tired. Let her rest for a while and she'll recover."

Pei Zhiting didn't believe it. He stared at Song Xijiao, afraid that she was dead.

Song Xijiao took a while to recover her strength.

"Pei Zhiting... what the hell did I give birth to? Let me see..."

She is nearsighted and can't see what the child looks like.

Pei Zhiting held the child over, and Song Xijiao only saw a red, wrinkled ball, as ugly as a little monkey.

"Why is it so ugly..."

All newborn babies are like this, he has seen it before, so he doesn't think it is ugly.

"If you think she's ugly, I'll throw her away."

"Pei Zhiting, if you dare to throw her away, I will fight you to the death. No matter how ugly she is, she is still my child."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said such things to make you angry. The child is not ugly at all. She is very beautiful. She is the most beautiful child I have ever seen. Please give her a name."

"Your nickname is Doudou, so let's call you Peidou."

Planting beans at the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is growing stronger and the bean sprouts are sparser.

She hopes that Doudou can grow as tenaciously as beans and take root wherever they are.

He thought her name would be "Pei Mujiao, Pei Aijiao, Pei Nianjiao", or "Pei Jiaojiao", but who knew that she would be called such a weird name, which was a waste of all the names he had racked his brains to come up with.

Pei Zhiting looked at the baby in the cradle and thought, it's over, Doudou is so ugly, she will definitely not be able to get married in the future. He has to make a lot of money and try to find a husband for her in the future.

“Why is it called Doudou?”

"Because she is only as big as a bean." As she said that, Song Xijiao stretched out her hand and measured the size of a bean.

Pei Zhiting looked at her daughter, who could break her hand. "A nickname like Doudou is quite suitable. How about the full name Pei Yanqing?"

Song Xijiao poked Doudou's face with her finger, "Pei Yanqing, Yan means happiness and Qing means purity. Okay, from now on, our Doudou's name will be Pei Yanqing."

Pei Zhiting thought, that’s not what he meant, he just wanted to be with Song Xijiao all the time and have many meals with her, so he called her Yan Qing.

Li Zhenjun came before dawn and brought food for Song Xijiao. She only had this one son, and how could she not be happy that her son had a child? But she still had her dignity and was afraid that Song Xijiao would not treat her well, so she came before dawn. She specially asked the nanny to make chicken soup and some light side dishes, all of which were Song Xijiao's favorites.

Li Zhenjun wanted to hug her granddaughter, but she didn't dare to do so for fear of dropping the child, so she could only watch helplessly.

It was also Pei Zhiting’s first time holding a child. She was so soft and floppy that he felt like he would hurt her if he wasn’t careful. His hands were stiff and he didn’t dare to move.

Li Zhenjun had held Pei Zhiting before, so she had some experience. When she saw Pei Zhiting's way of holding the child, she knew that he didn't know how to hold it, and he was so tired of holding back his laughter that he got internal injuries.

"Put your hand here, yes, support her head, yes, like this, and hold her back and butt with your other hand, yes, be gentler, it won't hurt her."

Pei Zhiting followed Li Zhenyun's instructions and felt comfortable holding Doudou, who also began to fall asleep.

Song Xijiao was sleeping all the time, and Li Zhenjun didn't disturb her. She just said a few words to Pei Zhiting.

"Where's your dad? I'll try to persuade him for you. You should go back and be soft-hearted. He's the type who only responds to soft words and not to harsh ones. The Pei family is counting on you. How could he not want to be associated with you? The Pei family hasn't had a newborn in over 30 years. He's so upset to see Doudou, he's just being stubborn. I'll go back and talk to him about registering Doudou's household registration. It will make it easier for the child to go to school in the future."

Pei Zhiting nodded: "Okay, I understand. Be careful when you go back and don't bump into anything."

…

Song Xijiao's mother, Ms. Song Huasong, is a professor at the School of Architecture and Landscape Design of Peking University.

The mother and daughter usually communicate over the phone and have not seen each other for three years.

During the hours when Song Xijiao was in the most severe pain, she grabbed Pei Zhiting's hand and cried helplessly:

Mom, I’m in so much pain, please save Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao can’t take it anymore…

Pei Zhiting made a special call to Song Hua.

Song Hua flew here overnight, and she was accompanied by Song Xijiao's stepfather, Chen Yun.

When Song Hua entered the ward, Pei Zhiting was feeding Song Xijiao. Song Xijiao said that her hands hurt and she couldn't hold the chopsticks. Her feet also hurt and she couldn't get out of bed, so she had to let Pei Zhiting feed her.

"Mother."

This was the first sentence Song Xijiao said to Song Hua after she woke up. She hadn't seen her mother for so long that she could hardly remember what her mother looked like.

When Song Hua heard the word "Mom", all the fatigue that had accumulated along the way disappeared at this moment. She seemed to have returned to more than 30 years ago, when she first heard Song Xijiao call her Mom. She was also the same, so happy that she couldn't sleep for several days and nights.

"Where's Pei Hetong?"

Seeing that there was only a man in the ward whom she had never seen before, she wanted to find the person who had caused Song Xijiao pain all night and beat him up.

"I divorced him."

…

"I don't want to spend my whole life with them. I want a divorce, but they don't want a divorce. They monitor me 24 hours a day. I have to report wherever I go. If I'm not home after 9 o'clock, they call me like crazy."

…

"She even came to my workplace and made a scene, saying I was unfaithful and had affairs with other women. I got criticized by my boss and almost lost my job. I don't want to live like this anymore."

…

Song Hua stomped his feet and stood up. "Where is that bastard? I'll go find him. Who the hell is he? He dared to treat my daughter like this. He's really rebellious."

Pei Zhiting stood up and stood in front of Song Xijiao. He was afraid that Song Huazhen would kill someone. Song Xijiao had just given birth and couldn't be left alone.

Pei Zhiting stood up and said calmly, "Mom, Jiaojiao just gave birth and can't be stimulated. You need to calm down first. This matter cannot be explained in a few words. If you trust me, let me handle it, okay?"

Only then did Song Hua notice Pei Zhiting. From the moment she entered the door, she only had eyes for Song Xijiao and Doudou, and no one else caught her eye.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Pei Hetong's uncle, Jiaojiao's current husband, and Doudou's father."

Song Hua was even angrier. Was her daughter being consumed by the Pei family? She had just escaped one Pei family pit, only to find herself in another?

There were footsteps at the door, more than one.

The bodyguard at the door said, "I'm sorry, Master Sun, the Second Master won't let you see the Second Madam."

When Song Hua heard the names of uncle, young master grandson, and second wife, she knew that they were not from a respectable family. Her daughter had indeed fallen into the fire pit again. Song Hua rolled up her sleeves, exposed her arms, and prepared for a big fight.

Pei Zhiting, Song Xijiao, Chen Yun:…………

"Whoever comes, I want to see who dares to bully my daughter in my territory."